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Chapter 1644 a city

"Understood." The team took action immediately. This plan was so exciting that it disrupted the slave area!

"Wait!" A team member suddenly rushed in with a strange look on his face: "Five people from the Pangu tribe came and came straight here. The leader... looks a bit like... the fourth prince of the Pangu tribe, Tai Lang!"

"Oh? The prince is actually here in Bailu City? It seems that the Pangu clan attaches great importance to this place! How many people did he bring with him?" Hanzuo twisted his neck and moved his body.

"I only brought four of them, like bodyguards."

"Coming towards us?"

"They have a clear sense of direction and came straight here. It's not like they were selecting slaves."

"Could it be that they are here for Dong Qingniu?" Hanzuo thought for a moment.

"Are we still going to take action?"

Hanzuo pondered for a while: "Tai Lang is very popular among the Pangu tribe, so we can't touch him for the time being. Well... your sister will act as planned and disperse to various slave camps, but don't rush to take action, follow my instructions."

On the top floor of the hotel, the guard reported again: "The Pangu people have entered the hotel, do you want to receive them?"

Dong Qingniu withdrew his gaze from looking at the ancient city: "Let it in."

A moment later, Tai Lang pushed open the door, and stood in front of the door with a strong body of more than three meters. An intimidating aura filled the room, and even the light dimmed. His square and tiger eyes fell on Dong Qingniu.

A voice sounded like a bell on his body: "Are you Dong Qingniu?"

"Sign up!" Dong Qingniu picked up the heavy knife and placed it on the stone table in front of him.

Although his size of more than two meters was not as exaggerated as Tailang, with his aura and strength, he was not weak in the slightest, and he faced off steadily, causing the guards behind Tailang to look at him a few more times.

"It's not easy to find you. I know how to choose a place." Tai Lang grasped the giant ax tightly and placed it on the stone table, showing that he was not hostile. "Pangu tribe, fourth prince, Tai Lang!"

"Nice to meet you." Dong Qingniu clasped his fists and looked directly at Tai Lang.

"I would like to ask, how long have you been hiding here?" Tai Lang looked at Dong Qingniu, then began to look at the layout of the room, recalling the reactions of the hotel owner and attendants, and making a basic judgment.

"Five months."

"Where did you come from? Or rather, who sent you here?"

"Are you the person in charge sent by the Pangu tribe?" Dong Qingniu asked sharply.

"Why, I, the fourth prince, am not qualified to talk to you?"

"If you are just a pioneer, and there will be others coming later, this meeting today is meaningless. I will wait until the people who are supposed to come come, and we will talk again."

"Insolent!" the guard outside the door shouted.

Tai Lang frowned: "How crazy! You are the first foreigner who dares to talk to me like this!"

"What I want is not your evaluation, what I want is negotiation! When your real boss comes, we will talk and see you off!" Dong Qingniu held on to the heavy knife with an imposing manner.

"Oh! You have courage! The person who really talks to you will arrive tomorrow. Before that, I need to make a verification. You have your secrets, and I have my rules. If you don't meet my review standards, no one will come.

Talk to you." Tai Lang glanced at Dong Qingniu's knife and said lukewarmly: "The knife is good, but it's worse than mine."

Dong Qingniu stared coldly for a while, then released the heavy knife: "Ask."

"Same question, where are you from?"

"Qitian Continent, the hometown of the human and demon tribes." Dong Qingniu has investigated many things in the past six months. There are many powerful people in this slave trading market.

"Give me a reason to believe you." The purpose of Tai Lang's meeting with Dong Qingniu in advance was to verify this information.

The arrival of a beast mountain caused a sensation in the south, and various rumors emerged one after another.

The important clue is that Beast Mountain broke through the void and rushed into this continent, triggering countless speculations.

The elders in the clan speculate that Beast Mountain is probably related to the hometown of the human race.

The sudden appearance of Jiu Ying a few years ago and the fact that he is now sitting in the mysterious beast mountain are even more imaginative.

So when Dong Qingniu's stone tablet was sent to the clan, it immediately caused a sensation.

A ‘Qitian’ evokes the complicated feelings of many old people in the clan who have gone through many vicissitudes of life.

Thinking of a series of scenes such as Beast Mountain, Nine Infants, etc., after repeated discussions within the clan, Tai Lang was sent to investigate, and the eldest prince was personally responsible for the matter.

"The Beast Mountain that fell in the southeast came from the Qitian Continent. The Beast Mountain probably followed Tang Yan here. Before that, I, Tang Yan, and many others fell into the void due to special circumstances.

, was pulled into this world and scattered in different places."

