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Chapter 286 0285: Transactions

Nasa nodded, and lay back on the wet chair back.

He is sitting in the shop of Mr. Ja Pole, the magic bog frog, and it has been several days since he was last seen here.

Neither Sutar nor he ever returned to the marauder camp.

Therefore, the Thornton Kaya scouts who were squatting outside did not find the right target.

Nasa opened his arms in a gesture of friendship.

He said: "Sorry, I didn't expect your efficiency to be so high that I was busy with other things and didn't have time to ask about the progress of the Proverbs fragments."

The Demon Swamp Frog was smoking a cigarette and grinning.

The vest on his body is bulging, and it looks like there are a lot of good things hidden in it - looters have become more and more rampant recently, and the gifts he received and the business in the store are very good.

Mr. Poehler put the fragment of Proverbs on the table.

He lit two sticks of tallow wax.

This is the favorite thing for candle walkers, but in this shop, it is only used as a light source to add color to precious treasures.

This business has reached the most critical stage of negotiation.

The moorfrog pushes things out.

He revealed all the things he had recently heard, including the secrets that the fragments of the proverbs might hold.

"Oh, Balam (the late Marauder legend), I hate the damned luck."

Both Nasa and Suta showed regretful expressions.

He spread his arms, and gold teeth had been inlaid in his mouth at some time, and said brightly: "I am a person who pays attention to efficiency, to be honest, when I heard that this thing is a key, I already started to lose interest. "

They are looters.

There is still a lot of business in the wasteland waiting for the two of them to do it, and there is no spare time to do that kind of explorer's task.

They like to make money.

Make bloody, hearty money.

Poehler advises Nasa and Sutta:
"You can store them in the Belly Lane of Ambera Ice Harbor. When the feast in the north is over, and you have earned enough wealth, you will have a lot of time to study the mysteries of this thing..."

"Hahahaha!"

Nasa and Suta laughed at the same time.

What are they making money for?
It is for the golden basin to wash hands.

In order to live a quite extravagant life without licking blood, burning, killing and looting.

When the business is done, all that remains is to enjoy life. Who wants to spend precious time doing such uncertain things?
It's putting the cart before the horse!

"Mr. Poehler, you have many customers..." Nasa began to propose other plans, seeming to be in a hurry to get out of town. "Whoever bids the most, I'm willing to sell it on the spot. Mr. Sobri has an auction house, right? Do I have the right to put up a placard on stage?"

Nasa and Suta have been wandering around Ambera ice port recently.

They enjoy the prosperity brought by the beast sailboat, and they are drunk with money, lingering in the chaotic and disorderly gold selling cave, unable to extricate themselves.

The [Mr. Sobri] in their mouth is actually one of the people in power at Ambera Ice Port.

He created the most amazing auction house, selling just enough shocking items.

It is said that the invited bidders are often the informants of the ancient tribes in the north, or the senior leaders of the major adventurer associations.

"You really don't need to think about it?"

The moor frog drooped its eyes.

He exhaled the smoke from his mouth, and when the surroundings were dim enough, the monster looked sinister and cunning-it seemed that the most savvy goblin merchants in the world could not take advantage of him.

Nasa waved his hand, not wavering at all.

He said: "We are doing the most dangerous business in the most desolate land in the world. Heh, it's very strange. The waiter at the Black Snake Bar told me yesterday that looters are warriors who gamble their fortunes with their lives..."

"Haha, shameless!"

Suta taunted his companions relentlessly.

Although he was also very happy when he heard it at the beginning, he not only hugged the waiter and poured wine, but even rewarded him with a lot of tips.

Nasa saw that the magic marsh frog was not amused by him.

He shrugged, as if he didn't care, and said seriously: "We may die at any time, it's true, so the benefits that are visible to the naked eye are worth fighting for, and the most comfortable life is to enjoy yourself in time..."

The Demon Swamp Frog patted his belly with his webbed palms, which was a simple applause. After all, there was a round belly between his two hands, and they couldn't touch each other.

Mr. Poehler introduced the two raiders to suitable business.

Almost all the trophies brought to Ambera Ice Harbor were dragged onto the beast sailing boats of bounty criminals in southern Xinjiang.

The Frogs don't care about their sordid dealings.

He doesn't care about agency fees and commissions when doing business, and even... No one has ever seen Jia Bole leave this shop.

Who can guess what he is doing business for?

Na Sa said: "In this case, let's make an agreement, and then help me find a suitable employer. You can make an offer as you like, or complete the relevant commissions."

He got up and opened the bench.

"In short, sell this thing!"

Suta habitually put down a bag of rewards.

Ja Poehler could see that:
These two looters made a lot of money, and they may have even agreed to a long-term cooperation with Sarek - to hand over all the treasures hoarded in the ancient city of Ice Essence to that sinister and vicious bounty criminal.

"Hey, my friend."

Mr. Poehler stopped them by tapping lightly on the table.

Nasa and Suta turned around.

They saw the Frog blow out the candle, and put the box containing the shard of the proverb back into the dirty waistcoat.

He said in a very strange voice:

"I have to remind the two guests that if you have any accidents during the storage period, I will have the right to dispose of this product by default."

The marauders smell black eating black.

But Mr. Poehler laughed and continued: "So please be careful, if you offend anyone, it's best to avoid the limelight..."

Nasa bared her golden teeth.

They are looters, and the number of guys that such people have offended is countless.

Bang, the door is closed.

……

Ja Pole stayed quietly in the dark room.

He likes the silence when waiting for guests the most. This kind of excitement is even more exciting than going to the ancient city opera house to listen.

Drama always repeats humanity.

He only needs to sit here to experience the most interesting things in this world...

fate.

Jingle Bell.

Shops were pushed open.

When Ken walked in, he smelled the scent of candles that hadn't dissipated.

Lorgar also raised his eyebrows instantly.

When the tribal coalition forces were stationed in Santon Kaya, there was a candle walker who fought against him, so he was very interested in this kind of thing mixed with secret medicine.

Ken put the dirty parchment scroll on the table.

He said: "Maharu came to hand in the task. The materials on this commission have been prepared. Hand over the bounty and the information you promised. I know that if you dare to open the door to see me, you must have made sufficient preparations." .”

Boom!
Ken placed the wild frost bear's head on the bar.

The blood flowed wantonly, occupying the entire board in an instant, and quickly reached the edge of the table, ready to drip down at any time.

(End of this chapter)