Budo: Age of Chi

Chapter 69 Although it is primitive, it is easy to use

The next day, Meng De regained his composure and concentrated on playing his identity as a promising rich man.

During the day, I wandered and relaxed in various places, played ball, rode horses, chatted with the second generation of Flying General City, and occasionally took time to practice basic physical and martial arts in front of them.

As for the five dragons holding pillars, they are too conspicuous, just in case, they must not be practiced in front of them.

At night, Meng De finally entered the Whispering Pavilion again.

"Oh, Young Master Meng, you are finally here."

The manager deliberately came to wait at the door at this time, rubbing his hands, quite obsequious.

Meng De didn't stop, he went directly to the third floor, and said as he walked:
"It's still the same group of people, let them come up, and they can listen to the little song for the last time.

Their accomplishments in this area are still worthy of my aftertaste. "

"Hey~"

The manager hurried forward, stopped Meng De, bowed his head and said with a smile:
"Meng Shao, don't worry."

Meng De's heart moved, but impatience appeared on his expression.

"Why, what else?

Hurry up, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. "

The manager approached Mengde and whispered:
"Actually, we still have a batch of good stuff here."

When Meng De got angry, he made a gesture to slap him, but the manager's knees softened, and he knelt down on the ground, shamelessly, and said in a crying voice:

"Young Master Meng, please don't, you can't help but hit me with this small body!

It's not that I want to hide it from you, there is really no way, the boss has regulations, and people who are not sure whether they are safe are not allowed to be brought into the core of our Xiyu Pavilion. "

"Hmph, why are you telling me now?"

Meng De snorted coldly, and then seemed to react.

"What, are you investigating me?"

"Hey, please calm down, Young Master Meng. The young one is just an ordinary laborer and has to make plans for his job. If we don't see the long run, we will only be laborers for the rest of our lives.

If I don't investigate your whereabouts, I dare not take the risk to entertain you! "

Xu's words moved Meng De, and his sullen expression gradually eased.

After a moment, he said:
"What are you still doing lying there, take me to have a look."

Jin Zhang stood behind Meng De, impressed by the manager's shameless attitude, and really learned something.

At the same time, he once again deeply realized the gap between mortals and warriors.

Although the manager usually treats him with respect, it's only for work needs, and in fact he doesn't take him seriously in his heart.

But in the face of Meng De, an extraordinary warrior with internal energy, it's not just a matter of work needs.

He is afraid.
The gap between the two is too big, Meng De just needs to slap him casually, whether he can live or not depends on luck and Meng De's mood.

However, the Golden Chapter also had a deep admiration for him. He could have said nothing, but in order to get more commission, even if he used his own life as a bet, he had to make a fortune on Meng De!
It can be said that people make money and birds die for food, amazing!
The manager got up, as if he hadn't knelt down just now, his face was normal, and he stretched out his hand:
"Meng Shao, please!"

Instead of going up to the third floor, go through the lobby and come to a corridor.

There were also guards here, and when Meng De and the others entered the corridor, they closed the door between the hall and the corridor to block sight.

Moreover, the already weak sound outside is immediately eliminated, and the mute effect is excellent.

After walking more than ten steps forward, when he was about to pass through the corridor and reach the backyard, the manager stopped, turned around and smiled at Meng De and Jin Zhang:
"Meng Shao, Mr. Huang, this is the place."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers at the monitor.

"drop!"

There was an electronic sound, and the wall of the corridor next to it painted with bamboo forest patterns suddenly moved.

A thick wall rises, revealing a spiral staircase.

"Organism?"

Meng De looked at the strong stick that was almost one meter thick, and was amazed.

"You guys really have a lot of ideas."

The manager replied with a smile:

"Even though primitive, it works.

As long as it is not a professional search, it is no problem at all to deal with some ordinary detections. "

"Go, go down and have a look."

Meng De was very interested, and took the lead, stepping on the stairs and walking down.

At the end, I estimated the distance in my heart, at least ten meters from the ground.

interesting!

The first thing that came was the sound, the sound of running water.

Going forward, the entrance is a bit similar to the second floor, a set of landscape equipment.

There are fewer people than on the second floor, and there are no more than five or six people.

Covered by the hazy veil, only blurred figures can be seen. They are all middle-aged and elderly men in their 50s and [-]s. They have spare money and time, and their energy has not completely faded.

However, there are two or three times more service staff.

The most important thing is that these waiters are all replaced by human races.

Some catgirls, doggirls, elves, succubi, real bunny girls and the like in extremely revealing clothes are circling around these guests, and there are occasional laughs.

Under the elegant and classic layout, there are scenes that entice people's hearts.

Meng De was shocked and murmured:
"This is really a big deal."

The golden chapter was even more fascinated, staring straight at the service staff.

He has played a lot of human beings, but subhuman races are really too difficult to get.

It's not a question of pretty or not, they really are that kind of... that kind of rare kind
Alas, all in all, the charm of being different from human beings is enough to attract most people.

Meng De and Zheng Xiongbin looked at each other, their minds settled, it's done!
The demi-races here alone are enough for the two to catch the net, and the credit will not be small.

"Oh?! Newcomers are here so soon, welcome."

The person in charge of this floor stepped forward to greet him, but he didn't look very professional, with a fake smile on his face.

"It's Young Master Meng, do you want to take the seat, or go to the private room?"

When Meng De was stared at by the person in charge, his heart trembled, and a familiar feeling arose.

what happened?

He looked at the person in front of him, wearing an ill-fitting suit, about [-] years old, with a fake smile on his face, which seemed a little out of sync with his body.

It is very strong, and the body surface emits a faint fragrance. This kind of body odor is only manifested in the blood-changing state.

"not bad."

Meng De didn't show any flaws, looked around at the demi-humans that had been tamed and obedient, and nodded in satisfaction.

"It seems that even in a small alley, there can be wine for sale.

However, I don't want these sub-human races, they have been used by others and they are too dirty.

Give me the first batch of fresh ones, preferably with a bit of wildness, let me explain in advance, vulgar and vulgar powder, I can't catch my eyes. "

"Sorry, Young Master Meng, in order to prevent this group of subhumans from hurting people, we dare not bring them out to meet people if they have not been domesticated."

The person in charge is still smiling, and said:
"How about, let me make a batch first, let you take a look first.

Please rest assured, since we know that you think it is dirty, we will never buy that kind of stuff that has been used by others.

If it really doesn't work, how about taking you to pick out the wild ones that haven't been fully domesticated? "

Meng De did not speak, and continued to look at the person in charge with great interest.

It's as if the three big characters of "unprofessional" are printed on the face, and the professional skills of the manager behind him are stronger than him.

If the manager came up, he would never say the last word.

This is a complete confession. Put yourself on the weak side in the dialogue, and it is easy to be robbed of the right to speak.

　It's the end of the month, brothers, those who have tickets don't hide

　　
　
(End of this chapter)