The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 237 The Slave Trader's Invitation!
Just as Chu Mo and Xue finished talking, they saw a group of guys dressed as mercenaries walking towards Chu Mo and the others.

"It's these people." Xue reminded Chu Mo softly.

Chu Mo had no expression on his face, but his right hand waved slightly at this moment.

At the same time, Zeng Xiaoren, Nabanick, Nabalu, Kadi, Bean, Hans and the orc warrior Yaquinta all came behind Chu Mo.

The mercenaries on the opposite side didn't expect Chu Mo's group to be so fast, and they were stunned.

"Boss, who are these people?" Zeng Xiaoren asked in a low voice.

"Wait and see what happens." Chu Mo passed the words to several people in a secret way.

The orc had never seen such a magical spell before. He looked at the group of people opposite, but he didn't seem to hear it. He looked at Chu Mo in surprise, his hands were shaking slowly...

"Are you the mercenary group that played the game just now?" The mercenary on the opposite side was obviously a little impatient. At the moment, a middle-aged mercenary looked at Chu Mo and the others, and walked forward and said.

"Hehe, yes!" Chu Mo gently raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a playful smile, and replied softly.

"Magician? Are you their team leader?" The middle-aged mercenary asked Chu Mo and the others strangely.

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"Yes!" Chu Mo replied with a smile as before.

"The small mercenary regiment is a small mercenary regiment, and they even use a magician as their leader, ha ha!" The middle-aged mercenary smiled mockingly and muttered in a low voice.

"Just put your farts on, it's boring to stand here!" Zeng Xiaoren glanced at the middle-aged mercenary lazily, and said lazily.

"Little ghost, what are you talking about?" The middle-aged mercenary turned his head to look at Zeng Xiaoren, his small eyes showed bursts of murderous intent, and he said through gritted teeth.

"Fart if you have something to say, talk when you have something to say, what's the point of dawdling?" Hans was obviously a little impatient, and shouted immediately.

Seeing that this small mercenary group didn't take them seriously, the group of mercenaries on the opposite side were obviously angry, grabbed their weapons, and glared at Hans and Zeng Xiaoren.

When the conflict was about to break out, the middle-aged mercenary suddenly laughed, and said to Hans and the others: "Everyone, our boss has an invitation, and I hope some friends can come to our 'Elysium'."

"Elysium?" Chu Mo looked at the mercenaries on the opposite side strangely, and said strangely.

"Several, please!" The middle-aged mercenary heard Chu Mo lightly pronounced the word "Elysium Paradise", and immediately thought, these little mercenaries really did not expect them to come looking for them, so he smiled triumphantly and hurriedly said.

"What is Paradise? I've never heard of it." Chu Mo asked casually after muttering.

"Boy, do you want to die?" The mercenary on the opposite side heard Chu Mo's insolence, and then a fiery mercenary shouted while holding a huge sword.

"Boss, that Paradise of Paradise is nothing, but it is indeed nothing. They specialize in selling slaves to other countries, and they are very powerful!" Zeng Xiaoren said with a lazy smile.

"Don't you all dare to go?" The middle-aged mercenary waved his hands back, turned his head to Chu Mo and the others with a mocking smile, and asked.

"What's the benefit?" Barnick rolled his eyes, walked up to the middle-aged mercenary, and asked directly.

"Haha, since our boss invites everyone, there will be benefits." The middle-aged mercenary seemed to appreciate Barnick, and smiled immediately.

The orc warrior Iaquinta, who had been standing by, looked at the mercenaries opposite with angry eyes, as if he was very hostile to these people.

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"Orc boy, do you want to overthrow these bastards?" Hans asked in a low voice, leaning against the orc warrior.

Iaquinta looked at the disdainful Hans in a strange way, and it seemed that his thinking hadn't turned the corner yet.

"I hate slave traders the most. How about we burn down that shit paradise with the boss later?" Hans said quickly.

Iaquinta glanced at Chu Mo standing in front, then at Hans, and nodded solemnly.

"Hey!" Hans laughed with a low voice.

Chu Mo turned his head at this moment, glanced at Hans and Iaquinta thoughtfully out of the corner of his eye, slightly curved his mouth in an arc, and said in a voice that only he and Xue could hear: "It's extremely burnt!" Paradise, killing the slave trader seems like a good idea!"

"Killing, I like it!" Xue Moment replied in a low voice.

"Let's go!" Chu Mo glanced at Zeng Xiaoren who was still discussing the topic with the middle-aged mercenary, and said immediately.

"Let's go?" Zeng Xiaoren looked at Chu Mo strangely. He thought Chu Mo would not go and wanted to send the group of mercenaries back. Now that he heard Chu Mo's answer, he looked at Chu Mo strangely.

"Your Excellency, please lead the way!" Chu Mo pulled up his hat, well covering his face in the darkness, and said softly.

When the mercenary on the opposite side heard it, the group leader of this group of mercenaries had made up their minds, and immediately gave way to Chu Mo and the others with a smile.

"Okay, okay! Since the boss has said it, let's go together!" Zeng Xiaoren said with a helpless sigh, but his eyes were clearly looking at Chu Mo.

"Everyone, please!" The middle-aged mercenary responded very quickly, and said in a very gentlemanly manner.

A group of people walked towards the street mightily.

"These guys are really interesting!" Xue said in a deep voice.

Cardi took a few more steps forward, walked to Chu Mo's side and said softly, "Captain, these mercenaries have surrounded us."

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"Let's go with the flow, go and see what they are looking for us for!" Chu Mo told everyone immediately by using the method of sound transmission.

Several people nodded and walked towards them at an unhurried pace. During this period, Zeng Xiaoren and Nabanik kept pestering the middle-aged mercenary and asking questions, which made the middle-aged mercenary feel uncomfortable. Time to look back at Chu Mo or talk to Chu Mo.

"Here we are." After walking for more than ten minutes, the middle-aged mercenary stopped outside a string of huge tents on the outskirts of the city, turned around and said to Chu Mo and the others.

"Extreme Paradise...the writing is really bad." Zeng Xiaoren frowned, looked at the three big characters of Paradise on the sign next to it, read it, and shook his head.

"Haha! All mercenary warriors, welcome to Paradise." Not far away, a hearty voice sounded.

Chu Mo and the others looked up, and saw a chubby middle-aged businessman walking towards Chu Mo and the others with a big smile.

"This is the owner of Paradise, Mr. Bapil!" The middle-aged mercenary hurriedly introduced to everyone.

Chu Mo and the others looked at the chubby businessman, and Zeng Xiaoren muttered in a low voice: "This is not walking, just use rolling, it is guaranteed to be much faster than this!"

"Your Excellency, please pay attention to your words!" The middle-aged mercenary seemed very dissatisfied, Zeng Xiaoren muttered, and said hurriedly and seriously.

"Kevin, my old buddy, don't be so rude to our distinguished guests. I'm old and it's my fault that I didn't greet the guests in person." The chubby Mr. Bapil said with a smile.

"Yes, my boss!" The middle-aged mercenary gave a mercenary salute to Mr. Bapil.

"Is that Mr. Bapil? I'm sorry, we are a small mercenary group, and we are not polite. Please don't worry about it!" Chu Mo said with a slight smile.

But everyone present could clearly hear that there was no apology in Chu Mo's tone.

Mr. Bapil is a well-known slave trader. He smiled kindly and walked up to Chu Mo. He gave Chu Mo a big hug, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, he is a hero. You are my distinguished guests from Bapil. Please follow me." Come."

As he spoke, he walked towards a huge tent with his stubby legs.

(End of this chapter)