Oh? Tai Lang's eyes changed, and he was finally touched. "What's the reason? There is only one passage between Qitian Continent and the Forgotten War Realm, and it is jointly controlled by the ten ancient tribes. In addition,

Nothing more!"

"When your boss comes, it won't be too late to explain it in detail. If all the chips are thrown away, what can I talk to you about?"

"How many of you are here?"

"Twenty or thirty."

"You came to Bailu City this time to replace Beast Mountain?"

"I only represent myself."

"Are you an enemy of Tang Yan from Beast Mountain?"

"Not really an enemy, not really a friend."

"I can understand that you don't belong to Beast Mountain?"

"certainly."

Tai Lang looked at Dong Qingniu and asked in a serious tone: "Why don't you join Beast Mountain? You are in the semi-sacred realm, and you come from the same place as Tang Yan, so you will definitely be reused."

"Haha!" Dong Qingniu laughed out loud: "I, Dong Qingniu, will never rely on others. I have my own way and will never become a foil to others."

"Tang Yan has imperial blood, and his future growth will be limitless. Being able to become the emperor's foil is also a supreme honor."

Dong Qingniu asked back: "Are you helping Beast Mountain as a lobbyist?"

"I'm just curious. If I were in your role, joining Beast Mountain and following Tang Yan would undoubtedly be the best choice. However, you ignored it. Of course I have to question your purpose."

"So, you are you and I am me. Your goal is to be a 'general', but my goal remains the same - 'lord'." Dong Qingniu is tall and majestic, with a resolute face. His words are sonorous and quality.'

Full of momentum.

He was born in the land of Hammerfell, and cultivated in the Forbidden Land for fifty years. He has a passion and dominance, which are innate and cultivated, making it impossible to despise him.

Tai Lang looked at Dong Qingniu again, but he snorted in a moderate tone: "It seems that you have some status in Qitian Continent, prince? Young master? Hum! It's a pity, this is the Forsaken War Realm, not you Qitian

In mainland China, if you talk about your lofty sentiments, reality will trample you down to nothing."

"It has nothing to do with you. My will - I was born to fight, and I fight to die."

"Haha." Tai Lang smiled, with a strange look in his eyes: "I look forward to seeing if one day in the future, when you are trampled by reality, you will still shout these empty prides."

"As I said before, my path has nothing to do with anyone."

"Tell me, why did you bring us here?"

"trade."

"what do you want?"

"Conditions and guarantees of survival."

"Say it, I'll think about it first and go back to make preparations."

"I want this city." Dong Qingniu gave Tailang a shock when he opened his mouth.

"This city? Bailu City? Are you kidding me?" Dong Qingniu frowned coldly.

"I want this city, and I also want an enshrining token from your Pangu tribe, a token that is well known by all tribes."

Dong Qingniu understands the cruelty of this world, and he also knows that in order to gain a foothold, he needs a foundation.

Therefore, he wanted a city, and Bailu City was the best choice.

If the Pangu people insist on not agreeing, they can make concessions and divide Bailu City into two parts, giving themselves the entire north. The bottom line is to control the slave trading market in the northern city.

Although it was chaotic, in his eyes it was like sand mixed with gold.

Dig carefully and you will be surprised.

Dong Qingniu's purpose is to use this special place to form an army of dead soldiers and become a heavy weapon for him to gain a foothold in this world.

As for the enshrining token, the purpose is to provide a guarantee for myself when I venture into the mainland in the future, and to provide a means of saving my life.

He is also full of curiosity and desire to explore the world. I believe that it will not be long before he will carry a heavy sword and fight in the world. In order to ensure safety, he needs a Pangu clan sign that can deter powerful enemies at special moments, or provide some

convenience.

Tai Lang looked at Dong Qingniu again, as if he was looking at a monster, but also as if he was looking at a fool: "Is there anything wrong with your head? One city, one sign? Do you think our Pangu tribe is a soft persimmon, and you can pinch it as you please?"

"I have the goods, enough to charge this price." Dong Qingniu met Tai Lang's gaze without looking back.

"No matter how heavy your goods are, they are not worth the price."

"When your manager comes, he will judge the price."

Tai Lang circled around Dong Qingniu: "You should know that I can also pry this batch of 'goods' out of your hands without negotiation."

"Imprisonment? Torture? Coercion? If you really wanted to do this, you wouldn't say it now. You would have sent people to arrest me as soon as you got the news, instead of waiting until today to send people to negotiate.

A living Dong Qingniu is more valuable than a dead one, and a free Dong Qingniu is more valuable than a slave. This is what you think, and it is also your most correct choice."


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