The Devil's Escape Diary

This quality, as a professional businessman, can naturally be recognized at a glance.

Then there is the little star-scarred cat on the shoulder of Hughes, how can I say, a thing like Warcraft is not something anyone can afford.

Especially the honest appearance of the little star-scarred cat sitting on the shoulders of Seuss, it looked like he was well trained.

Can an adult star-scarred cat who is a mid-level Warcraft ceiling be trained like this, can this be a simple person?

Look at the appearance, human.

For this mustache, Hughes was already considered the most popular among strangers, humans, and money.

He jumped up and said with a smile on his face, "Oh, I am the boss, you are the one who gave the money, and you are the boss! What about the boss? What do you think of me? Give you an introduction?"

This guy still speaks human language instead of lingua franca, and he is obviously looking for a sense of closeness.

But the human language, Hughes, too. Hughes spoke to the Elf Nunu group and said: "How can this elves sell?"

The mustache froze for a moment: "Oh, boss, you still speak Locke language. By coincidence, isn't it? I'm also from the Locke Kingdom. Which province do you belong to? Oh, needless to say, I heard it, Norton The accent over there, right!"

"How nonsense are you!" Hughes looked at the human with dissatisfaction: "I ask you how this fairy sells!"

But before the moustache could reply, another voice appeared next to him: "Boss, how does this elf sell it?"

It is also a human accent.

Hughes looked over and found that this was a human with only one face in a black robe, not enough. From the sideburns, this guy's hair was actually green, and even his pupils were biased towards light green and brown.

Well, I met a looter.

Korsas also frowned slightly, why are the humans in this ruined place also interested in elves?

ps: Seeking votes first!!Is school starting recently and everyone is rushing homework frantically?I feel a lot less people.

Chapter 221: This is an ancestral R*Q!

The mustache glanced at the two humans who wanted to buy elves, and suddenly became embarrassed.

"Um, two bosses." The mustache said awkwardly, "This elf is an exhibit, not for sale."

The boss is shrewd, and the night elves are sent back to the country to sell. Those noble lords are the ones who know the goods!At that time, throw it at your own auction house, and the price is estimated to soar to the sky.

After all, this is an elf slave!

It can be a family heirloom after being trained!!

With an elf in hand, future generations will never worry!

"Don't sell it?" Hughes wondered: "You are here, why not sell it?"

"That's right." Corsas also said: "Open the door to do business, how can anyone refuse a buyer? You can tell how much it costs."

"The real boss." Little Moustache was embarrassed: "I won't sell it for any money. This is just an exhibition, but if the two bosses really want it, they can return to China."

With that said, this mustache handed two silver cards.

Hughes finally took a look, and said slowly, "Jerigo Chamber of Commerce..."

Kol'thas put the card away, swept around the mustache, and asked in confusion: "Why didn't you see the banner of your chamber of commerce?"

"Province's swagger." The little beard smiled slightly: "I'm not afraid of the two jokes. We take custom business most of the time, so we rarely swagger."

Coles frowned and said, "Since you let the two of us go back home to buy, it proves that this fairy is not custom made?"

"No, it's not, but this is safe." The mustache slightly arched his hand, reaching for a house next to him, and bending over: "Two bosses, say inside?"

Hughes glanced at the new human, then nodded.

Seuss always felt that there was something wrong with the guy wrapped in the cloak, and Kol'thas always found it strange to see Seuss.

On the way to the house, Hughes deliberately slowed a few steps, then looked at Barbara.

The latter understood what it meant, and leaned over to Husseus and whispered: "This Jericho, like the Red Dragon Chamber of Commerce, is a large chamber of commerce that exaggerates race, but humans are located in fertile soil and their economic strength is higher than that of the Orc Empire. In other words, this Jericho Chamber of Commerce has more money than the Red Dragon Chamber of Commerce."

Hughes nodded, indicating that he understood.

Coming to the house, this is a uniquely decorated Winter’s City room that Seuss rarely sees. The moustache guided them to sit down, and several maids came over and poured a glass of fine wine for Seuss and Corsas alone. .

Corsas took a sip and said lightly: "Sisa dry red, a good thing."

Hughes: "......"

"Good stuff." He slowly put down the wine glass, although he couldn't make any difference at all.

There is something about this human being who popped up suddenly. You can drink this thing in one sip?

The moustache suddenly opened his eyes and smiled: "The boss is so powerful, he can drink it in one sip, I don't know which one..."

"Don't inquire." Hughes and Korsas both frowned and said displeasedly.

When the two of them finished speaking, they froze for a moment.

The moustache suddenly suddenly, he has heard too much about the children of the great nobles running around and pretending to be forced, and it is estimated that these are the descendants of the great nobles who have a little strength to see the mainland.

Since they didn’t want to say, the moustache was not broken, but smiled: “I’m not satisfied with what the two bosses said, how rare the elves are. The two bosses should know that she really doesn’t sell it. If the two bosses really want Yes, the two owners can go there during the winter auction in St. Wabel. What I just gave the two owners is the admission ticket of the auction. Believe me, there must be a lot of things that are of interest to the old version."

The name of Saint Vabel, Husseus, heard from Anna, the capital of the Locke Kingdom.

Hughes said displeased: "Why do you have to go to the auction?"

The mustache smiled and said, "Boss, there is competition to have value. This elf is once in a hundred years! If the president knows that I sold her here, do I want to have my head any more? Boss, this elf is not an ordinary elf, and the strength of that one is almost high-level. We were finally caught after a few brothers died. The two of you are still with the devil now, and it is not safe to carry it, right? "

"You don't need to worry about things that are unsafe." Korsas squinted: "One hundred and twenty years ago, an elven slave appeared in the United States of Mystery, and the final transaction price was 100,000 gold coins. I'll give you 100,000, and this wizard will sell it. What about me?"

Hugh was secretly speechless, one hundred thousand gold coins!This is a ton of gold!That chick is so valuable?

The mustache was obviously moved, but his eyes rolled and he said, "Boss, this is a gap of more than a hundred years."

Korsas snorted coldly: "Then I'll tell you! The nobleman who bought the elven slave returned the elven slave to the elven dynasty on the third day, and the chamber of commerce that sold the elven slave fell apart a month later. It was hung before the Chamber of Commerce. Everyone knows who did it! The elves are the most arrogant and do not allow any slavery to appear on their own land and citizens. If you dare to auction this elves, you are not afraid of the elven dynasty. Is this revenge? Jericho... it's just a chamber of commerce anyway."