Chapter 669 Brothers Have a Hard Life

After saying this, Amelia suddenly felt like he couldn't pretend anymore.

He thought about it carefully, trying to confirm when he had revealed his true colors.

After a moment of silence, the corners of his mouth slowly opened, revealing his messy, sharp, and yellow teeth.

"Hey, we are all brothers. Wouldn't it be awkward to say so much?"

Amelia lowered his voice and then glanced back at the other intelligence dealers carefully.

Those people were discussing fiercely, and no one paid attention to this side.

After Amelia put his mind at ease, he said, "To be honest, I have indeed surrendered to the Holy City."

"It's just that my life there is not easy, not as you think."

"My life is hard!"

As he spoke, his eyes turned red, as if he had suffered some great injustice.

Hearing this, the two gods looked at each other.

Both saw the meaning of "stable" in each other's eyes.

Amelia pursed her lips and continued, "You know, the Holy City has its own intelligence channels."

"And that great king is a god, he doesn't think highly of me at all."

"Brother, I'm being ostracized in there, I don't even get to drink soup."

It has to be said that Amelia's ability to make up lies is still very good.

She lied without missing a single micro-expression on her face.

She looked really miserable.

But the other two gods were not fools.

They knew in their hearts that with Amelia's smooth personality, he would not be bad wherever he went.

You know, he was the ruthless man who said to Lu Xiao, "Then I have to drink a few more sips."

Although the two did not know this dark history, it did not hinder their judgment of Amelia.

Let's not talk about whether he was doing well or not, all they wanted was to save their lives.

After such a long time of operating intelligence, the resources accumulated by the two were already an unimaginable number.

Even if they don't do this business in the future, with the status of the two gods, at least they won't be like Amelia said, not even able to drink soup.

Although there are many gods in hell, the land area of ​​hell is large enough.

If the territory is divided equally among each god, the territory occupied by each of them is unimaginable.

Therefore, the purpose of the two gods is still related to their own family.

Even if it costs some price, it is not unacceptable.

And Amelia's behavior of selling misery is nothing more than waiting for the two people's offer.

The two gods have already budgeted for this, and they all stretched out five fingers.

One of them has seven fingers on his palm, so his outstretched palm looks a little weird.

"Fifty percent!"

Before Amelia could doubt the two, the seven-fingered god took the lead to explain: "Fifty percent of the wealth we have obtained from intelligence management over the years."

"Fuck!" Amelia was shocked.

This is not a small amount.

He himself is an intelligence dealer, and the two in front of him are a little worse than him.

But the resources in his hands are absolutely astronomical.

Even if they are used to feed a large race, there is absolutely no problem.

Of course, these resources are very diverse.

Because when each intelligence dealer sells intelligence, the resources he asks for are things that they can use themselves.

Therefore, not all things are useful to Amelia.

So Amelia slowly said: "Can you exchange it for water for me?"

In hell, water can be exchanged for everything.

It is almost the same as currency.

Hearing this, the corners of the mouths of the two gods twitched.

"You are quite greedy!" The speaker is still the god with seven fingers.

"We would like to exchange it for water for you, but we don't have that much."

This god was born from the Nightmare clan.

The life of his clan is born with the ability to manipulate dreams.

The gentle town in the gathering place of succubi was built with his help.

The strength of this clan is very strong.

As for the other one, his race is wind elves.

The tribe behind this god is also quite powerful.

Although not as good as the Nightmare Clan, it is not much worse.

Both are large tribes in hell.

The appearance of the Nightmare Clan is similar to those demons of the royal family, but their skin is dark, not as red as the royal family.

The wind elves are a humanoid race.

Although the name contains the word "elf", they have nothing to do with elves.

It's just that this tribe is naturally close to the wind element, so they named themselves wind elves.

Their appearance and body are similar to humans, and they can be regarded as the existence of beauty in hell.

The wind elf god nodded and agreed: "Of course, if you must have water, we can get it together and give it to you."

"It will take a long time, it depends on whether you can wait."

The meaning of his words is already very clear, that is, no.

Amelia naturally understood the hidden meaning of this sentence.

He shook his head repeatedly and said, "It's not necessary to have water."

"But you two have paid such a huge price, it can't be as simple as asking me to help you turn against the Holy City, right?"

With the strength of the tribes behind these two, if they want to join the Holy City alliance, the Holy City will definitely not refuse.

The Nightmare narrowed his eyes and his tone became low: "Of course it won't be that simple!"

"If we just surrender to the Holy City, we don't need to pay such a high price!"

"What we want is to monopolize the Holy City's intelligence channels!"

When Amelia heard this, she shook her head and refused without thinking: "I think you are crazy."

"You actually want to reach your hand into the Holy City!"

"You still don't know the tyrant's temper until now?"

The wind elf beside him shook his head slightly, then a smile appeared on his face and said: "That's not what I said."

"You and I both know what the Holy City's intelligence channels are!"

As he said, he swept his eyes over the group of king-level intelligence dealers behind him.

"The intelligence channels of the Holy City rely on these retail traders to form a large network to cover the entire hell."

"Assuming their channels disappear, do you think the three of us have a chance?"

Amelia curled her lips and answered without thinking: "No chance!"

"You know, I know too."

"Do you think I haven't tried?"

"Or do you think the high-level people in the Holy City are fools? Can you let you erode their internal affairs?"

At this point, Amelia has made a decision in her heart.

These two people must be kept away.

Otherwise, it is easy to cause him some unnecessary trouble.