That night, Fang Zhen and Ace were sitting at the table on the third floor of the Thundering Hotel, waiting for the meal. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ace was silently picking up a drink and drinking it boredly, while Fang Zhen was standing by the window, overlooking the garden in the back garden of the hotel.

"I said that you are a three-month-level hotel, why is it so slow to serve food! It's been a quarter of an hour, I finally squandered a handful of money to book a high-end room to eat, and you are embarrassed to let me wait!" Fang Zhen held a green rain dew and said impatiently to the waiter at the door of the room.

"This ...... I'm sorry, Mr. Magician, I don't know what's going on, so I'll urge you again. The waiter was a little embarrassed, and quickly opened the door and went out.

"Really, the last time I came, they served the food pretty quickly! If it weren't for the delicious barbecue, I'd really like to go to the street food stalls." Fang Zhen scolded lightly.

"Master, what is a food stall?" Ace suddenly became interested when he heard Fang Zhen say the words "food stall" in Huaxia.

"You little fool, you're so self-conscious when you hear interesting words. Fang Zhen smiled lightly, pulled out a chair and sat down, facing the door, and said: "Food stalls, they are the characteristics of a certain country in my countryside, a little more upscale than street food, but they can't reach the restaurant, but they have everything for frying and stewing, seafood rice porridge!"

"Oh, I see. But Master, I know the street food, what does it mean to fry what porridge?" asked Ace innocently.

"Uh...... I'll teach you later!" Suddenly, Fang Zhen overestimated Ace's Huaxia vocabulary.

But just as Ace wanted to ask, the door suddenly opened without even knocking.

Then walked in a man whose face was a little arrogant, but full of power, who had the temperament of a powerful person at first glance, and who looked like Durou. And behind the man, it was Torrat, a middle-aged chubby man he had only seen last night.

Fang Zhen frowned slightly, staring at the man and Torat vigilantly. And Ace has already clenched his fists, secretly condensing his magic power.

"Hahahaha, don't be nervous, Mr. Solomon, I'm just here to treat you to a meal. The man laughed, pulled out a chair and sat down, facing this Fang Zhen.

Fang Zhen didn't speak, just looked at Torat.

Torrat had no choice but to introduce: "This is my boss, who is also the owner of the Thundering Hotel, the second heir of the Molik family, and the future viscount nobleman, Lek Molik. ”

"Oh, you're Duru's brother, Lek Molik, hehe, aren't you afraid I'll kill you?" Fang Zhen pondered for a while, and said with a sinister expression.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Solomon, I don't believe you have the strength. Oh, don't forget, nobility is not as simple as it seems. Leke laughed again, as if mocking Fang Zhen's innocence.

Fang Zhen leaned back in his chair helplessly, poured a mouthful of green rain dew, and said, "That damn Dulu, who bid so low and asked me to assassinate you, am I crazy?"

Ace seemed to feel that Shizun's amazing acting skills had flares up again, so he relaxed and drank his drink with a calm face.

"Then Mr. Solomon thinks that there is a shortage of gold coins, and if you are given enough benefits, will you be brave enough to assassinate me?" Leke tilted his chin proudly and squinted his eyes at Fang Zhen.

"Ya, you dead birdman, see if I don't kill you!" Fang Zhen scolded in his heart, but on the surface, he said: "Although I am not a bounty hunter, I can afford to pay gold coins, and I am willing to take a risk." ”

Then his eyes narrowed as well, staring at Leke tightly.

While the two of them were squinting, Torat was secretly keeping an eye on Ace's movements.

It's just that Ace is still drinking the drink, but Torrat knows that no matter how many times Ace puts the drink to his mouth to drink, not a drop of the drink in the cup is missing.

It turned out that Ace had been secretly condensing his magic power to deal with sudden accidents, so he was just putting on a show and didn't drink a drop of drink.

