At this moment, more StormClansmen slowly leaned in, their eyes flashing with greed, as if they were about to eat people. Roars rang out of their throats, and it seemed that a plundering war was about to begin.

The child glanced up at the stall owner, and both nodded at the same time. The thing in his hand was quickly bitten off a large piece, and the rest was thrown in different directions.

The StormClansmen who gathered around watched two black objects fly overhead, stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted, turned around and ran in two different directions, like a dam flooding.

"Run—" The stall owner reminded, pulling the child behind his meat stall, and holding a sharp knife to wait. Thankfully, the StormClan were already scuffling together, and they didn't have time to take care of the stall owner and the children.

He spit out the bite from his mouth again, handed it to the child, and said, "Give this to your mother." ”

The child looked at the stall owner with great reluctance and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, what about you?" ”

"There will be more!" It seems that the stall owner is the father of the child.

The child silently took it from the stall owner's hand, nodded firmly, and quickly disappeared from view.

On the other side, Zhao Hui followed Zong Zewei and felt like he was being escorted by a large group of people, and he couldn't help but go to a completely unknown place. But he had no choice but to forge ahead.

Wherever they passed along the way, as long as there were Storm Clan people on the side of the road, they would signal to Zong Zewei.

Zhao Hui carefully observed the surrounding environment, maybe he would have to run away in a short time, and it was much better to be familiar with it in advance than to panic in the end.

Suddenly, the density of the tents began to increase, and there was a huge tent erection in the center of more small tents. The group was heading towards the central point, which seemed to be the leader's residence.

Two strong Stormmen are chained to either side of the entrance, acting as janitors. Compared with Zhang Mingwei's doorman, the doorman here is more like a dog serving the master.

The two Storm Men also looked rather peculiar, if they were still humans, they were more like beasts, with long fangs and pointed nails, and saliva hanging from the corners of their mouths all the time.

This time, instead of being pushed and shoved like entering Zhang Mingwei's building, Zhao Hui seemed to have received some kind of courtesy here.

The inside of the tent was fairly spacious, and several female Stormmen were sorting things out. Zong Zewei's return did not cause much panic, and it is not surprising that they have become commonplace.

Looking around, it was just an ordinary tent, and there was no such thing as a throne as Zhao Hui imagined all the way.

Most of the attendants remained outside the door, only two or three followed, and one of them ran a few steps and pressed a button on a pillar.

The floor slowly cracked, revealing a large basement entrance with a click.

"Please!"

actually said the word "please", Zhao Hui was a little flattered. Since the master's invitation naturally can't be refused, and there is no choice when he is controlled by others, he walks into the basement with Zong Zewei.

It is not as big as Zhang Mingwei's arsenal, but it is several times larger than the tent on the ground.

Seven or eight storm people were busy, and what they were doing was not the same as Zhang Mingwei's, the people here were processing certain medicinal powders.

They looked up and stared blankly at the new stranger.

"Keep working!" Zong Zewei gave an order, and seven or eight people lowered their heads and resumed their previous busy state.

After walking forward for a distance, Zong Zewei sat down on a huge chair and motioned for Zhao Hui to also sit on the bench opposite.

The retinue retreated into the distance, probably unable to hear the rest of the conversation between the two. Zong Zewei nodded with satisfaction, turned his face and asked Zhao Hui: "Tell me about the origin of tantalum coins!" ”

Zhao Hui looked at the tantalum coin that was sweating in the palm of his hand, smiled and said, "I said I picked it up, will you believe it?" ”

He's trying to better control the initiative in this contest, at least not to show how worried he is.

Zong Zewei laughed, and the spit in his mouth almost flew to Zhao Hui's face, "What do you think?" I wish I could pick up a few more King Tantalum coins like you did. ”

Zhao Hui asked the other party very calmly, "So what do you want to exchange with me?" ”

"First of all, I have to know where your tantalum coins come from, understand?" Zong Zewei seemed to insist on getting this answer, and asked the same question several times.

"If you're sincere enough, maybe we can make a good deal. If you just want to know where tantalum comes from, you may not be satisfied. Zhao Hui pretended to be unhurried.

Zong Zewei tried to restrain his anger, "Okay! I'll know after all. So what do you want to order? Or what do you think will get you for this tantalum coin? ”

When Zhao Hui came all the way, he was wondering what he would need if he could really make a deal, "food, weapons, and guides......

Zong Zewei didn't agree immediately, but fell into deep contemplation, and spoke again after a long time, "No problem! Food and weapons are what you need most, but what do you want your guide for? ”

Zhao Hui didn't want to tell the other party, "It's just a transaction, so should I also ask what you want this tantalum coin for?" ”

Zong Zewei looks like a monster but is by no means a stupid thing, he can lead so many Stormstorm Clan people with high intelligence, "You're right, this is the deal. But if you want to guide, one tantalum coin is not enough. Also, you have to know where you're going with your guide, right? It's easy to arrange, isn't it? ”

Zhao Hui thought that Zong Zewei had a point, at least he needed to get a guide who was familiar with the south, so he replied: "Go to the south, a cave with the activities of the Storm Clan, who knows?" ”

As soon as he heard Zhao Hui say that he was going to the cave, Zong Zewei almost bounced out of his special seat, and several of his entourage hurriedly took a few steps forward, thinking that Zhao Hui had launched some attack on his master.

"What? Are you going to find Zhang Mingwei's cave, are you looking for death? ”

Zhao Hui sat there quietly motionless, just asked coldly, "Hurry up, is it okay or not?" ”

It reminded him of the bargaining between clients when he worked in the second district, and the clients were nothing more than human beings in suits, and the guy in front of him didn't know what kind of species he was.

"One tantalum coin is not enough. If you have more tantalum coins, maybe I can consider it. After thinking about it for a long time, Zong Zewei came up with his new conditions.

Zhao Hui smiled slightly, "Is that what it can do?" ”

But judging from Zong Zewei's reaction just now, it shows that Zhang Mingwei's cave is not a rumor but a real existence, and there are shocking secrets hidden there. The other party said that this was "looking for death", indicating that the place was extremely dangerous. If you go alone, you will definitely not be able to save people, and you may even take your own life first.

Chen Nannan was arrested, which made Zhao Hui anxious and wanted to save her quickly. After clearing his throat, he asked Zong Zewei, "How much do you think is appropriate?" ”