"What's the matter, shouldn't you say no at this time, but your hand doesn't hesitate to take things back, and you can't do it?"

"Well, Mr. Cook, I don't quite understand what you mean. ”

"I don't understand, heh, let's talk about this six-district gold card first," Al picked out the card and forced it back into the hands of the chief steward, "It's not a big deal for us to keep this purchase value every month, but the question is, do I dare to come, and don't you know if the answer is yes or no?"

I believe that the same answer is given to other people, and they are full of joy, and then they are sent to the sky by you with joy......!

After shaking his body, he continued to stab the knife in Smith's face.

But I have to say that the attitude of the chief steward is really good, not only looking at the serf seriously, but also nodding in agreement, and the sudden realization on his face really seems to be like this.

“...... Speaking of the guy who almost sent you Heiberg's 'untreatable friend' to heaven...... Hey, I remember she was the finale for 6,000 gold coins, right, right?"

Al asked the people nearby one by one, of course, no one dared to answer, so the question mark finally had to be on the face of Smith, who nodded slowly, "You say, what would have happened if I hadn't tried so hard to stop her?"

"It's going to get tricky. ”

"Hmph, it's just a small problem that my swords are missing, anyway, you don't take the two thousand gold coins seriously, right, but if the Kraken is gone, where are you going to find another Kraken in a short time?

The steward nodded.

"The goods are gone, even if you are willing to accompany 6,000 gold coins to the No. 2 buyer, I'm afraid that people won't be satisfied, right?

The steward nodded again.

"However, this is actually just a small problem, if such a guy is allowed to run around the dungeon with a weapon......" The serf waved his hand and made a cutting gesture, and said with a smile, "I will tell you about a sword and a 'distinguished guest'! What is the identity of the person, what is the place here, and if something happens in such a place, can you hide it if you want to? If this kind of thing is known to other buyers, hum ......"

In fact, this question is really hard to say, because he was afraid that he would disappear, Al didn't dare to pull it anymore, only laughed twice, and then let go of all the pockets in his hand and fell to the ground, and turned back, "Now you tell me, what is the 'Hyberg Chamber of Commerce that you represent, no disadvantage, friend' is doing?!"

"Mr. Cook, this is indeed what I considered—"

"I will also send a gold card for the sixth district, ahh

"—not thoughtful enough. ”

The stirring spit sprayed the head steward's head and face, and this action frightened No. 92 to strain the long black and white legs, and the small hand hidden in the dark also woke up the serf who was suddenly a little out of play.

Ah, that's not too much to compare, isn't it?

......

The scene was the same as Smith's face, stiffened for a moment, but the frozen smile came alive in a more familiar and natural posture in the next moment, and the serf's heart was relieved.

The chief steward smiled and took out a small handkerchief from his arms, wiped his face, and asked one of the guards with a smile, "Has the road out been cleaned up now?"

"It should have been clean. ”

He nodded, and smiled at the serf, "Mr. Cook, I can see that you should like Harbin steel products, but unfortunately, we don't have such things in our inventory anymore, and I don't know if you like Harbin steel ingots or not, if I can, I hope to give you a large piece of it-"

"Yes, I want both. ”

“......”

The two Harbin steel ingots were auctioned at the price of 1050 and 1700 gold coins respectively, and this sentence required at least one more 1050.

The head manager's eyebrows raised, and after a pause, he was about to nod, but Al, who accurately grasped this small detail, had already taken the lead and slashed again, "Hagang whetstone also wants to ...... Well, anyway, you have to sharpen seven weapons, Mr. Smith, you can watch and give it, I believe that you Hayberg will not treat your good friend who is working hard for you tonight. ”

I don't know what that thing looks like and how much it costs, but judging from the tension of the little hand on the waist, I'm afraid the price is not cheap, since that's the case, then ......

The six-zone gold card, which is said to work in all shops in Highberg, should not be used at all......

After a brief pause, Smith took a deep breath and finally pursed his lips and nodded, "Mr. Cook, do you have any other suggestions?"

In view of the strong veto expressed by the small hand behind his waist, Al also pursed his lips, made a reluctant look, and after a slight groan, nodded, "No, Heiberg really lives up to his reputation, I am satisfied, and I will definitely praise Mr. Smith's admirable qualities in my field." ”

As soon as the words came out, a slight smile appeared on the face of the chief manager, and the smile gradually expanded and bloomed again.

This kind of laughter shocked the serf's heart and made him regret it.

- This knife is still too light?!

Carefully calculate the front and back......

Isn't this light, 2100 plus 1050 plus 1700, it's just 4850, even if you add a few more Harbin steel whetstones, it shouldn't be enough to reach 6000, and if you let the kraken run over, the total losses of Haiberg will definitely far exceed this number.

This kind of emotion was probably seen by the chief steward again, he smiled and picked up all the pockets on the ground, and presented it to the fledgling buyer with both hands together with the six-district gold card, and his tone returned to the same gentle as at the beginning, "Please accept this, I believe that as long as you go there once, you will definitely like it." ”

Adhering to the principle of not wanting nothing in vain, Al re-accepted the six-district card, which has a one-month expiration date, and even if it expires, the pure gold card body can be worth three or five gold coins.

Then the two sides entered a friendly handshake and farewell session, Smith naturally advised the nestling buyer to stay, after all, it was not too early, it was too risky to travel alone with such a valuable thing in the middle of the night, and in the process, there was already a guard running to prepare for the "friendship" of the Hayberg Chamber of Commerce.

But how dare the serf stay for a long time, the survival rule upheld by the creatures who see the light and die is to come quietly, go quietly, and don't shoot guns, but now he is afraid that he has left a deep impression on the number one person in the underground palace, in case people suddenly associate this impression with "Blood Falcon Carlo", then hehehe.

