Chapter 725: . The old man in charge of the janitor

"How come, when you entered the dark road: I always watched it." The smile on the corner of the old man's mouth widened: "Look, isn't your comrade-in-arms just being left in place?"
"When we come out of the market, we will definitely take him away. What does it matter to you?" DeWitt looked dissatisfied.
A soldier who had just been damaged was mentioned so frivolously in his mouth, it was really uncomfortable.
"I'm worried that before you come back, your comrades will be gone. After all, Xiaocai likes to eat such fresh flesh." The old man raised his hand and pointed at the wall.
"Ah!" the soldiers exclaimed.
The bulges of multicolored streamers shining on the walls were originally thought by DeWitt and his colleagues to be colored stones installed on the walls for illumination. As a result, the soldiers approached and looked closely: they found scales densely spread on it, and shallow transparent blood vessels.
A giant snake was hidden among the four walls of the underpass.
Cremont felt cold sweat in his back.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to remind you." The old man still maintained the smile on his face and continued: "Here I have looked at the door for many years here, I have to find a living for myself."
DeWitt glanced at the body of R & F Lock not far behind. He asked the old man, "How much is your business?"
"If you don't say anything else, ten gold coins." The old man smiled with joy and gestured with his index finger on his chest.
"Ten gold coins!" There was a cry of exclamation among the soldiers.
"Ten gold coins, we can give you. But you not only have to help us preserve the soldier's body, but also tell us the road ahead." DeWitt said one by one.
He was already aware of the weirdness of the market governed by this centaur. In order to be able to safely withdraw from it, he had to seize the opportunity to inquire about intelligence at the beginning.
"Yes." The old man was very interested. "It's just that there are some good people who abide by the rules in this market. Do you want me to tell you what to write?"
"Who is hosting this market?" DeWitt asked.
"Of course it is sponsored by the top forces of all races on the island together." The old man smiled and said: "You can see if you go in and see that the power of one race can not support the business transportation of this market."
"What can we get in this market?" Cremont posed another question.
The old man paused for a while and said: "As long as you want to buy, this market will have to sell."
"Is there any special rules for this market?" DeWitt asked the last question after thinking for a while.
The old man smiled softly: "This market is a kaleidoscope. There are different rules for different people. If you want me to tell you in detail, just forget it."
After receiving the old man's reply, DeWitt stood still for a while. In the end, ten shiny gold coins were pulled out of his arms. Spilled in the hands of the old man.
"Hehe." The old man shook the gold coin in his hand. After a deep glance at DeWitt, it disappeared in front of everyone.
"Let's move on," DeWitt ordered.
The underpass was not as long as expected. Soon after, DeWitt and others stood in front of another door at the end of the underpass.
"Kara--" DeWitt solemnly twisted the door lock.
All kinds of noise came like a tide to the people standing at the door.
The streamer on the colorful snake in the underworld suddenly disappeared at this moment.
"What's this place?" A soldier looked back and forth and couldn't help saying.
The dark road was completely dark, and before them was the huge air like a factory illuminated by the dark blue light.
There seemed to be hazy smoke flowing in the room.
Although I felt that someone was walking in front of me, I couldn't see anyone's face.
"It's strange," Able said.
When he tried to cast a spell to remove the smoke in front of him, he found that he could not play any role.
The white smoke is like a brick and a soil stepped on the foot, it is fixed and remains in this room.
"You can't see the road at all." Cremont said with a frown.
"Go," DeWitt said.
Everyone can only follow the back of their predecessors and fumble forward, and get into the flow of people.
"Slap--" A harsh whipping sound came from the right side of the team.
The soldiers looked around and saw a tiger skin girl with a collar tied around her neck, and a middle-aged man in uniform holding a leather whip in front of her.
The man whispered to the young girl lying on the ground without care.
"Nausea..." After a glance, Cremont turned his head away.
As the team progressed, the scouts noticed that more naked boys and girls were kept in the nutrition compartment, and many of them were wounded on their bodies~EbookFREE.me~ DeWitt sighed, Yin Ren said: "Let's find the place to supply food, let's go out quickly."
"Actually, I really want to know if there will be a store that provides food." Cremont rubbed his temples with a complex look.
The two walked in silence for a while and saw one of the street shops in view: one of them was filled with cut meat on the chopping board at the door.
"Is there a butcher's shop?" Able surprised aside.
"It should be." DeWitt looked at the store with hope in his eyes.
Cremont didn't say much and went straight to the door of the shop. Asked: "Hello, are you a butcher here?"
"Yes." A middle-aged man covered with grease put on his work clothes and came over to answer.
Even though there was only a chopping board less than one meter wide in front of them, Cremont still couldn't see the butcher's face.
Putting aside this doubt, Clermont smiled and continued to ask: "We are going to buy some meat. May I ask what kind of animal meat you sell here?"
"Animals? We don't catch them that much. You have fresh elf thigh meat in front of you." The butcher replied: "If you want to buy inferior meat like animals, you have to go a little further. "
When Cremont heard the first sentence of the butcher's shop, the brain hadn't responded yet, and the body reacted first, and his stomach was tumbling.
"Got it, thank you." Cremont nodded, covering his mouth, and then exited the door.
When he was about to leave this time, Cremont discovered that various names were marked under the meat board.
After seeing the nameplate of the human race, Cremont stepped a little bigger.
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