In human trafficking in the underground black market, the most expensive and most cherished people are always the elves.
But even if money and silk attract people's hearts, few people dare to attack the night elves.
For no other reason...this race is extremely vindictive.
Once the night elves knew about it, their own people were humiliated or killed for no reason...
They have done this countless times by devoting all their efforts to hunt down the murderer.
This is also the reason why other races do not dare to provoke the night elves when they are walking outside.
Those night elves with hatred will emit a smell of trees and flowers before they die.
And this smell will stick to the murderer, almost following them for life.
As long as he meets a person from the night elves, no matter what he has done or how many years have passed...
The night elf he meets will definitely know immediately that he has killed a night elf before.
After encountering each other, these night elves will take the lead without saying a word, taking the opponent's life without warning, and avenging their compatriots from an unknown ethnic group.
This is the unwritten rule of the night elves, and it is also the reason why other tribes are afraid.
When the night elf said this, the demon man's threatening words were stuck in his throat.
Since it cannot be killed...
“It doesn’t matter! Be careful when you go out. I’ll seriously injure you, but I won’t kill you.”
These people really hold grudges, Tyrande is in some trouble.
On one side he is a arrogant butler, and on the other side he is a devilish man who won’t let go.
Mai Fan who was watching suddenly said: "How about we have a fair and just fight..."
“Don’t worry, neither of our groups can afford the consequences of fighting in the city.”
"But on the outskirts of the city, I saw many dueling grounds, which are specially provided for the two of you."
“I’m afraid you two won’t be able to pay for the duel.”
"But it doesn't matter, I paid for you, but again, you must follow the rules when fighting."
“There is only one night elf on our side, and you should also pick one out and fight with him.”
"If you win, we won't say much, and my butler will apologize to you."
“Actually, he is now my personal butler. He has long since separated from the tauren and has stopped doing the same things he did before.”
“You should really turn a blind eye and let this matter pass.”
"However, it seems that your racial characteristics are like this... I can't stop it, but I can only ensure the fairness of this battle."
After saying that, Mai Fan looked at the devil man.
He understood his butler, and rather than let him quarrel with these vulgar people, it would be better to have a duel between gentlemen.
This dark city is also very interesting.
The soil on the outskirts of the city was completely unplantable, and dueling grounds were basically established to resolve disputes.
This has contributed a lot to the security of the city, and also provided a very good platform for many ethnic groups to resolve conflicts.
The only drawback is that there is a fee.
This point has kept some of the poor and the picky out. Most of the public security problems in the city come from the fees here.
Hearing that Mai Fan offered the entrance fee to the duel field, the devilman was stunned for a moment, and then became happy.
This is the crux of the matter. If they had money, would they still take risks and make trouble in the city?
“Yes, but if you lose, you have to pay for our losses.”
“We didn’t lose the goods, but we lost face!”
What kind of face does the devil want?
The night elf did not say this. He glanced at Mai Fan and gave the other person a nod that believed in him.
Demons, he is a dark night elf, and the kites to let them go!
Things were settled like this.
The next day, the bored Mai Fan and his entourage met at the cheapest duel ground on the edge of the city.
There is a reason why this duel arena is so cheap.
The more expensive it is, the more private it is.
The cheaper ones allow outsiders to buy tickets and passersby come in and watch.
This duel arena is equivalent to a semi-open performance venue.
Whether you can see the duel and what kind of duel you see, just two words, let it happen.
Of course, don’t expect any big names to be watching here.
Because no big shot would choose this kind of duel ground to duel.
When someone takes the enemy seriously, there will be a group of people watching secretly and applauding him.
What kind of system is it?
So those who choose to fight in this duel field are generally middle and lower-level ethnic groups. There are more large-scale conflicts and very few small-scale conflicts.
And there are relatively few wonderful ones, and almost zero ones that are aesthetically pleasing.
Those lower-class ethnic groups are nothing more than fighting in groups and fighting each other hand to hand...
Where can I see better?
But today, the situation is very different.
The boss of this dueling arena didn’t quite believe his own eyes when he was collecting the dueling fees.
“You guys wait...”
This black fair scale, I dug out my eyes from the sockets, rubbed them with a soft cloth, and pressed them on again, and I confirmed that I was not hallucinating.
A night elf, carrying a beautiful, gorgeous, expensive bow made of gold wire and black branches of life.
His opponent is a demon man dressed in fiery red, with a single horn on his head, hot flames coming out of his nostrils, and a sapper shovel in his hand...
No matter which race he belongs to, he has only heard of his name before but never seen his people.
Now, in his simple office, he saw two people when he saw them.
This is a great honor, this is a great honor...
The boss of the duel ground, with his hands shaking a little, accepted the agreement for a fair duel handed over by the two people.
It states that no matter what happens, it has nothing to do with the duel field.
And both sides paid...oh, no, it was an ordinary man who paid for the duel for both of them.
Wrong!
The black leather scale blinked and dug out its eyeballs again.
What he saw was another two advanced races, them, they were standing behind this man.
Looking at him handing over the money, two silver coins, why did the harpy have a look of pain on her face?
No...are they really this person's followers?
The boss who was holding two eyeballs quickly put his eyes back in place and took the money with some fear.
“When does it start? Where are we going to watch the game and where do we sit?”
The boss of the duel arena turned to look at the duel parties.
After confirming that both parties recognized his existence, doubts were dispelled.
“Time, as long as the previous scene is over, we can start it immediately!”
“As for the location, I will arrange the best box for everyone.”
The so-called best box is just the floor closest to the duel venue.