Because since Torat said just now that the owner of this hotel is Leke, Fang Zhen and Ace didn't dare to touch a drop of wine here. God knows if Leke will be drugged. "Mr. Solomon, although you have agreed to my mission request, you should let me know how much you are strong, right?" said Leke as he sat down. Fang Zhen squinted his left eye slightly, showing his dissatisfaction, and said, "It seems that five thousand magic crystals are not easy to earn!" Then he didn't make much movement, just took out a bottle of Hagen wine from his arms, poured half a glass, stood up and raised his head to toast. Suddenly staring at Leke, a slight fluctuation poured out of Fang Zhen's body, and the empty cup on the dining table shook slightly. Two misty circles of light surrounded Fang Zhen's body. Leke only felt that an indescribable momentum forced him to breathe a little, and he was slightly shocked in his heart, feeling that this magician was not as simple as it seemed. Torat's eyes lit up, and he felt that he had made the right bet this time. "It's a combination of wind and fire, and it's really powerful, Mr. Solomon. This time, I want to inform you that we can pay your reward in advance, but I hope that you can stake your magician badge first, after all, we have known each other for a short time, and it is difficult to really trust each other, are you right?" Leke nodded, indicating that he was satisfied with Fang Zhen's magic cultivation. Sure enough, be cautious, old fox. Fang Zhen scolded secretly in his heart, but he said, "You are right. In order to show my sincerity, you can keep this first, and remember to return it to me after the matter is completed. With that, he stopped the mana and slowly removed the magician badge from his palm. As a relatively high-level magic alchemy product, the mage badge can not only exist in the flesh and blood in the form of energy, but also use mental power to control it to break away from the flesh and blood. Of course, it is also possible to merge again. After taking it out, Fang Zhen pretended to think about it, and then slid the badge down the dining table. Taking the badge and taking a closer look, Leke smiled with satisfaction. He said, "Mr. Solomon is sincere, and I will not do you any wrong." Then he gestured to Torrat. Torat understood, took out a small box from the space ring, opened it with a small bag and put it on the dining table, and said, "This is a thousand orange citrine, and 100 purple gold coins." Fang Zhen pretended to look at it greedily, then put the bag containing the purple gold coins into the box and closed it without counting them. Fang Zhen quickly put away the space belt and said, "Since we have worked together so happily, why don't we have a drink?" Fang Zhen smiled and took the two empty cups on the dining table, poured two glasses of Hagen wine, and secretly forced a drop of blood on his finger out and dripped into the wine. Then he handed the glass of wine to Leke vigorously. Why do you have to use force? Because when the blood drops into it, you have to shake it a little bit, and the color fades. And the glass in the hotel, although it was an empty cup made of transparent crystal, the hand Fang Zhen held just covered the wine, so Leke and Torrat didn't find it boring.

"Come, we meet for the first time!" Leke smiled, took the glass, gestured, and tilted his head back.

Fang Zhen chuckled, stood up as well, raised his wine glass and drank it empty.

Leke smiled: "Hahaha, Mr. Solomon, don't worry, I will take care of the pursuit when the time comes, you just need to follow Duru and deliver a fatal blow." ”

With that, Leke turned and left.

Torat opened the door first, and as Leke walked out of the door, he suddenly stopped, tilted his head sideways, and said, "Mr. Solomon, if you don't keep your word, you should be able to think of the result." ”

Then, the two disappeared out the door. As the door closed automatically, the room fell silent.

"Master, the trace mark ......"

"Don't worry, it's on. Luckily, he didn't have any treasures on him. Fang Zhen said confidently.

"That'...... Do you really want to help them?" said Ace, a little worried.

"What do you think?" Fang Zhen didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

Ace shook his head and said he didn't know.

Fang Zhen smiled lightly, exhaled, and said, "As a man, you must keep your promise to the end, otherwise how can you win the trust of the whole world?"

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When Fang Zhen and Ace finished their full meal, they remembered that this meal was a treat for Lek when they checked out, and Fang Zhen was embarrassed to pack another fifty sticks of Green Rain Dew.

"Master, is the green rain dew delicious?" Ace asked curiously as he walked along the way, his eyes fluttering and blinking.

"You idiot, green rain is not a drink, it's wine. When you drink alcohol, you will riot with water and fire, and you will be prone to conflict. When you find a way to balance the incompatible magic power in the future, you can drink it again!" Fang Zhen shook his head with a wry smile and touched Ace's head.

Fang Zhen's mood was greatly refreshed, because he had almost a hundred green rain dew, enough to drink for a long time.

