A member of the Sibia team ran desperately, and it was about to leave the view of most of the people on the battlefield.

Suddenly, a large hand reached out from behind his back and grabbed him by the neck. Then several ropes were tied around him, and he was tied in a strong knot, like a rice dumpling.

Then, he was picked up and carried back to his original battlefield.

"The last one." The man who had captured him said, leaving him next to a bunch of people.

There was a groan around him. There was a fierce battle, and many of them were injured on both sides (there were more than a dozen on the council's side, both minor and serious; The two-headed vulture suffered three minor injuries), but none of them died.

Only four or five escaped from the ranks of Kanna and Sibia. The rest, including Hardington and Mimeres, were held in handcuffs, chains, or ropes by the Two-Headed Vultures, and piled on top of each other.

"If you dare to do anything to the council, it won't end well!"

Even with the handcuffs, the knife around his neck, and the tank he was driving shattered and fell to the ground not far away, Mimeles had no intention of giving in. He glared at Phuket and Widlov in front of him. "Winning us, it's very powerful, so majestic! Attack the Council Enforcement Team! Wait for us to make a decision at the conference and see how you end up! ”

"In that case, it's not good for you." Vidlov grinned wickedly, rubbing his hands together. "Such a failure in the execution of the mission will lower your evaluation in the council."

Hearing this, Mimels was silent.

"How much ransom are you going to pay?" Vidlov continued. "Remind you, letting you go is one number, let's give up the action is another. That way, you can go back and report that you succeeded in stopping us. ”

"Hey, hey, hey." There was a lot of ill-intentioned laughter in the ranks of the surrounding two-headed vultures.

"How much do you want?" Mimeles was silent, and Hardington on the side used very... Said with a humble (in the way of lying on the ground).

"One million six hundred thousand." Widlov pulled him up, sat him up, and then offered a sky-high price. "Eight hundred thousand is a ransom for both of you; 800,000 is the price we pay to give up our actions. When you go back, you can say that you have shown your might, your majesty, and defeated us, and we will admit it. ”

"It's too expensive." Hardington looked at Vidlov with a pleading gaze. "After we completed this task, we only had an income of about 30,000 yuan. The request is only to discourage you, and the council does not give much reward. If you offer this price, we can't afford to pay even if we are completely bankrupt...."

"Let's fight this time, and the scroll of the flower is worth more than 100,000." Vidlov said. "The amount of energy, potions, and scrolls consumed is too many to count, not to mention that there will be additional equipment drops if you are killed. You're done with only 30,000 yuan?! How much is your life worth? ”

"We are willing to compensate." Hardington said. "But only in reasonable amounts, the kind we can afford."

"Okay." Vidlov said. "That's 1.59 million."

Hardington was silent for a moment. "Actually, we didn't use team battle props before, it's not that we didn't; It is not because we are not capable of escaping because we are not caught. ”

"It's just that the cost of doing that is too great, and we don't have any big hatred and are unwilling to use it. That said, if you push too hard, we can't afford to do it at all. Then we had to use it. ”

"In that case, we would lose a lot. But you will not gain anything. And leaving is not the end. We will report the facts to the Senate, and say that you are ready to fight to the death with the Senate, and that Chairman Arnold will make the right decision for this incident. ”

"We are willing to pay what we can afford: 190,000." Hardington threw his final chips. "You receive, good. Make a contract, we pay, and leave; If you don't accept it, we'll have to use the escape items. In that case, we will spend 200,000 and you will get nothing. It's up to you how you do it. ”

This generous statement and bitter statement of benefits and disadvantages touched many people of the two-headed vulture. Their eyes wandered, clearly shaken.

"If you really can't do it, just promise him." Someone whispered.

"Yes, 190,000, which is barely enough to make up for the loss." The others whispered.

"What kind of life-saving props are you using?" Phuket, who had been listening for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Yes—" Hardington hesitated. It is the 'grace of the Holy One'. ”

"After entering a near-death state, he was teleported to a previously set up safe area." Next to him, a middle-aged man with a heavy forehead tattoo spoke. "Level 4 clearance props."

"Worthy of Mr. Apf." Hardington nodded to the other party. "If a settlement is reached, it means a win-win for both of us; And if you have to force it, it's a 'lose-lose'. ”

"I love it both sides." Pudge stared at his pupils and said suddenly. "Fixed price: 420,000. Agree to the deal and you will be exempt from the use of items; If you don't agree, you can resurrect yourselves with props! ”

"I don't understand," Hardington looked at Phuket. As I said, the price of our props is 200,000 yuan, and you offer a price of 420,000 yuan, which we can't afford..."

"Lying is not a good habit." Phuket said, swinging an axe. "Tricks in front of us, let alone that."

"You dare to do it?" Mimels shouted. "We're not going to die! We're going to get revenge! It will cost you! ”

"I'll wait." Phuket swung his axe and slashed at the top of Mimills' head.

"Wait!" Hardington cried out in pain. "250,000! 250,000 is already our limit! Let's take a step back! ”

After a slight pause in the axe, Pudge looked at him, then bent down, turned Mimeles sideways, and slashed him down by the neck.

Mimeles screamed, a burst of green light from his body.

The axe struck the green light and was bounced off. Beside him, Hardington and the rest of the captives in the pile suddenly flashed with a similar light. Some, untied, scolded at the two-headed vulture.

After a few moments, their figures faded away.

"It's 'nature's blessing.'" Vidlov walked over to Phuket. "Worth 500,000 props, the price you want is not too much."

"yes, but they like to be smart, what can they do?"

Pudge replied, turning to look at his men. "Let's go, let's move on."