Chapter 13 Trading [1]

Someone who feels good about himself touched his chin and pretended to be elegant, and then asked complaedly, "Don't you find that your image has actually changed today?" Then he lifted his hair and showed his snow-white teeth very refreshingly. He smiled, which was extraordinarily **.

"Oh, I said that the boss is much more handsome today. So that's it."

This kind of shameless person who flatters regardless of the occasion and time is not a good bird. If you look closely, it is actually Mr. Totti, who claims to be the most handsome man in Sicily. It's just that when this very inconlined guy looked ahead, he was still very surprised. Saab along the way. Nice's appearance looks very high-profile, and he doesn't mean to put down his figure at all. But if you think about it carefully, if this old guy is such an easy loser, then the taurus will not be able to stand up from ancient times until now. This kind of people are simply rampant in this race.

The unnutritious dialogue lasted for three minutes, Saab. Nice's way finally arrived at its destination. This used to be the Tauren Council Hall of Poltama. The chief-level meeting is basically discussed here, but now it seems that the damn hall has been abandoned. Boss Ma had no intention of occupying this Tauren Holy Land at all. His marching tent was placed directly in front of the door, which was very windy and arrogant.

If he is still like this in 20 years, I'm afraid few people will doubt that he will really do this.

"If you don't guess wrong, you should be a brave Tiger. Mr. House, Mr. House." Saab. Nice was just a light language and did not show any arrogance and rudeness. Then again, what he did would make Boss Ma feel more comfortable. Otherwise, he was really under great pressure.

It's been a little tiring for a while. Ma Hu thought about some things in his heart, but he took over the words and said, "No need to guess. No one here is black-haired and black-eyed. It's easy to identify."

Saab. Nice smiled and said to Ma Hu, "Is the head of the regiment chatting with us here?"

Boss Ma smiled and said, "This is also a very good idea. I think it's very creative.

"Hahahaha..."

Both groups laughed extremely obscenely in their hearts, which was dry and disgusting.

It is said that there are few good birds in this group of people. They wear thirteen outfits all day long. If it weren't for Boss Ma's little tricky to make this group of bastards want to die, I'm afraid it's Tiger. No matter how much House toss, it makes people feel a little uncomfortable. It's a pity to restrain Tiger. House's people haven't appeared yet. I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune to meet this bastard. But no matter what, Saab. Nice was really shocked by Tiger in his heart. House is young and calm.

Everyone sat down in the tent in turn. Kaya stood aside with a solemn expression, without saying anything, like a piece of wood.

He looked at Kaya carelessly and said that the boy was very annoyed for a while, but it was also an extremely effective trial.

A group of people stay in the big tent very carefully. Everyone fucking knows what a bunch of people in this is like. The one sitting face to face is Saab, the tarew shaman who is most likely to become the great orc mage. Nice, and the other one, is the two anti-sky awesome people who almost destroyed the country. House. Although the two have never met, when they meet at this time, I don't know if there will be a hot scene similar to that of Mars hitting the earth.

Many people say Tiger. House's strength is the most fearless of magicians. Although it is somewhat exaggerated and deceptive, since even the Warhammer Saxons are terrified, they have to explain a problem, that is: Tiger. House's strength is indeed a little unfathomable.

However, many guys remember that this bastard didn't know what he was holding and directly killed several killers hundreds of meters away from a long distance. That kind of shock has made many long-standing awesome people not pick up Tiger. House's head sale.

So that now, the head, which was originally worth 20,000 gold coins, suddenly soared to 100,000 and then to more than 200,000...

In this way, this bastard's head is extremely precious.

Saab. Nice did not feel that he could see through the young man. On the contrary, the respectful attitude of the people around him made the old man a little vigilant. If there is no extraordinary means to make such a group of guys bow down, it is that this guy and them are relatives.

But I believe that someone will not be in such a good mood to climb relatives all over the world, so all of this is in vain.

"I heard that you are interested in integrating Boltama and Tartu. I don't know if this news is true?"

Saab. Nice is an old world. Naturally, it is straightforward and cuts into the theme. His eyes became sharp from the beginning, and he went straight to Tiger. House, if you don't say anything, I won't buy it.

This kind of forced vision has always been the best weapon for old guys. The old rivers and lakes that have been immersed in ** for many years naturally have their own momentum. If it is a rookie, it will definitely collapse. It's a pity, Tiger. House is not a rookie.

Saab. Nice originally expected to see if this bastard could reveal something. He wanted to see what was going on in his sloppy pair of thieves' eyes, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything. Only this bastard's careless expression seemed to stay up all night, as if the enthusiasm just now was an illusion.

