"Haha, hello, Boss Black Knife, long time no see. I brought guests here today." Seeing the bald head walking quickly, Thomson immediately stepped forward with a smile on his face.
"Get out of my way, old dog, don't block my way." However, Black Knife didn't seem to take kindly to Thomson, and directly stretched out a huge rough palm to throw the poor clerk aside.
In just a few seconds, the bald man with huge strides had arrived in front of Moriarty. However, when he wanted to continue moving forward, he was stopped abruptly by White.
Black Knife stopped and looked at White who was blocking him, and White looked at him coldly. The two men with very different styles just stood there, staring at each other without giving in, as if they were opponents about to start a life-and-death duel.
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However, after looking at each other for a moment, the bald head suddenly chuckled, took two steps back, and then loudly said to White: "You are not bad, you are a real man. You should have a lot of lives under your hands, right?"
"I can't remember clearly." White did not relax because of Black Knife's initiative to retreat. Instead, he was more cautious. Because as a mid-level warrior, his intuition told him that the big bald head in front of him was probably a person not weaker than
The powerful presence of Hellfire Lawrence. If the opponent suddenly launched an attack at this distance, White was not even sure he could survive a minute.
"Haha, don't be nervous, young man." Seemingly seeing White's vague hostility, Black Blade laughed again, and then said to Moriarty from the air: "Is he yours?"
"He is my companion." Moriarty nodded, took a step forward, and stood side by side with White.
"Okay, now that you're here, don't stand outside. Come in and take a look." He looked at Moriarty and White again, nodded with his bald head, and then turned around and returned to his shop.
After looking at each other, Moriarty and White followed them into the arsenal-like store.
At this time, there were two other customers in the shop selecting goods. However, they were not merchants from within the kingdom, but barbarians from Krulod.
"Hey, let me tell you, what's the price of this iron ax?" When he saw the bald man returning, a short barbarian wearing a huge goat's head hat asked in a rough voice, his voice was so loud that it almost shook the entire store.
Buzzing.
"This? Five hundred kingdom gold coins." Heidao glanced at the guest coldly, with a cold light like a butcher's in his eyes, and quoted casually.
"Five hundred? You horsehide, why don't you go out and grab it? A fine steel double-edged ax is only sold for four hundred gold coins outside." Hearing the price given by the bald head, the short barbarian jumped up and violently
His personality made him start scolding him directly.
"Okay, then why don't you go out and buy it, you little bastard?" the bald head spat directly at the barbarian with disdain.
"You!" Faced with the unabashed humiliation of the bald man, the short barbarian's face immediately turned red, and his breathing became rapid and heavy, sounding like a kettle about to boil.
"Do you feel uncomfortable? Then get out of here and don't hinder me from doing business." Heidao seemed to have not seen the angry expression on the other side at all, and continued to add fuel to the fire and yelled loudly.
"Fuck me!" Finally, the short barbarian could no longer control his emotions. He clenched his fist and prepared to rush towards the bald head.
However, at this moment, a slender and powerful finger suddenly placed on the barbarian's shoulder. Immediately, the short barbarian seemed to have been poured a bucket of ice water all over his body. He instantly calmed down, and then stopped talking.
He made a sound and stepped aside.
"Five hundred gold coins, is there any room for price reduction?" Standing behind the short barbarian was a female wolf orc wearing a bright red cloak. She was beautiful and full of wildness. She had a pair of light blue eyes, cold and cold.
Sexy, as if it contains the ancient glaciers in the remote wilderness, with a fatal temptation.
"No more." The bald head glanced at the female werewolf, shook his head and directly rejected the other party's attempt to negotiate, but at least he put away the inexplicable provocation.
"So what about this kind of sword? It must be cheaper than an ax, right?" The female werewolf did not continue to dwell on the price of the iron ax, but pointed to another thin-edged scimitar on the wall and asked.
It is a steel-edged scimitar with a crescent arc. It is about one meter in length and weighs about ten pounds. It is a type of light weapon. The blade of the scimitar is very thin, so it appears to be very sharp. But if used improperly, or
If you chop hard objects indiscriminately, the blade will soon turn over and curl up because it cannot withstand the force, and then lose its lethality.
"This is three hundred and fifty gold coins, no bargaining." Heidao moved his bald head from side to side, and then said the price.
"Three hundred and fifty gold coins... Okay, just three hundred and fifty gold coins. I want a hundred. When can I deliver the goods?" The female werewolf made a very quick decision. She agreed to the other party's price without much thought, and then immediately asked
road.
"You pay now and you can get the goods right away." Heidao's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice.
"Okay." The female werewolf smiled with satisfaction.
Then, the female werewolf took a small gray bag directly from her waist, untied the rope at the mouth of the bag, and then turned the bag to face the ground.
"Whoa!"
Immediately, an endless stream of golden sand poured out of the mouth of the pocket like a small waterfall, falling to the ground, and soon began to pile up.
