For the Flame Rose, not only has its business not been affected in the slightest, but has become extremely hot, not to mention the first and second floors, which are usually very lively, that is, the lowest winter floor, have become crowded, almost to the point where every piece can put down the ass is a person, and those who can't put the ass can put their feet are all standing people.

Where there are many people, there must be a lot of right and wrong, but here, no one dares to cause trouble, because the boss's background makes those who love to cause trouble unaffordable.

The full guests make the girls happy to close their legs, the golden coins can't stop filling their pockets, even the girls who usually look average are completely idle, except for the soft to eat, drink, pull, scatter these four things, they are in the account all day long, there is no need to worry about being picked, and even some guests are willing to pay extra to let them participate in the four.

The room full of men was staring at them in addition to drinking, and as soon as they were done, they were immediately pulled from one person's leg to another's leg.

Yes, the private room is no longer enough, the hall is full of all kinds of sounds, but the mainstream, is the moaning of different tones, which is very bad, in this environment, people who originally only wanted to drink do not drink, people who don't want to drink don't want to drink, people who haven't been here want to come once, people who have been here once, and want to be a second time, and even some guests who are unwilling to wait, choose some services that can be carried out at the same time, and the atmosphere is becoming more and more weird.

So these people who suddenly crowded the tavern, their identities have been revealed, they are gold diggers and mercenaries who were forced out of the woodland, although they were forced out of the woodland, but they are not too worried, when they are forced to do some temporary conversion between the two, there is no big problem, and mercenaries are a profession that makes war money.

The world is in chaos, and it's too late for them to be happy, no, now the mercenaries are saying that there will be a big deal coming to the door in the past two days, and they have noses and eyes, which makes it impossible to refute. So before taking on the big deal, they naturally have to indulge themselves, otherwise if they accidentally miss, won't they have nothing to enjoy?

As for the female guests, they are usually in the backyard or private room, and rarely appear in the lobby unless there is a special need, and now in this hot scene, it is almost impossible to see those tight and sexy figures.

In this seemingly chaotic, but no one dares to cross the line of Flame Rose, there is a private room compared to the outside, but it is very different, the biggest difference is that it is full of men. This made the bartender who came in every time he came in to deliver the wine dare not take a breath, and after putting the wine on the large round table in the middle of the private room, he immediately flashed, for fear that he would be tied up as a woman if he ran slowly.

The big round table is very large, even if it is all five big and three thick strong men, it can sit nearly twenty people, and the private room is even larger, in this place where it is difficult to find seats now, such a large room is packed, but only less than ten people can be seated. Among them, facing the doorway, sitting on the main throne was the guard standing behind Finn on the inner wall.

"Mistress Quentin," the nearest to the guard's right was a middle-aged man covered in black iron armor, who was squinting at the one-eyed and asked the guard with his stubble chin, "Whatever you called me over this time, my request is at least 2 gold coins per person." ”

As soon as the words fell, Quentin's right hand was distributed, and the hook-nosed man immediately continued, "The black bear's request is the silver fox's request." ”

As the voices of the two people ended, the people present mentioned their own demands one after another, and because they were not used to seeing each other's demands higher than their own or daring to equalize themselves, they argued, and the scene was lively for a while.

Quentin smiled, ignored them, took the red liquid that the bartender had just brought in, poured a full glass into his own glass, and slowly smacked, staring at the cup in his hand, as if studying how the hollowed-out wood used as a container could extract a few bits of tender green from the wall of the cup.

It was a skill he had learned by chance when he attended a meeting of Lord Korovoz, though he didn't know if it was a skill or if it was in the nature of the Lord. If you want to quarrel, the more I will let you quarrel enough, and when you are tired of arguing, I will slap you again and slap them all to death.

Besides, what they said didn't matter at all, because what they said was definitely not as important as what they said, and what they had in their minds was one or two gold coins, but what they were carrying was the whole of the Eastern Outer City, and they could only figure out one toe, and they had already seen the whole fruit woman in the depiction of Lord Korovoz.

By the way, the two glasses of wine that I drank were worth a lot of money, and it is said that after washing the fresh grapes, they were all thrown into a large vat, and the naked virgin jumped in and crushed all the ingredients with his body, so that the wine made had a faint aroma.

Smashing his mouth, Quentin said in his heart that there was nothing special at all.

With a sentence such as [...... It depends on what the adults say......] 、[...... It's like, what you say is an egg......] 、[...... Don't make any noise, listen to what Mistress Quentin has to say......] With such words, the scene gradually quieted down, and Quentin finally tasted a little difference from the third glass of wine.

He burped, slowly glanced around, and slashed at the eager or suspicious faces, as if he was afraid that he would never see them again.

Then Quentin stretched out a slap in the middle of the convergence of his eyes, and spat out a sentence that made the mercenary captains stunned, ecstatic, or completely disbelieving, "Five gold coins each." ”

Hiss——!

There was a gasping sound all of a sudden, five, if it is a big group like a grizzly bear and a silver fox, you can get six or seven hundred gold coins at one time, not to mention the head of the group, that is, the mercenaries below, can play in the flame rose for nearly half a month, such a reward is not very rich and can be described.

"What's the mission?!! someone asked impatiently.

This time, no one was talking nonsense, all staring intently at Quentin's mouth, which was still sipping on wine from time to time.

"This is the ticket money to enter the outer city," Quentin hiccuped again in his eyes, looking confident and unscrupulous, "Luolong City paid you." ”

This sentence was like a basin of ice water, instantly extinguishing the enthusiasm of most people, except for a few who were still staring at Quentin steadily, waiting for him to continue, most of them left their elbows off the table, put their backs back on the wooden chair, clasped their hands on their chests, pinched their chins and lowered their heads to think.