"Oh!" said Ace, a little helplessly.

When I was about to arrive at the hotel, I suddenly found a petite figure in front of the hotel, standing quietly in the evening breeze.

"Ace, I said that this little kid with a hood over his face, why is it so familiar?" Fang Zhen was stunned for a moment, looked at the figure standing under the light, and frowned.

"Master, you forgot, this is the stall owner who sells hard iron short spears!" Ace also frowned, he was a little sensitive to the people who had quarreled.

"It's her, let's go, leave her alone, let's go back to the hotel." Fang Zhen evoked an indescribable smile and continued, "Pretend not to know her later, do you know?"

"Don't know her? Oh, yes, Master. Ace was stunned for a moment, and then knew that it was the master who was going to fool again.

"Ahh

"Hmm, who are you, do we know each other?" Fang Zhen pretended to be stunned, and looked at the person in front of him in a coarse cloth robe and a turban wrapped around his face, who was shorter than Ace.

The petite figure was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "I'm the stall owner in the Taowu District! By the way, I even quarreled with him" and pointed at Ace.

Ace learned the "stunned" kung fu taught by Fang Zhen, and played an innocent facial change.

"I, I, you still quarreled with me, why don't I remember? You didn't lie to me, did you?" Ace blinked, looking innocent.

"You, you, you ......" looked at Ace's stunned look, and then looked at Fang Zhen's puzzled face, the small stall owner in the Taobao area was at a loss for a while, and couldn't react at all.

"Let's go, I don't know where the neuropathy came from!" Fang Zhen frowned and walked into the hotel.

Ace didn't even look at the small stall owner, and followed in. Only the figure of the stall owner was left sluggish in the wind.

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"Ahh

After entering the room, Fang Zhen couldn't hold back and laughed wildly.

"Master, it doesn't seem good to tease her like this!" Although Ace laughed shamelessly, he still felt that his conscience was not good after thinking about it.

"No, Ace, you've had a fight with her, why do you still talk to her......?" Interesting to her?" Fang Zhen sat on the bed and looked at Ace with a little interest.

"I, this ......" It was Ace's turn to be stunned for a while. "Master, that guy is a man! how could I ......?"

"Okay, okay, okay, I'm not going to tease you. Prepare to open the door, she should come up too. Fang Zhen walked over to the table and chair, took out the green rain dew and began to drink leisurely.

"Open the door? Oh, the stall owner must not be reconciled. Ace thought for a moment before he reacted. Turning around, the door suddenly opened.

A petite figure was spotted raising his hand, ready to knock on the door.

The stall owner and Ace were stunned at the same time, looking at each other speechless.

"Don't look, come in, little one. Fang Zhen shook his head with a smile and took a sip of wine.

The stall owner reacted and walked into the room. Then Ace closed the door. But when the stall owner walked past Ace, Ace obviously smelled a fragrance, and immediately frowned and wondered.

"Just kidding, you won't mind, right?" Fang Zhen looked at the stall owner with a smile.

The stall owner rolled his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's get into the topic." Then he took out a strip of coarse cloth from his bosom.

After opening it, what was lying inside was the hard iron short spear that Fang Zhen was interested in.

"I can sell this short spear to you cheaply, you can make a real price. The stall owner's voice was crisp and he looked like a businessman.

"Okay, since you're so sincere, how about ten gold coins?" Fang Zhen nodded and said with a sincere face.

"You!" the stall owner's eyes widened, and he was about to get angry. But he still endured it, gritted his teeth, and said, "9,000 gold coins, it can't be missing." ”

"Oh, 9,000 gold coins is not a small amount, civilians can't earn that much in their lifetime. Well, tell me why this short spear is worth so many gold coins. Looking at the stall owner's tangled eyes, Fang Zhen became interested.

The stall owner listened and muttered for a while, as if organizing the language.

"This short spear was handed down by my grandfather. My grandfather used to be an experienced hunter who frequented the Rain Forest in the north. The stall owner said slowly.

The Rain Forest is a relatively large forest in the north of the Eastern Continent, with a lot of magical beasts and many ruins, which is several levels higher than the Razor Forest.