"Oh, does the master know? In fact, this is not what I mean, but what my best friend Tauren Norton means. As the bloodline of the royal family, if you can't make a little contribution to your own nation, you are really uneasy. Therefore, Norton believes that it is an admirable spirit to promote the spirit of ownership and integrate Boltima and Tartu. The bastard said these flowery things without blushing and heart beating, which made people palpitations. Saab. Nice said to himself: This boy is really not a good bird.

Saab. Nice smiled and didn't say anything. He just said, "In fact, the blood of the royal family has been passed down a lot. If everyone wants to do this, isn't it that the taur family is going to war? Today's bloodline will be integrated, and tomorrow's bloodline will be merged. Some people have power, and naturally they can make a living. Aren't those who have no strength going to starve to death on the street? I don't know how the head of the regiment thinks about it?"

Ma Hu scolded secretly: The old man's level of playing the ball is so fucking high. It's a pity not to play for the Chinese team!

However, there is a saying that ginger is old and spicy, and chili is a small fire. He smiled carelessly and said, "I don't know if the master has ever heard such a sentence. A good bird will find a big tree to rest.

Sab. Nice's eyes lit up and asked, "Oh? I don't know whose famous saying this is? It sounds like a little meaning.

A beast rubbed its nose, took a sip, and then said shamelessly and calmly, "I said it."

Poo!

Saab. Nice just took half a sip of clear tea and was about to say that this person would enjoy drinking such a good tea. Hearing this answer, he sprayed it out directly, and his eyes were full of incredible. Then he coughed all the time, so that Boss Ma beside him took a look with contemptuously. After glance at the several mages around him, he curled his lips and lifted his clothes, as if he was really a great philosopher.

Ma Hu is a fool in the first place. Naturally, he is not afraid that he can't fall or fall. Doing things is even more irresistible. In the final analysis, this bastard never cards according to common sense, which makes people unable to guard against it at all.

"Mr. Norton, the bloodline of the royal family, is already very powerful, which can be said to be the main fighting force in the Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment. At the beginning, when the three of us were chased and killed in Mustave, he could resist the attacks of 70 or 80 heavy cavalry. After killing more than 30 people, he retreated easily. This strength is also horrible to think about it. " Boss Ma is full of talking about the train and bragging about not getting taxes. He likes to say what to say. Anyway, no one saw how the three of them escaped.

Although the old Sargon in Mustve Tavern does know, if these three heroes escaped with the help of old Sargon, I'm afraid few people will believe it. However, Lao Sa is not a talkative person, and his heart is naturally bright. Now that no one knows what happened, it simply adds a little fierceness to the reputation of the three people.

As soon as he opened his mouth, there were 70 or 80 heavy cavalry, which was simply bullshit. He chopped off the buttocks of Raft III, and there were not so many heavy cavalry. Let's not say that Estonia lacks horses and iron. It's a trick to get a cavalry. If you get another heavy armored cavalry to equip one or two. The source of this flattery is that there is no one, and the other is that there is no such organized and disciplined awesome man to lead this terrible combat power. Raft III will never take the risk of doing so.

But even if someone knows Tiger. House is farting all over his mouth, but who can do anything to him? That's what he did. What can you do?

Your grandfather, this old guy seems to be very concerned about getting some benefits. I don't know how much this old guy wants. Money? Power? Or a woman? Pooh, this old guy, not to mention whether he has the ability. Even if it's like him, I'm afraid it won't make women feel happy. Don't vomit when you do it. It's really a terrible scene.

This man is entangled with these in his mind, and he is even more interested in Saab. Nice wants to see something from the seemingly calm master's face. However, sometimes everyone knows that pretending is a very good way to disguise, so there has been no movement for a long time. Both of them are fucking bullshit when you ask and answer me.

Futam bullshit! This old guy seems to be determined to blackmail me. However, I have a strong capital, and I am not afraid that he will blackmail me.

Besides, this tare-headed tribe has nothing to do with me in the first place. They are nothing to do with me. It's just that Norton is in trouble. If that old boy can't get it, I'm afraid he can break up with me. In addition, Sahili's son of a bitch stirred up trouble all day long, and he was eager for the Tauren tribe to become extinct as soon as possible. The words of early death and early birth should not be said to the animal. Well, it stimulated Norton. Alas...

This man thought in a mess and was entangled. Although he knew that the old guy was responding to all changes, he never had a place to talk. It seems to be a mouse turtle, with no mouth.

Fuck you, this old guy is really determined. This courage, there is nothing to say. I've never seen such a condom.

