Chapter 443: Ransom and slap!

With the deployment of the St. Dragon City Warrior in charge of the alert, it took a long time to get a dull ankle impact from the entrance to the dungeon. Eight?? One? Chinese network W? WW. 81ZW. COM
The sound of the metal rubbing against the ground is a piece of it. It is obvious that a large group of people are moving slowly upwards. It is not necessary to guess that it is the captive of the elves who have just been released.
Yue Qianhua and others looked at the entrance intently, a pretty face, and the expression was cloudy.
In a short time, two monks of the Holy Dragon City wearing black armor, each carrying a long knife, walked up with a portable rifle.
Their faces were sturdy and sturdy, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle.
The two monks glanced around and silently returned to the shadows, blending perfectly with those shadows.
If you don't look at it carefully, you can't have two monks at all, as if there were no people at all.
After this situation, the three thousand people looked at each other and the expression on their faces was more dignified.
"Oh, oh yeah..."
As the sound of the metal crashed closer and closer, there was finally a mercenary mercenary who slowly walked out of the dungeon.
The mercenary of this elf is not very old, and his appearance is very beautiful, but his temperament is very poor.
The thin cheeks, the slow pace, and the slightly sluggish eyes are mixed, making people simply unable to believe that this guy is a proud elf!
Once arrogant and conceited, it is now gone, the only thing left is numbness and decadence.
Seeing the miserable appearance of this elf mercenary, Yue Qianhua's three-eyed Liu Mei was upside down and wanted to say something, but eventually did not speak.
When they became defeated, they fell into the hands of Shenglongcheng and were not killed. It is already a fortune for Tianda. What else do you want to be extravagant?
As for the preferential treatment of prisoners, huh, huh, for the aliens, there is no such statement.
The elf mercenary was looking around at the moment, and when his eyes fell on the body of the three thousand, the eyes of the wooden, finally appeared a wave of fluctuations.
This elder warrior, who is as strong as an iron, and who does not frown on his body, has a mist of water in his eyes.
At this moment, he finally realized that the three people of his own family should come to redeem their messengers.
A heart that had already been numb, also began to violently jump, letting his chest block, as if something had to be sprayed out.
At this moment, he really wants to scream and scream.
But at this moment, a large foot in a military boot squatted on his back, letting him rush forward a few steps and almost fell to the ground.
At the same time, a cold voice rang in his ear, cold and ruthless.
"What stays, do you block the door and let others not come out?"
A holy dragon warrior glanced at him indifferently, then returned to the queue and ignored him.
Next to the month, Qian Qianhua’s mouth was pumped, and after glance at the elf mercenary, he continued to look at the entrance to the dungeon.
At the entrance to the brightly lit dungeons, mercenaries of the elves went on to the ground, and then obediently gathered together in accordance with the orders of the Holy Dragon Warriors.
These unruly guys have been repaired with no temper, and they are just like little sheep.
After half a day, finally there were no more prisoners, and the staff of the underground prison began to register for review.
The mercenaries of the elves came forward one by one, reporting their names and grades, and after checking them, someone would remove them from their ankles.
Different levels of mercenaries, ransom is not the same, so you must count the statistics.
More and more mercenaries have gained freedom, and then they walked to the back of the three thousand people, and the original gray cheeks began to have a trace of anger.
While rejoicing in redemption, they also vowed in their hearts that they would kill them and would never return to this place.
The kind of horror experience that is like a small black house, almost drove them alive!
When the last Elf mercenary was released, the staff had completed the statistics and reported the total ransom to Tang Zhen.
Tang Zhen turned his head and looked at Yue Qianhua. Then he saw the green soul lord standing behind her and came up to give the bag of the brain to the staff member.
After the check was completed, it was confirmed that the number of brains was correct. Tang Zhen ignored the three thousand people and turned and left.
For these guys, Tang Zhen is really too lazy to take care of it, not to mention that now they are asking for themselves, so there is no need to give them a good face.
Yue Qianhua and others did not have time to talk to Tang Zhen about the next cooperation. What they are going to do now is to take care of these mercenaries and let them recover as soon as possible.
After all, when you attack the Cold Moon City, you still need them to work hard!
The captives were brought together, and then Yue Qianhua and others took them and left the inner city together.
At the entrance of the inner city, the group of elf monks who were waiting for Yue Qianhua finally saw her figure, and also saw the group of people who described the withered.
It’s just that they are now, it looks worse than those who are wanderers!
When an elf monk saw it, he couldn’t help but cursed a loud voice: "This despicable human race is really damn!"
When his voice just fell, he heard a cold voice suddenly sounding: "Just, the sentence just now, would you dare to say it again?"
The elf monk frowned and turned to look in the direction of the sound, but saw a strong golden man staring at him coldly.
The golden man was wearing a black armor with a cigarette in his mouth and it looked very sloppy.
A peculiar black pistol and a walkie-talkie were hanging loosely around his waist.
It seems to be a slap in the face, but the murderousness that comes out of him is like the real, the slight eyes, even staring at the elf monk.
The dialogue between the two immediately caught the attention of all the elves of the monks and the onlookers, who together looked down on the two.
The elf monk swept the brawny, his eyes flashed a little disdain, and scorned: "I just say it again, how can you treat me?"
The golden man spit a cigarette ring and replied in a seemingly casual tone: "I can't tell you how to say it again..."
The elf monk heard the words, the contempt in the eyes was more intense, and ridiculed: "If you dare not treat me, then give me a quick shut up, I don't know the dead guy!"
Previously blocked at the gate of the city, the elf monk took a sigh of relief. Wherever they went, they were treated with respect and respect. Why have you been treated with such a cold reception?
Nowadays, when he meets the golden man of this Terran, he just found a chance to vent.
The onlookers on the side heard the words and showed their scornful eyes on the golden man.
I just said so hard, and as a result, people asked, this golden man immediately smashed, which is too shameful!
The golden man did not change his face, but he snorted and continued: "I mean, I won't treat you, but as long as you repeat it, I will kill you alone, understand?"
As soon as this statement came out, it was quiet!