Chapter 443 Ransom and Challenge!

After the deployment of the Holy Dragon City warriors responsible for vigilance was completed, it didn't take long before a dull sound of shackles crashed from the entrance of the dungeon.

The sound of the metal rubbing against the ground was continuous, and it was obvious that a large group of people were slowly moving upwards. You don't have to guess to know that it was the elf captive who had just been released.

Yue Qianhua and the others stared at the entrance intently, with a pretty face with a gloomy expression.

Not long after, two monks from Saint Dragon City in black armor, each carrying a long knife, came up with a rifle.

Their faces were completely obscured, revealing only a pair of eyes as sharp as falcons.

The two monks glanced around and silently retreated to the shadows, blending perfectly with those shadows.

If you didn't observe carefully, you wouldn't be able to find the figures of the two monks at all, as if no one existed there at all.

After discovering this situation, the three of Yue Qianhua looked at each other, and the expressions on their faces became more solemn.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

As the sound of metal crashing got closer and closer, an elf mercenary finally walked out of the dungeon slowly.

This elf mercenary is young and very handsome, but his complexion looks extremely bad.

Thin cheeks, sluggish steps, and slightly dull eyes are mixed together, making it impossible to believe that this guy is a proud elf!

The arrogance and conceit of the past are gone now, and all that remains is numbness and decadence.

Seeing the miserable appearance of this elf mercenary,

Yue Qianhua's eyebrows stood upright, and they wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't say anything.

Winning the king and defeating the bandit, they fell into the hands of the Holy Dragon City and were not killed. It is already a great luck, what more do you want?

As for preferential treatment of prisoners, huh, there is no such argument for foreign races.

The elf mercenary was staring blankly at the surroundings. When his eyes fell on the three of Yue Qianhua, the dull eyes finally showed a slight fluctuation.

This elven mercenary, whose heart is as strong as iron, and who does not frown when the knife is slashed on his body, actually has a mist of water in his eyes at this time.

At this moment, he finally realized that the three members of his own clan in front of him should be the messengers who came to redeem him.

A heart that was already numb also began to beat violently, causing his chest to become clogged, as if something was about to burst out.

At this moment, he really wanted to shout aloud to express the anguish in his heart.

But at this moment, a big foot in military boots slid heavily on his back, causing him to stumble forward a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

At the same time, a cold hum sounded in his ear, cold and ruthless.

"What are you in a daze, you blocked the door and didn't let others come out?"

A Holy Dragon City soldier glanced at him indifferently, then returned to the queue and ignored him.

The corners of Yue Qianhua's mouth twitched, and after glancing at the elf mercenary, they continued to look at the entrance of the dungeon.

At the entrance of the brightly lit dungeon, mercenaries from the elves were constantly walking to the ground, and then gathered together obediently according to the orders of the soldiers of the Holy Dragon City.

These rebellious guys have been repaired and completely lost their temper, and they are as well-behaved as little sheep.

After half a day, when no more prisoners finally appeared, the staff of the underground prison began to check the registration.

The mercenaries of the elves stepped forward one by one, reporting their names and rank and other information. After checking, someone would remove their shackles.

Different levels of mercenaries have different ransoms, so they must be counted one by one.

More and more mercenaries were freed, and then staggered to the back of Yue Qianhua and the three of them. The originally ashen cheeks also began to have a trace of anger.

While they were fortunate to have been redeemed, they also swore in their hearts that even if they were killed, they would never return to this place again.

That kind of terrifying experience like closing a small dark room almost drove them crazy!

When the last elf mercenary was released, the staff had completed the statistics and then reported the total amount of ransom to Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen turned to look at Yue Qianhua, and then saw the green soul lord standing behind her come forward and hand over a bag of brain beads to the staff member.

After checking, and confirming that the number of brain beads is correct, Tang Zhen ignored Yue Qianhua and the three of them and turned around and left.

Tang Zhen is really too lazy to deal with these guys, not to mention that they are asking for themselves now, so there is no need to give them a good face.

Yue Qianhua and others didn't have time to talk to Tang Zhen about the next cooperation matters. What they have to do now is to comfort and take care of these mercenaries so that they can recover as soon as possible.

After all, when they attack Hanyue Tower, they still need to work hard!

Gather these prisoners together, and then Yue Qianhua and others took them and left the inner city together.

At the gate of the inner city, the group of elven monks who had been waiting for Yue Qianhua finally saw her figure, and also saw the group of people who were described as withered.

It's just that they look worse than those homeless people!

An elf cultivator saw this and couldn't help cursing loudly: "This group of despicable human races, damn it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "Boy, do you dare to repeat that sentence just now?"

The elf cultivator frowned and turned to look in the direction of the voice, only to see a sturdy blond man staring at him coldly.

The blond man was wearing a suit of black armor with a cigarette in his mouth, looking very loose.

A peculiarly shaped black pistol and a walkie-talkie were hanging loosely around his waist.

It looks like a fool, but the murderous aura emanating from him is like substance, and his slightly narrowed eyes stare at the elf cultivator.

The conversation between the two immediately caught the attention of all the elf monks and onlookers, who all turned their attention to the two of them.

The elf cultivator glanced at the strong man, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he snorted softly: "I just say it again, what can you do to me?"

The blond man exhaled a smoke ring and replied in a seemingly casual tone: "Again, I can't do anything to you either..."

When the elf cultivator heard the words, the contempt in his eyes was even stronger, and he mocked: "Since you don't dare to do anything to me, then shut up for me immediately, I don't know how to live or die!"

Having been blocked at the city gate earlier, this elf cultivator took a sigh of relief. Wherever the group of them went, they were treated respectfully and respectfully. How could they ever receive such a cold reception?

Now that he met this blond man from the human race, he just found an opportunity to vent.

The onlookers on the side heard the words, their faces were different, and they all cast contempt at the blond man.

He was so tough as he said just now, but when someone asked back, the blond man immediately gave in, which is too embarrassing!

The blond man didn't change his face, just snorted and continued: "I mean, I won't do anything to you, but as long as you repeat it, I will kill you alone, understand?"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly became silent!

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