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Volume 4 Falling into Hell Chapter 347 True Lies...

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"Of course I'm going to be frustrated! She humiliated me! This is my career, and I want to torture her, but she is so happy that she screams, 'Come again, come again!' What can I do? Continue to serve her?"

Selena cried with a look of grievance, and said with tears: "That bitch, she destroyed my pride, she destroyed my career!"

"Don't be like this." Eloise could only console him: "Selena, you are the most evil and disciplined housekeeper I have ever seen. I will never meet a better housekeeper like you in my life. Be stronger, who can

It happens one day, I mean, everyone will meet a pervert, sooner or later."

Selena cried even harder, and she said excitedly: "But I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that pervert would be an angel! This is so unexpected. Seven levels of hell, an angel is better than me

Even more powerful. She learns too fast, Lord Iloth, she learns too fast. I can no longer discipline her."

"Okay, okay." Elos comforted: "Leave her to me and I will take care of her."

"Really? You can handle it?"

"Of course. I'll handle it." Elos nodded and promised: "But you have to worry more about things in the castle. There are more and more things and they are getting more and more complicated."

"Those are all small problems, I can solve them." Selena wiped the tears on her face, and in a moment she turned back into the smart, capable and unsmiling housekeeper of the demon.

She bowed to Elloth and said: "Then I leave everything to you, Lord Elloth. I'm sorry that I couldn't complete the task. Please forgive me."

"I forgive you." Eloise waved her hand and said, "Then you can bring Gulila here later."

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Not long after Selena's footsteps faded away, a huge figure rolled in.

"Illos!" The huge, round figure shouted. "Help!"

"Uh! How could it be you?" Eloise was shocked by the person coming: "I didn't expect us to see each other so soon."

"Lord Elos." The chubby Sherlock wiped his face covered with sweat and dust: "It's great to see you again, although I didn't expect that we would meet again.

So fast. But something bad is going to happen!"

In the first level of hell, there is no wind and sand, no scorching sunshine, and no cold wind blowing in front of you.

Some are just burnt-black land that stretches to the end of the sky as if endlessly. There is a breathless desolation in that huge and vast black land.

The only thing that can bring surprises is the fireballs that occasionally fall from the sky, and occasionally the explosions of fireballs are heard from far or near.

After the celestial army swept them away, there were far fewer annoying wandering devils along the way, making the journey even more dull and boring.

This kind of road is really smooth and calm. Sitting in the special shell of a giant snail that is smooth, fast, safe and comfortable, looking at the scenery outside the window, with endless larvae at hand. For Sherlock, this journey is really wonderful.

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No news is the best news.

There are too few boring and leisurely days in hell, and the fat businessman is willing to stay so bored forever.

Sherlock looked at the world outside the window with a good mood. Even if this journey was in hell, the scenery outside the window was always an unchanged layer of scorched black land, which could not hinder Sherlock's good mood at all.

The great businessman Sherlock will not let the scenery of hell affect his mood. Sherlock is in a good mood purely because he finally got rid of the burdensome group of dying dark elves in the recent transaction.

When Sherlock got this batch of elves, he was so excited that he almost couldn't sleep all night long.

"Developed, developed."

This word kept ringing in his mind. No matter it was day or night, no matter whether he opened or closed his eyes, there was always a voice roaring in his head:

"Developed, developed."

Although this is the first time Sherlock has sold slaves like dark elves, it is obvious that creatures like dark elves are a luxury item among slaves, especially female elves, who can usually be sold at high prices.

Especially in hell, the price of elven slaves has always been high, even for dark elves.

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But it wasn't until the caravan was on the road that Sherlock realized that what he was selling this time was not thick-skinned tauren, orcs with tenacious vitality, or something else.

This time Sherlock's cargo was a group of dark elves. Elves are originally beautiful and delicate creatures, but you must know that the word "delicate items" is inextricably linked to "delicate" in many places, so the dark

Elves are not only delicate, but also delicate.ωωw..net

Until now, Sherlock has still not been able to figure out why these dark elves are not adapted to the environment of hell?

Still not used to their cage?

In short, no matter what methods the merchants came up with, these dark elves kept dying, first one by one, and then one by one. There was no reason, so there was nothing to stop them.

After walking all the way, the dark elf died all the way.

Sherlock passed one castle after another. Some castles had been abandoned for hundreds of years, while others were abandoned only recently.

Of course, many of them left after selling all their slaves and tools.

Along the way, Shylock could only keep buying and buying again, but never sold once.

No one would buy slaves at this sensitive time, so Sherlock could only bring those elves along, and those dark elves continued to die along the way.

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This made Sherlock very distressed. You must know that every time a dark elf dies, it is a huge loss for Sherlock.

It's like standing in front of Sherlock and throwing the disaster coins into the River Styx one by one. If you really do this, you will still hear the sound of the disaster coins falling into the water, but now Sherlock can't even hear the sound.

Less than.

This is undoubtedly a torture for the businessman Shylock.

This torture did not stop until more than 700 elves died and then 52 elves died.

Fortunately, I met Elos, and those elves were finally sold at a suitable price, and of course some strange things were sold along with them.

Speaking of which, this is the first time Sherlock has sold goods along the way.

In any case, this trade route is becoming more and more difficult to travel. As more and more devils and castle owners leave, this road becomes more and more remote.

But Shylock is not troubled by this at all. As a successful businessman, he understands that most things in the world have two sides. It has a good side and a bad side.

As this business becomes more and more remote, it also means that this road will become safer and safer.

At least the patrol team of Heaven Realm will not patrol to such a remote place out of boredom.

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In this chaotic era, safety is a super luxury word. No matter how much disaster coins you spend, it is difficult to buy safety.

And Sherlock doesn't like taking risks. After all, money can be earned slowly, but there is only one life.

Sherlock's philosophical thoughts, half lying on the seat, were interrupted by a sudden shout.

A gray dwarf hurriedly ran in with his short legs. He panted loudly and shouted hoarsely: "Old..., old, master."

"Master Sherlock." Sherlock impatiently helped the dwarf finish his sentence and said, "That person is me, and I know it. Please tell me the key points."

"It's really bad." The gray dwarf finally managed to catch his breath and said, "It's really bad. The angel patrol is here."

"What!" Sherlock opened his mouth in disbelief, almost eating the gray dwarf and the news he brought: "Angel's patrol! How is this possible? Are they already so bored?"

"Really, sir, it is indeed an angel. Those wings and that light are unmistakable."

"How many people?"

The fat businessman looked frightened. If there was a hole in the ground, he would be the first to get in.

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It's a pity that even if there is a hole in the ground, there is no such a large model, and even if there is such a huge hole that can accommodate Sherlock's figure, it will not have any concealment effect.


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