"We can't afford to stick a hot face to someone's cold ass!"

Throwing down the sentence with a hard bang, Royce turned around and left. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Darker also stood up angrily: "Isn't it just a Drake Chamber of Commerce? what a big deal? Death will spray their blood!" As he spoke, he pushed the table hard, and the chair under his buttocks made a screeching sound, and he didn't say hello to anyone, but turned around and left.

Seeing the figures of the two disappear into the doorway, George's mother said worriedly, "Do you want me to call them back?"

George said coldly: "That's me wrong?"

"No, no, you don't, I'm just, just ......"

George's father rubbed his chin and said, "You still need experiments for that research, right?

"It's kind of interesting. Drake Chamber of Commerce......"

"You may not have understood the situation when you just came back, but behind the Drake Chamber of Commerce is the Church of Light. ”

A mocking smile appeared on George's face: "Two people are challenging the biggest force in the continent? ”

His father said slowly, "Just like you." ”

George's mocking smile froze on his face for the second time.

"They have your shadow in them. Perhaps, they will be the key to unlocking the node of fate. So be it!" The old alchemist didn't seem to want to continue the topic, and waved his hand in anticipation, "I've been having a lot of idleness lately, and if you decide, I'll get involved." ”

George looked at the abandoned sword on the table, thoughtful.

Duck and Royce came out of George's house in a rage, hailed a carriage, and headed straight for Old Town.

The old coachman in a straw hat asked, "Where are you going?"

Royce said angrily, "Drake Chamber of Commerce." ”

Listening to the angry voice, the old coachman smiled and said nothing.

Duck patted Royce on the shoulder, "That's it, crazy, why don't you prepare?"

Royce nodded slightly: "Blackstone Lane, the largest weapons black market in Port Snell." Go there, old sir. ”

The old coachman still didn't speak, nodded slightly, shook the reins with both hands, and the carriage started silently.

The carriage moved forward steadily, and the two of them couldn't help but groan when they remembered what they had just encountered in Iron Tooth Village.

Darker sighed: "I thought it was a simple thing to be shameless, as long as you don't be afraid of disgust, but now it seems that I still can't let go." ”

Royce said: "Ever since I did the life-saving work of a sailor, I have been thinking about whether it is fatal or face-saving. Sometimes I think, it's better to die than to live, and everything else is a dog!

The old coachman couldn't help but say, "You two are young, how can you open your mouth and shut up with a dead breath? This is not good. ”

Royce said, "Sir, don't be afraid of your jokes, we both have to do something that will kill us." ”

"You young people—do you have any acquaintances over there? there's still a bit of a good thing in that place, but it's cheap. You have to have good eyesight and luck. ”

Royce nodded: "You're right, although I'm not a professional appraiser, I've seen some things more or less, and the treasures below the third level haven't seen it yet." ”

"Then I'll congratulate you two on opening your eyes. ”

Blackstone Lane is called Lane, but it is actually a street, and the street entrance is narrow, and it can only accommodate two cars barely in parallel. At the entrance of the alley, the two paid the fare, jumped out of the car, and walked into the famous black market street of Snell Harbor.

Every day, countless people come to Port Snell with dreams and hopes to try their luck, and a few lucky ones get their wish, while most still go with the flow. Some of them have a good skill but it is difficult to get into the eyes of experts, and for various reasons they cannot be accepted by the mercenary union, so they gather here to wait for their discerning employers, there are also the children of the broken nobles who are in the middle of the road and hopeless, and are forced to fight for the last bit of their family property to sell the last bit of their possessions, and those who are mad and robbers, who often come to get rid of the bloody stolen goods.

I can't find a single thing here. There are even some things that the seller pours from others and doesn't know how many hands to start, and the quality is even better. Maybe you can buy a fake for a few thousand pounds, and maybe you can get an artifact for a hundred and ten pounds. Doing business has always been a hammer deal, as long as the gold coins fall into the pocket, the two sides immediately turn their faces and deny it. Willing to gamble and lose, this is the rule of this spontaneously formed black market.

The green and casual smell exuded by the two of them instantly attracted a vote of enthusiastic merchants. The sparse crowd suddenly became dense, as if they had emerged from the ground, encircling the two of them.

"Man, do you want the best incense, mixed with ambergris and soul burning grass, don't care about the fierce girl, smell it, make sure you are satisfied!"

"Smoke bombs, do you want smoke bombs? The radius is six meters, and you can't see your five fingers! Sincerely, try it before you buy it, this is a life-saving artifact with offense and defense!"

"I'm really! Quenched poison dagger, blood sealed throat, no salvation...... Hiccup...... "There was no sound behind me, probably because someone was squeezing around and accidentally cutting through the road and sealing the throat."

In the midst of the chaos, Duck raised his hands and shouted, "Guys, guys, hey, let's just see, see hey!"

Countless voices shouted, "Look at me, look at me!"

Just when the two of them were dizzy, a low and powerful shout suddenly came: "Get out!"

A hunchbacked man stood in front of the two of them, countless lines of fine linen black cloth crisscrossing his whole body, from the top of his head to his toes, only his two eyes were exposed.

This short and powerful low drink seemed to have some magic, and the crowd instantly petrified, and automatically took a few steps back, although it still surrounded the two of them in the center, but it was good to leave some space, and the two only felt that the air suddenly became fresh, and they couldn't help but take a few more deep breaths.

"Isn't buying and selling like this, it's a mess, who buys and doesn't buy whom? The reputation of Blackstone Lane has been ruined! Whatever people want, they will choose!"

It seems that this black linen camel is the person in charge here, and with his order, a cadre of people and others suddenly dispersed.

Disperse the crowd, and the black linen man stroked the chest of the two and saluted: "Welcome." What do you want for the two of you?"

The two looked at each other, and Royce said, "Weapon." ”

"It seems that the two of you are the first to come back and see the black stone?"

The two of them looked in the direction of Fosk's finger, and there was a white powder circle painted on the wall on one side of the alley, and a black stone hung from it.

"Five hundred pounds for a stone, five hundred pounds on this side. If there is a circle on the stone, it is five thousand pounds, and the price is ten times greater for each additional circle—you must know the rules?"

Royce nodded: "Of course, buy and leave, willing to gamble and lose." ”

Fausk nodded slightly: "Then I won't bother, two, please." ”

Watching Fausque disappear into the depths of the alley, the two of them withdrew their gaze and re-examined the stalls in the east and west.

A piece of ragged burlap was spread flat on the ground, and some messy and strange-shaped things were placed on it, and next to it sat a stall owner who was also draped in ragged linen, and his head and face were tightly covered, and only his eyes were exposed, and a store was considered open.

Duck asked Royce, "How much money do you have?"

Royce smiled: "The last fight, all the net worth is here, thirteen thousand pounds." ”

Duck fumbled in his pocket: "Hurry, a total of, uh, thirty pennies...... It's okay, you pick yours, don't I still have a god costume. ”

"God costume?"

Duck patted the police uniform on his body: "Lao Tzu represents public power! Who dares to kill Lao Tzu?"

Royce smiled dumbly: "Do you know that there is a way to die called missing?"

"No, isn't it just nonsense, and it's worth using a knife in the shop to send a commodity like me away—can you still do it?"

"Dude, you're going to have to give me a knife again. ”

Duck slapped Royce's hand on the shoulder: "This is the fate of the horse!