"Ah, don't you know what the master thinks about the union of Tartu and Portama?" Boss Ma can only do it step by step, testing again and again. Originally, he was not good at this matter. This man is good at psychological warfare, but he can't figure out those small ways. Ma Hu also knows Saab. Nice is not a good man and a believer, nor is he a detached master without desire. This old bastard just wants to take advantage of his reputation for many years to get some industry when he is about to settle down. Even if it's just a false reputation.

Thinking of this, Boss Ma vaguely felt that he had caught something, but soon he didn't get the point. Obviously, he didn't catch it.

Rac union is naturally a good thing. What's more, the leader of the regiment is a hero, and there are tens of thousands of soldiers. Naturally, it can't be underestimated. However, the head of the regiment has never thought that with the force of your group, you can only subdue a few tribes in the north at most a dozen tribes. The case of Boltama cannot be replicated. It seems that this time in Tartu, the chiefs of many tribes do not know the blood of Norton, the king. How can they obey? Therefore, someone must come to make these people understand this.

Ma Hu's eyes lit up, but he immediately asked calmly, "I don't know what the master can do?"

"To put it simply, just let a prestigious person. Or people who are highly valued and have the right to speak can guide the public opinion in the Tauren tribe. And such a person, in addition to being superior in strength, must also have a reputation, a reputation that can be recognized by most chiefs.

Saab. Nice smiled and he saw Tiger. A trace of excitement flashed on House's face, but said, "Originally, the royal bloodline was a good reputation, but Norton appeared too little in our eyes, so another person must undertake such a spacing task."

At this time, Boss Ma has understood the problem. Looking at this, the old man seems to want to get a good reputation at this critical moment, especially a very loud reputation. In this way, his implication is to support him to become a shaman of the Tauren tribe.

Although there are many shaman mages in the whole Tauren race, he is Saab. Nice is indeed the most likely person in recent decades, but the necessary force cannot keep up with his influence. When many people found that this super-powerful mage could not even make up a coup legion, many losers just despised him. Obviously, if Saab. Nice is a shaman in a strong tribe, so he does have arrogant capital. And with this trend, everyone can recognize his status.

But he doesn't have that strength. In his tribe, the chief's combat strength is very low. To paraphrase a more rubbish sentence: That guy is simply a waste!

If the chief's strength can be as strong as that of Kaya, it will be enough for more small tribes to join this tribe. Unfortunately, all this is not what is meant to be **, but if it really happens, Saab in reality. It is impossible for Nice to switch to someone else's camp, so he has no way to let this happen. It can only be said that this is a little joke between fate and him.

Saab. Nice is undoubtedly the strongest among shamans, but he has never been recognized as a tauren, just like Mike, the magic minister of the Frankish emperor. Russell, if he has never been recognized as the Minister of Magic. This kind of frustration and sadness really makes many powerful people feel tired and cold.

"Oh... So that's it. Doesn't the influence of the master just make up for this? Boss Ma immediately understood the curve inside, but there was no need to say something too bluntly. At this time, Saab. Nice had already opened his eyebrows and smiled, just like a stunned young man who finally came out.

Counting his age, it is really a very strange landscape to have such an expression.

"The master's strength is strong. In the Tauren tribe, no one knows who doesn't know. Is there anyone who doesn't accept the master's strength? If so, I would like to support the master to become a great mage in the taburd race, and even a great mage of the orc race. He has a high status. If he says it, he is definitely comparable to a king. Such glory, only those with the strength of the master, are worth doing this. It's also a little respect for my master. Boss Ma looked very calm and continued, "Norton is loyal and honest, but his strength is absolutely obvious to all. With his help, the taurore warriors in the Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment can get a very generous salary and a lot of pensions after injury. It can be said that with a king like Norton, it is difficult for the Tauren tribe to prosper!"

Adding oil and vinegar to talk nonsense seems to be Boss Ma's specialty.

As the saying goes, when a tiger's mouth is oiled, everyone is bragging. This kind of ability is to deceive Saab. It's too easy for Nice to think that I'm a very good old guy. The old man thought he had seen through Boss Ma's tricks, but he didn't know that Ma Hu, an asshole, liked to dig deep enough to dig deep, and even immortals could be buried to death. Don't you want to say that he is a self-righteous and uncivilized tare bull-headed man?

"Do you really want to do this? Don't you know that the risk is very high?" It seems that Saab. Nice needs to confirm.

But Boss Ma didn't care at all. He waved his hand like a stunned man and said magnificently, "Don't worry! I'm Tiger. House's words are absolutely loud. Besides, I'm afraid of it. Those unconvinced guys all beat them to the point of being convinced!"

After saying that, the man waved his hand and scolded Fang Yu to Saab. Nice said, "Master, why don't we make a deal?"