"Space pocket!" Moriarty looked at the gray pocket in the female werewolf's hand and raised her eyebrows.
After about a minute, the female werewolf took back the small bag, tightened it again, and tied it back to her belt. By this time, mounds of golden sand nearly one meter high had piled up on the floor of the store.
"There are almost 35,000 gold coins here, you can check it out." The female werewolf looked up at the black knife and smiled with unknown meaning.
Heidao frowned tightly, glanced at the golden sand dune, and then at the female werewolf. Finally, seemingly reluctantly, he walked forward and squatted down, picked up a handful of golden sand and examined it carefully.
"Are you from Wolfgang?" After rubbing the tiny gold particles in his hands vigorously, Heidao suddenly stood up straight and asked loudly.
"Yes, I am indeed from Wolfgang. But so what? Or, you, an old guy who was kicked out of 'Sheltered Light', still want to kill me here directly?" The female werewolf laughed coldly.
, the fangs loomed, and the arrogance was fully revealed.
It turns out that this is the true face of this female werewolf, and the forbearance and concession just now were just a shallow illusion.
"What does Wolfgang do?" From a little distance away, White couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
"The largest bandit organization in the wasteland, possesses a privateering license issued by the Krolod military." Moriarty replied softly.
“What about ‘Light of Refuge’?”
"I don't know that either." Moriarty shook his head.
Just when Moriarty had finished speaking, Black Saber suddenly burst out laughing for no reason. Amidst the laughter, Black Saber slowly stretched out his right hand and took one from the cell wall next to him.
An extremely long sword. At the same time, a rust-colored halo began to dimly light up under its feet.
"Little girl, do you want to try?" The sword pointed straight at the female werewolf, but the smile of the black knife had turned into a ferocious one.
"Okay, let's give it a try." The female werewolf narrowed her eyes slightly, and a cold blue light appeared from her eyes.
For a moment, two completely different but equally strong and abnormal fighting auras condensed, merged, and boiled together between Black Knife and the female werewolf. Even Thomson, who was hiding far outside the store, could see that this time Black Knife
The fight with the barbarians seems to be coming for real. Once the conflict actually breaks out, it will definitely be a fierce and bloody battle, and it is likely to end with the complete death of one party.
However, just when the fierce fighting spirit was about to reach the boiling point in the depressing confrontation, suddenly, the arm holding the sword of Heidao quietly dropped down.
"Clang!" With a sound, the big sword slipped out of the loosened palm and hit the hard ground heavily. Then it bounced up and fell again, as if with some inexplicable struggle and helplessness.
The rust-colored halo at the foot of the black knife also dimmed unusually and unwillingly after a few bright and dark moments.
"Take it, go find Frank outside to pick up the goods, and then get lost." Black Knife lowered his head deeply, unable to see his expression at all. He just threw a bronze medal engraved with strange numbers at the female werewolf, and then
No more action.
"Snapped."
The female werewolf caught the bronze medal, glanced at it, and then handed it to the short barbarian beside her, who immediately turned around and walked out.
About five minutes later, the short barbarian returned again and whispered a few words to the female werewolf.
"Well, not bad." The female werewolf nodded with satisfaction, looked at the black sword that had been discarded, and then walked out of the shop.
But before leaving, the female werewolf suddenly smiled coldly: "The light of shelter...hehehe..." and then disappeared into the dark and damp corridor with the barbarian entourage.
"Come on, let's go there." Moriarty watched the barbarian walk away, then withdrew his gaze and walked towards the black knife.
White followed closely.
"Hello, warrior. Now, can we choose the goods?" Moriarty walked straight in front of Black Knife, raised his head, looked at the bald man who was much taller than himself, and said calmly.
"Boy, are you making fun of me?" Heidao shook his eyes. He wanted to laugh but couldn't seem to laugh, so he said in a dull voice.
"No, I didn't mean to make fun of you. This is just my true opinion." Moriarty shook his head.
"What's your true opinion? Do you think a person who throws down his weapon when facing a battle will be a warrior?" Black Knife's voice was very low, as if he was asking Moriarty, but also seemed to be asking himself.
"Those who dare to kill are just proving that they are not cowards; but those who dare to kill themselves are truly brave. Because 'killing oneself' is a hundred times more difficult than 'killing the enemy'." Moriarty said every word.
Said: "I witnessed everything. I saw a warrior bravely 'kill himself' with his sense of responsibility and belief. And that person is you, Black Knife."
"...Boy, you are really good at talking." After another moment of silence, Heidao slowly raised his head, with the same rough smile on his dark face again: "But, I'm starting to like you a little bit.
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"This is my honor. Of course, I hope you can give me a certain discount later, instead of ruthlessly killing your guests like you did just now." Moriarty also smiled and nodded.
"Don't worry, my sword will always be swung at the enemy." Heidao laughed loudly.
