The Emperor’s Angel of Death

As they strode up the dusty road, some noticed the new outsiders, but their guns and cannons told everyone around them that they were not to be trifled with.

The target of this transaction is the Sleeper Lizard Hunter tribe. Rozim searched for the ribbed or corrugated metal plates used to put together the huts, hoping to see the secret sign of meeting. He had to say that there was nothing in the Bottom Nest. Aesthetics - Although they tried to imitate the orthodox baroque design of the Empire, the actual result was only upside-down decorations and scribbled graffiti.

Soon, he saw the code, walked to the iron door, and knocked lightly seven times.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, the door opened, and half of his face appeared from the dim light, like a ghost.

He looked at Rozim, and then said in rough Gothic:

"The black-mouthed boss?"

"No, it's Bai Zui."

The other party nodded and made way for him.

Rozim and others walked in. This is a two-story house. The trading place is on the second floor. There is a huge coffee table and several sofas. Rozim is sitting on the sofa with a metal suitcase in his hand. Standing by the side, arms folded, the others also found their own positions.

With the sound of light footsteps, another door opened and several men in camouflage entered, the one at the head blushing like a sunburnt man, easily identifiable as a hunter or a wandering adventurer Home - This type is too common in bottom nest, he has a thin face, black goatee and rolling brown eyes make him look like a killer, he is the only one not wearing camouflage, maroon top With scarlet braids and lime green knee-length breeches with silver buttons, he stood out in a crowd.

Rozim stood up and held out his hand.

"Boss Weilin, it's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Rozim."

The man looked Rozim up and down, then stretched out his hand, and the two shook hands lightly for a second before separating.

"You're not a native of Serenity Two, are you?"

"Yes, not long ago."

"Recently there are a lot of aliens. I heard that they all want to get rich. In the end, they lost all their underwear and can only come to the bottom nest to avoid debts or beg for food."

The man smiled and said something that made Rozim a little embarrassed, but he was thick-skinned enough to not show it.

"As long as the bottom nest has a vision, there is gold everywhere. Isn't Boss Wei Lin also making a fortune?"

The other party laughed twice, then sat on the sofa opposite Rozim, and then a Sleeper Lizard Hunter brought a metal suitcase forward, put it on the coffee table, and opened it.

Inside are ten metal glass tubes filled with a green liquid.

"Fifty sleeping lizards can extract so much anesthetic."

Loken picked up a glass tube, and then inserted a probe into the cork.

"But more than fifty people died because of it."

As he spoke, the man looked at Yi Siwen who was carrying the glove box.

"It's not easy."

Rozim looked at Loken, who nodded, and then waved his hand. Yi Siwen put the suitcase on the table, opened it and turned to Loken, and stacks of neatly stacked military tickets came into view.

The leader of the Sleeper Lizard Hunter took out a stack, and brought a small instrument to identify the authenticity from his subordinates. Seeing this, Rozim smiled and said:

"Don't worry, everyone knows the rules of the world, and the black-mouthed boss has always had a good reputation."

"Hey, this military ticket is actually worthless, but who let us poor people in the bottom nest be eaten to death by the people above."

At this time, Rozim suddenly leaned forward.

"Boss Weilin, I still have some good things here, why don't you take a look."

Speaking of that, Rozim took out a small test tube filled with blue liquid and handed it to the other party. The man took a look after taking it, and the way he looked at Rozim also changed, full of playfulness.

"Universal antibiotics, this thing is monopolized by the black mouth, if you sell it secretly, if you are found out... Everyone knows that because the two **** below were knocked off during the shootout, he likes to eat other people the most." Yes, and it's baked."

"My price is one-third cheaper than his."

Waylin smiled.

"I don't care, I can sell it to anyone, how much you have, or how much you plan to buy from me."

"Ten units."

"Ten units... I won't be able to get them together in a short while. You may have to wait for two days."

"no problem."

"Well, Mr. Rozim, this house belongs to our tribe. No one dares to disturb you. You live here very safely. If you want to find a place to live by yourself, but the streets are not flat recently. And you're carrying...so valuable."

"No problem, we'll live here, but I'm exhausted after a day of tossing...Brother Weilin, do you have anything here?"

Rozim raised his eyebrows mysteriously.

"A place of regular health care."

Waylin made a look I understood.

"Oh, there are some nice girls in the Purple Salamander bar in that place."

After the other party left, Rozim arranged for his younger brother and Thanquero and Karen, who were not convenient to show up, to stay in the house, while he followed Iswin, Loken, and Dogo to the bar on the west side of the town.

An awning has been pulled up in front of the bar. It stands to reason that there is no sun in this place, so it looks strange. In the shadow under the awning, the flashing neon light is a salamander wagging its tail. I haven't walked in yet, Rozim He heard a chattering sound coming from inside, he looked inside and saw a large space, about the size of a small church, some windows were opened, tables and chairs were neatly arranged, crowded with people drinking Men and women, eye-catching and playing cards, or just chatting, on the dirt road outside, there are many women inside, wearing gorgeous, even indecent clothes, and some are wearing almost nothing except a few rags. Bu, Yi Siwen suddenly showed a lewd smile.

"Boss, this is really a good place~ www.wuxiahere.com~ They walked in carelessly, and deliberately exposed the pistols pinned to their waists. In bars, almost any kind of money is acceptable, which is somewhat frustrating. Relieved, they found an empty table and chairs and sat down, buying a few glasses of oddly tasting wine.

Soon, a young waitress in swimsuit and fishnet stockings, with bunny ears on her head, walked gracefully over with a plate, her heavy **** almost tightening as she bent to put the wine glass on the table. It jumped out of the narrow one-piece swimsuit, almost sucking the eyeballs of Isven, Loken and Dogo in.

"Boss, your wine~"

But obviously, she knew who the leader of this foreign guest was, and put a hand on Rozim's shoulder after putting down the wine glass.

Rozim smiled and pressed the opponent's small hand, then took out a small military ticket, stuffed it into the opponent's chest, and felt the slippery feeling of holding it for a moment.

"Your tip."

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