Chapter 1315 Pretty Boy, Do You Want to Eat? "

"Little boy, do you want to eat?"

"Little boy, do you want to cut your head?"

"Little boy, knock your back? Little sister is doing a good job."

Walking on the streets of Shell Island, Mag gradually lost himself in the sound of pretty boys, watching the succubi standing at the door of the small house one by one, welcoming you with warm smiles and sweet voices, so enthusiastic and unrestrained Serious work attitude is really respected.

"These young ladies are so enthusiastic, they all let us go to their houses to play." Amy looked around curiously, not forgetting to wave at those enthusiastic succubus young ladies.

"Yeah, it's rare to see such an enthusiastic young lady. Shall we go and have fun?" Irina looked at Mag with a smile and said.

"Yes, but it's not necessary." McGonagall looked serious, trying to frame him, but he wasn't that stupid.

But this Shell Island is really special. Walking on the road made him feel like walking on the streets of Guangzhou, probably because the sound of "beautiful boy" was too bewitching, and he drifted away when he heard it.

"Then where are we going now?" Amy asked curiously.

"We're going to buy a piece of land first, and then build a restaurant." McGonagall said softly, looking left and right, most of the shell islands were occupied by large and small shell houses, and there were hundreds of thousands of people living on the island. Demons can be regarded as a big island, with a huge gap between the rich and the poor. The bottom-level demons make a living by fishing in the sea, while the upper-middle class demons exploit the bottom-level demons or do some business to maintain their dignity.

The low-level demons live on the rugged rocks around the island. Every year when the evil wind blows, many low-level demons are blown away with their houses.

Near the center of the island, the terrain gradually flattened out, and a decent-sized town rose from the ground. Although it was also a house made of shells and rocks, its scale and style were completely different from those of the small nests on the rocks that could only accommodate one or two demons. It's different, tall buildings and shops can be seen everywhere, and all kinds of demons run various shops, which is very lively.

And Mag also noticed that there was a wooden sign hanging on the door of those shops, engraved with the three characters of "Hall of Ten Kings", which was similar to the wooden sign hanging on the waist of the old fisherman before, but more delicate and larger Some.

"Will we also have a shell restaurant?" Amy's eyes lit up, her face full of anticipation.

"If Amy likes it, then we will build a shell restaurant." Mag nodded with a smile. It is naturally the best that the style can be integrated into Shell Island.

walked all the way,

Mag also didn't see the shop listed for sale. Here, he was going to start over. The first thing he had to do was to acquire a piece of land so that he could call the mobile restaurant over and build a new restaurant.

"It seems to be selling land over there." Irina pointed to a closed shop on the far corner of the street and said.

"land sale"

Mag looked at the two big characters shining brightly on the shop, and was a little surprised at the uprightness of the devil's business, but since there was a special channel for selling land, it saved him the trouble of looking for shops everywhere.

Walking to the shop, Mag stretched out his hand and patted the wooden door. After a while, a tall bull-headed demon opened the door, yawning and shouting impatiently: "What are you doing?"

"We want to buy a piece of land." McGonagall said calmly. This bull-headed demon is only at level five, and he can hit ten with one punch.

"Come in." The bull-headed demon sized Mag up. He didn't see which race he belonged to, nor did he see his strength, but he vaguely felt that he was no weaker than himself, so his attitude eased up, and he turned and walked in.

Mag and the others entered the door. The shop was small, with only one table and three chairs, one of which had a limped leg, the light was very dim, and the air was filled with a smell of cattle. There are more than a dozen wooden signs, and a bunch of keys hang under each wooden sign.

"It stinks." Amy walked to the door, pinched her nose and turned to go out again, refusing to enter the door again.

Irina also stopped at the door and closed the door by the way.

The bull-headed demon walked up to the wooden signs, flipped through a few pieces at random, looked back at Mag and said, "What land do you want to buy? In the center of the island, or on the periphery of the island? For living, or for business?"

"I plan to open a restaurant. It doesn't have to be in the center of the island, but the area should be larger." McGill thought for a moment.

"It's really a troublesome request." The bull-headed demon turned around and rummaged through the wooden cards. After a while, he took a wooden card from the corner and threw it at Mag, saying: "This land, 150,000 Copper coins, the full amount."

"Why don't you take us to see the place first?" Mag glanced at the address and approximate area written on the wooden sign, then looked at the bull-headed demon and said.

"Take it to watch? Heh, without this service, do you want to buy it or not." The beef devil said impatiently: "If you don't buy it, then go, I still have to sleep."

Mag turned over the wooden sign in his hand. The wooden sign recorded the general information of this house. It has six rooms and a garden, and the area should be quite large.

"Deal." Mag took out a money bag and poured it on the table. The golden dragon coin fell on the table with a crisp sound, "You tap it."

The bull-headed demon's eyes lit up, and he squatted in front of the table to count the money. The one hundred and fifty dragon coins were quickly counted.

"Tell me your name, I'll register it, and the land will belong to you." The bull-headed demon put away the dragon coin, pulled out a thick booklet from under the table, and said looking at Mag.

"Hades." McGonagall said.

The bull-headed demon left the word Hades on the booklet in crooked handwriting, then wrote a serial number, took out a seal from the drawer, pressed it hard on the name, nodded at Mag and said: "Mr. Hades, that wooden sign is your proof of ownership of this house. The transaction has been completed, and you can go and see your new house."

"Okay." Mag nodded slightly, the process was simpler than he imagined, put away the wooden sign and turned to leave.

"By the way, if you just came to Shell Island, I suggest you go to the Hall of Ten Kings to buy a shield. Without a shield, life on Shell Island will be very difficult." The bull-headed demon put away the brochure, looked at Looking at Mag's back, he reminded.

"Thank you." Mag nodded slightly, pushed open the wooden door and walked out, took a breath of fresh air outside, waved the token in his hand at Irina and Amy, and said with a smile: "Let's go, we First go to the Hall of Ten Kings to buy an amulet, and then we can go to our new home."

"Hall of Ten Kings? Those guys, shouldn't they protect themselves first?" Irina looked at Mag and frowned slightly.