"Crack!"

When Kakatu led Ur and Pasfil to the depths of the iceberg, his forward steps suddenly stopped, and the soles of his shoes stepped into the snow, making a slight sound.

"Huh? What's the matter? Mr. Kakatu!" Pasfil asked in confusion when he saw Kakatu stop.

However, before Kakatu could speak, Ur stepped in front of Pasfil, the dragon skin cloak fluttered, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Do you need to ask? Of course it is because of our Mr. Kakatu , Prepared a grand welcome ceremony for us."

rub rub rub...

Ur's voice just fell.

Nearly a hundred Vichy warriors suddenly sprang out from around the two of them, each holding a spear made of rock or ice, staring at them fiercely, with murderous intent.

This sudden change also made Pasfield's face darken: "What do you mean? Mr. Kakatu!"

Kakato turned around.

At this time, the face of the Vich family old man was no longer the kindness just now, it was icy cold, and he looked at the two with a cold look and said, "What do you mean? You killed our Vich family members, could it be that you didn't use it?" Pay the price?"

"A member of the Vicchi family?" Pasfil thought for a moment, then suddenly his expression changed, and he subconsciously glanced at Ur.

Ur's face at this moment also gradually became gloomy, and wisps of extremely dangerous aura slowly emanated from him.

In order to extract a confession, he had indeed killed two members of the Vichy family.

But he didn't take it to heart at the time, and he didn't expect to be used by someone to make a move.

His eyes slowly swept around, and wisps of murderous intent slowly burst out from Wuer's eyes. At this moment, he had already arranged the funeral for the people he was with in his heart.

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It's cold and windy!

Ur faced off in silence with nearly a hundred Vich warriors around him, and the murderous aura in the air gradually became stronger.

Ur's left hand has quietly rested on the scabbard of the Dark Dragon Blade. Next, as long as the Vicchi dare to make a move, Ur is sure to teach them a lesson they will never forget.

Just when the killing intent in Ur's eyes was about to reach its peak, and the magic power in his body was about to condense, Pasfil came out suddenly, reached out his hand to stop Ur's move to kill someone, and spoke loudly to Kakatu in front of him. He opened the mouth and said, "Speak directly! Mr. Kakatu, what do I need to pay to buy the lives of those two people."

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would trade my life for food?" Kakatu narrowed his eyes and said in a somewhat unfriendly tone.

"Yes!"

Kakatu: "..."

"I want you to make another [-]% of the benefits." After a while of silence, Kakatu said.

"Impossible!" Pasfil flatly refused, and said, "At most, I will give you a third profit."

"Fart, those are two lives of our same race, at least [-]% benefit." Kakatu roared.

"Three-point profit." Pasfield said calmly and leisurely.

"You are looking for death, don't forget, your lives are still in our hands, five percent profit, this is my bottom line." Kakatu opened his eyes wide and gritted his teeth.

"Hehe, if you kill us, my ship will leave immediately, and you will get nothing at that time. When the cold season comes, more people in your clan will definitely die. Besides, you really think you can stay Down with us?"

Pasfil is very indifferent, every time when it comes to discussing business transactions, this guy is like a different person.

"So, three-point profit, this is the most I can do!"

After finishing speaking, Kakatu's beard was almost turned up by anger, his eyes were red, and he was panting heavily. After a long while, he finally said bitterly: "Forget you, Three points is three points."

Say it!

Kakatu glanced at Ur apprehensively, and then waved his hand angrily. Immediately, nearly a hundred Vichi warriors around him disappeared without a trace.

And Kakatu's face also returned to the previous kind look after the Vich warriors disappeared, and he continued to chat with Pasfield with a smile, as if everything that happened just now was an illusion.

And Pasfil, like Kakatu, returned to his original appearance in an instant, and he could still let out a few hearty laughter from time to time, as if he was not affected at all by just now.

Ur was dumbfounded watching this scene.

Just a few minutes.

A life-and-death battle that could happen at any time, turned into a dirty transaction inexplicably right in front of him like this.

this moment.

Ur sincerely felt "scared" about the existence of "merchant".

These two guys are not only thick-skinned, they are shameless at all!

If this acting skill was placed in Wuer's previous life, all the "drama bones", "fresh meat", and "drama essence" would have to stand aside.

The two followed Kakatu for quite a while before finally arriving at a gathering place near the top of the Gurya Iceberg.

Surprisingly, the closer to the top of the Gulya Iceberg is, the warmer it is than the foot of the mountain. The sunlight in the sky shines down, giving people a warm feeling.

There are quite a few Vichy people in this gathering place.

When Ur and the others came here, quite a few of the Vichys showed vigilance in their eyes, but some of them also showed strange expressions in their eyes.

"The two of you can go there to rest first, I'll get something, and I'll be here soon." Kakatu pointed to an ice cave not far away, and then recruited a Vichy tribe to lead the way, and left up.

Kakatu's behavior seems to be normal, but for some reason, Wuer always feels that this bad old man seems to be holding back some bad ideas.

The Vich man who led the way didn't know the common language of Dalu, so Pasfil couldn't understand the situation here through him.

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