This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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"Strange, why no one kidnapped us?"

Under the walls of True Blood City, Satan Ye asked suspiciously.

True Blood City was originally a city of vampires, but during the long battle between treasure hunters and vampires, the city gradually changed hands and became the property of the Treasure Hunter Association.

It still retains a lot of the style of the vampire era. There are black Gothic buildings everywhere. Some dungeons and prison cells have been slightly modified to become shops. It looks like a strong alien style.

The claws of the Merchant Association haven't reached here yet, but that will happen sooner or later.

The treasure hunters who came here have already started to brag about their experience in Treasure City. The stock that can easily double their wealth with just a flick of a finger attracts the attention of most people, and they decide to go there to make a fortune when they have time.

And Lu Fan and his party came here yesterday.

They were excitedly planning to be kidnapped by the Treasure Hunters Association, eat and drink for a few days and then go back, but the first step of the plan fell through.

No one cares about them.

Two people and two slimes stood at the gate of the city, and the passing treasure hunters didn't look at them at all, and even avoided them slightly.

"Strange, we are big shots anyway, why didn't the Treasure Hunters Association catch us and extort ransom?" Lu Fan asked suspiciously.

"Because there is no arrest warrant for us. After all, our confrontation with the Treasure Hunters Association is still in the dark. On the bright side, everyone has not torn faces. In addition, they probably did not expect us to run out alone, so That's it." Satan Ye also sighed, "Which one of you brought money, I'm hungry."

"Benefactor, why don't you bring some grass?" Weak Chicken Man calmly handed over a bunch of grass.

Ignoring the weak chicken man who was still in the sage state, the rest of the teammates found that they didn't seem to know how to make money.

"I remember that Roland Church taught how to survive in a desperate situation?" Lu Fan asked.

"Yes. But most of them teach you how to survive adversity, such as killing demons and obtaining necessary protein from the corpses. The instructor specially recommended several kinds of worms, which can temporarily stop hunger after eating."

"I'm here for vacation, not for revolutionary education." Lu Fan refused righteously.

"So do I. That's troublesome. I can't be kidnapped and I don't have any money. What should we do?"

"Why don't the benefactors go back?"

"Eat your grass!" x3

After thinking hard for a long time, they still had nothing to do.

In the end, they found a solution that was not an option: first go and see what rewards are offered.

Since Grolin is the territory of the Treasure Hunter Association, all commissions here are issued by the Treasure Hunter Association.

On the entrustment board, they watched eagerly as someone posted the order, but someone surrounded the entrustment board, and only certain people could go in and choose first.

"Why?" the swordsman pointed at those people and asked, "How can they choose in advance?"

"The new ones." A muddy treasure hunter said with a smile: "They are the vice president's people, and they are eligible for limited selection."

"A person from the vice president?"

Discovering that these four were chicks, the treasure hunter was immediately taken aback.

He looked up and down, and he found that the other party was carrying two slimes, which should be sold for a sum of money later.

The clothes of the other two humans are generally not bad, and the frowning young man among them has a good sword, which should be sold for a good price in the future.

He gestured secretly to the nearby, pointed to the other side and said: "There are some things that cannot be explained in too much detail, let's talk about them in the alley. I like to mention newcomers like you. Just remember me when you become brilliant in the future. "

Leading a group of people into the alley, the old treasure hunter found that a group of people had surrounded the alley, so he made an excuse to leave the box, and then guarded the alley entrance.

not long,

There were beatings, screams, and kneeling begging for mercy in the alley.

"Young man... Take it as the first lesson, don't trust anyone here."

Leaning against the wall, he took out a half-smoked cigar, lit it reluctantly, let the smell of the cigar wash in his mouth, finally extinguished it reluctantly, and put it back in his pocket.

Hearing that the beating was still going on, he frowned and walked back into the alley.

"Don't be too ruthless, it won't be good if you kill him."

"Who did you kill?" Lu Fan asked, frowning.

The old treasure hunter stared at the scene in front of him, feeling like he was dreaming.

The whole alley seemed to have been painted over with blood. Twenty treasure hunters were lying on the ground in disorder, life and death unknown.

A treasure hunter was pressed against the wall like a mural, while the young man with fluffy hair was yawning and flipping through his pocket, muttering from time to time: "Poor ghost."

What scares him the most is one of the slimes, who obviously has the ability to cast spells. White lights fall on a treasure hunter from time to time, making him wake up constantly, and then he is constantly asked for information.

This state of being unable to faint but unable to escape is really terrifying.

And although these twenty or so treasure hunters were not strong, they were well prepared with all kinds of insidious means, and they shouldn't be able to deal with them at all.

It can only be said that the opponent's strength has already surpassed that of ordinary treasure hunters, making their schemes useless to them.

The swordsman regretfully threw away the rag-like treasure hunter: "I've inquired, it's just a few robbers, they didn't come to kidnap us."

"What a pity." Satan Ye shook his head regretfully, then turned to face the old treasure hunter at the entrance of the alley, "This?"

"Let's beat it together."

Facing four guys with unknown strengths, the old treasure hunter keenly saw the calluses in the swordsman's hands, so he immediately drew out his long sword and shouted: "Sword Saint Peter, I challenge you!"

"It's still a sword master, interesting."

The swordsman let go of his hand and walked towards the opponent.

Pulling out his long sword that exudes a cold glow, he said softly: "Sword master and swordsman, accept your challenge."

If there are no special regulations, duels between Juggernauts are generally one-on-one.

Juggernauts represent their dedication to swordsmanship, one-on-one is part of their honor, and it is an unshakable criterion.

Looking at the swordsman who came forward alone, Old Peter smiled contemptuously in his heart.

Young man, it's really too...

As soon as the idea came into being, it stopped abruptly.

The swordsman came behind him at some point, shook off the frozen blood on the long sword, and yawned boredly.

"too weak."

Old Peter raised his hand stiffly and touched his neck.

There, a line of blood emerged, and the cold air seeping out from the wound carried an ice-cold murderous aura, as if even the soul would be frozen by it.

"So fast."

After Old Peter fell down, a group of people went forward to search the body skillfully, and then nodded happily.

All right, we have money for dinner tonight.

After they left the alley happily, several men in black clothes wrapped in shrouds walked in.

They are corpse collectors.

Corpses also play a very important role sometimes, and sometimes they are even better than living people.

But after seeing clearly who was dead, a body collector said dissatisfiedly: "Cut, Peter the Immortal. Get up, bastard."

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