Just as he was thinking this, there was a rush of footsteps at the end of the corridor leading to the rest area, and he subconsciously broke away from No. 92 and stood up, and his eyes began to turn white in the process, and if it weren't for Smith's hand support, the serf almost fell on the spot because of a sudden violent dizziness in his brain.

It must have been too tired and tired for the past two days, he comforted himself so much, completely ignoring the kind of dizziness that was entrained, similar to the feeling of sudden distraction, if it wasn't for a sudden high-frequency sneer mixed in the footsteps, then the comfort would have taken effect, and everything would still be fine.

He looked up in amazement, only to see the kraken being guarded by two black-armored guards staring at this side, the orange-red fire hitting those sapphire eyes, and what was reflected was like a real resentment!

Beside them, a black-clad guard without a helmet was leaning his mouth into Smith's ear, and Number 92 whispered to the Fledgling Buyer that it was the Chief of the Guard.

Before they could say a word, the Steward's face changed, and all the gentleness and tolerance were completely dissipated, and all that was left was a monstrous rage, and he ordered a few guards to escort the Kraken away, and then he took the lead and ran towards the rest area, so anxious that he didn't have time to say hello to the nestling buyer.

Bang ......

As soon as the footsteps sounded, it didn't take long for all these people to disappear, only the stunned No. 92 remained, and the even more stunned serf, he wiped his forehead with a trembling hand and wiped off a handful of cold sweat.

Staring at the cold liquid in his hand, he seemed to be lost in thought, and as if lost in memory, until the pockets in his hands slipped off one by one, and a series of crisp chirps came out, and he gasped as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, looking left and right, and he didn't know what to look for.

Must be too tired...... Must be too tired......

“...... Mr. Cook?"

"Huh?" the serf looked up suddenly, and could not remember when the person beside him had begun to call, and when he had picked up the pockets that had fallen to the ground one by one.

"Shall we go?"

He said yes, walked away, and was pulled by No. 92 before he took two steps away, and when he turned his head, the two were stunned.

"You...... Is this going back to the senior district? If you're going out," the receptionist pointed in the other direction, "then we should go this way." ”

"Oooh, I almost forgot. ”

"Please follow me. ”

They walked a long way in the Yongdao before they encountered the first fork, after that, the back of the Yongdao began to appear two by two groups of black guards, and then encountered several forks, some two, some three, four, and even some are simply an egg-shaped room, after entering, there is a circle of Yongdaokou, and the Yongdao is not all upward.

If there is no one to show her way, I'm afraid that even if she lets go of the kraken here, she won't be able to find the right way to go up.

As he walked, the slope of the road became larger, and there were handles on the wall for people to grasp, Al wanted to catch it, and always felt that he was a little floating when he walked, but No. 92 was carrying 2,000 gold coins and stepping on high-heeled leather boots to walk steadily, how could he, a big man with empty hands, be embarrassed to walk against the wall?

I have to say, from behind, this guy's charm wrapped in a short skirt is really life-threatening when he walks around, and the thought of just parting the half-exposed white thighs and gently turning the silk white aside can explore the future, this kind of twisting is even more fatal.

Thinking about it, he suddenly wanted to slap himself, why didn't he ask Smith for a few sets of new underwear just now?!

When this frustration gradually transitioned into a certain suspicion under the catalyst of memories, they arrived at the first security checkpoint, with No. 92, who knew all about these people, and everything went well, followed by the second, and then the third.

In the last level, the serf gets two packages, one long and one oval, the former containing seven long or short Hagang composite weapons, and the latter the two Hagang ingots and three whetstones slightly longer than the palm.

The whetstone can clearly see the two wave dividing lines from the side, the main body in the middle is ordinary iron, only on both sides of the pouring Harbin steel layer, the texture is thick and fine, while rough grinding and fine grinding.

It is said that there are only these three stocks in the dungeon, and there are also them on it, but "Master Cook" is in a hurry, and people have no time to prepare, and this thing is sold for sixty or seventy gold coins on it, and Smith will not lie because he is reluctant to give up two or three hundred gold coins.

Seeing that the fledgling buyer bought more than 4,000 gold coins at one time, the guards at the security checkpoint had a very good attitude, but unfortunately, this group of guards was not the one at the entrance, otherwise Al really wanted to have fun in sadness.

No, why be sad? He's now fully loaded!

......

At first, he thought he was sad to be back at Harmony, to the humiliating ruling of the Third House, or to the suspicions of No. 92.

He did unconsciously change his idea of "just to help the other party get out of here" and wanted to take the other party with him, but now this is obviously impossible.

After excluding these two things, this sadness comes inexplicably, somewhat ethereal, but it also has a rotten smell that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

Whenever he connected it to the resentment in the Siren's eyes, the decaying sorrow seemed to suddenly come to life, palpitating and unconfronting, and he had to divert his attention.

"Number 92, wait a minute. ”

Obviously, the closer she got to the exit, the more excited No. 92 was with a large bag on her back, and although the two never spoke, this emotion overflowed from her pace, breathing, and even the trembling of her shoulders and buttocks, and the mouth, which was the main outlet, as soon as it opened, almost filled the corridor that was bright and dark, and the slope was lowered again.

It was as if she had been trying to speak, but she didn't dare to break the silence first.

"I'm here, Mr. Cook, and a little walk to the exit, which is actually a bit far from Wells Street, huh...... Where are we staying? If it's far away, I know of a place close to it, we can go there for a night's rest, after all you look exhausted, and I can do it for you—"

"Nope. ”