While Maya was shopping with Hesheng in the Golden City, where the Prairie Hundred Tribes Trade Conference was located, Dalak also took the people of the Zhuoba tribe to sell all the goods.

Immediately, under the pretext of the patriarch's special mission, Darak left the people of the Zhuoba tribe and came to a hidden alley in the Golden City.

"I'm looking for Old Scar!"

Darak lowered his hat and whispered, such a thing must not be seen by the rest of the Zhuoba tribe, and it is best not to let the people of other tribes know.

This is a secret stronghold of the killer organization, the last time his father, the patriarch of the Zhuoba tribe brought him, he originally wanted to commission the killing of the patriarch of the Hera tribe, but the old grandmaster powerhouse needed a reward that they could not afford, so they had to give up.

This time, Darak has already let go, planning to take out all the wealth he has accumulated for more than 20 years and the wealth of cattle and sheep exchange transactions, and buy a murderer to kill Hesheng!

He couldn't take it anymore!

Then an old man about fifty or sixty years old, with a hideous scar on his face, as hideous and twisted as a centipede, walked out slowly, glanced at Dalak coldly, and said coldly:

"Say, who are you going to kill, what strength and identity?"

As he spoke, Dalak walked in, and with a bang, the door slammed shut, leaving only a glimmer of light in the room, as if there were poisonous snakes lurking behind, making Dalak shudder.

Dalak swallowed a mouthful of saliva, endured the throbbing in his heart, and said in a different voice:

"Hesheng of the Zhuoba tribe, this is a portrait, there is no identity, as for the strength......

The pricing of the killer organization is divided according to identity, but also according to strength, the more noble and powerful the person, the higher the price!

Hesheng's identity is nothing unusual, just a person who was taken in, and he lost his memory.

But the strength ......

Darac wanted to belittle him, but he knew that it would make the Killer Organization misjudge, and not only would it fail miserably, but it would make the Killer Organization hostile to him.

Dalak groaned, and in the cold gaze of the old scar, he said intently:

"A first-class master, you should have the position of a first-class master!"

"Five hundred gold talers!"

The words of the old scar, the contact of the killer organization, made Darac startled, and he held back his anger and said:

"A first-class master even needs five hundred gold thalers, but I heard that a strong grandmaster only needs one thousand to two thousand gold thalers!"

A Jintale, but an old herdsman may not earn it in a month!

As the son of the patriarch and a first-class powerhouse, Darak has accumulated so many years, and he has accumulated less than three hundred gold tales!

Last time, they wanted the killer to kill the patriarch of the Hera tribe, it was a veteran grandmaster powerhouse, close to the peak of the grandmaster, and it was only two thousand gold talers!

If it was like Hetotai that I met before, I'm afraid a thousand gold tales would be enough!

And the old scar said coldly:

"Our killer organization has always been foolproof, this time we will send a Grandmaster powerhouse, two first-class powerhouses, as killers, to ensure that on the way back from your Zhuoba tribe, God will kill that Hesheng unknowingly!"

Hearing that Old Scar pointed out at a glance that he was from the Zhuoba tribe and saw through his disguise, Darak was shocked and angry, shocked by the intelligence strength of the killer organization.

Immediately hearing that Old Scar actually said that he would send a Grandmaster powerhouse and two first-class powerhouses as killers, Dahlak was overjoyed again.

After muttering for a long time, Darak gritted his teeth and decided to embezzle a part of the money from the sale this time, as long as he killed Hesheng.

"That's it, you get what you pay for! Five hundred gold tales, as long as I can kill you Hesheng, I will be satisfied! ”

After Dalak's reluctant payment was completed, he stepped out of the alley, already with a look of joy on his face, extremely satisfied.

Such a strong lineup, one Grandmaster Killer and two first-class killers, killing Ha Sheng, is more than enough!

As for wealth, with Dalak's current ability, it won't take long to earn it back, and maybe one day, Dalak himself will be able to become a strong grandmaster, and his future is immeasurable.

At that time, I'm afraid that Hesheng will have become a piece of loess!

And he may be able to hold Maya and take the children to give the river a stick of incense!

Darak grinned, in a good mood, no longer had the depression and resentment he had before, and thought about going to find Maya.

It's just that after finding Maya, Dalak's face turned gloomy again.

"Hesheng, ah, open your mouth and eat sugar gourd!"

Maya's fair-skinned and slender fingers carefully pinched a sugar gourd and sweetly fed it into Hesheng's mouth.

"Sweet or not?"

Looking at Maya's expectant gaze, Kawa Sheng swallowed the sugar gourd with a grunt, gave a thumbs up and said:

"It's so sweet!"

Maya, on the other hand, looked at Hesheng with disgust and said:

"How do you eat so fast, what if you choke on it? One more, eat slowly, and more! ”

As she spoke, Maya pinched another sugar gourd and gently fed it into Hesheng's mouth.

Then the eyes of the two were full of happy and sweet smiles.

The people around them also laughed kindly, looking at this little couple, intimate and intimate.

It's just that this scene fell into Dalak's eyes, but it was so dazzling, as if poking his eyes with a long thin needle, making his eyes blood-red.

Soon, though, Dalak burst out laughing, and laughed so coldly.

"Ha Sheng, you just enjoy your last good time, it won't be long before you can't laugh......"

Dalak thought for a moment, a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and took the initiative to step forward.

Maya looked at Dalak with some wariness, suspecting that this guy was coming to look for trouble again.

And Ha Sheng didn't care, and protected Maya behind him.

Seeing this scene, Dalak's eyes became deeper and deeper, but his face did not move, but laughed enthusiastically:

"Hesheng, thank you for the previous incident, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have died at the feet of that bastard of the Hera tribe, how about I invite you to eat our barbecue? Here is the on-site golden city of the grassland hundred tribes trading conference, there is a kind of golden barbecue, which is very delicious! ”

Seeing that Dalak actually took the initiative to turn the war into a jade silk, and even wanted to thank Hesheng, the kind-hearted and innocent Maya, he suddenly laughed happily:

"Hehe, the golden barbecue is really delicious, I just wanted to bring Hesheng over to eat it!"

And Ha Sheng nodded lightly and said:

"Good!"

However, just as the Mayan trio were eating the golden barbecue, something happened suddenly......

This stall of Golden Barbecue is full of people inside and out, and it is blocked.

A greedy and playful voice came from within.

"Little girl, how about being my Khoba's concubine, and I'll give you a dowry of 1,000 gold thalers?"