"I think you're exaggerating."
As the tug-of-war began, the person in charge knew that he had met an enemy and immediately put on a serious expression.
Many watched with interest as Jia Luo and the person in charge continued to tug at each other's interests. Perhaps the knack behind it could really become a field of knowledge. But as the conversation went on, the person in charge seemed to be annoyed by Jia Luo's tug-of-war. He waved his hand and said angrily, "This is unreasonable!
This is daylight robbery! "
"Who snatched this staff first?
If this priceless staff was put up for auction, I think the final value of the staff would be more than what you gave me, right? "
Looking at the person in charge's pale face, many of them felt it was a little funny. Just as they were about to ask Jia Lou to end this farce, four burly guards walked over from all sides.
Want to fight?
The person in charge was also furious. With his demeanor, he shouldn't be so flustered and exasperated. Who would have thought that Jia Lou had already used that staff to obtain ten beautiful female slaves and more than thirty objects of various sizes from him?
Even if half of them were fake, the value was enough to make him suffer. This was the biggest concession he could make, but the other party was still not satisfied. It could even be said that he was pestering endlessly!
However, the auction house still had a bottom line and did not directly rob. But seeing that the person in charge was so angry, the guards were very tactful and prepared to walk over to support their master. But soon, they found that they had encountered some trouble.
In their field of vision, the demon sitting in the armchair on the opposite side was still quietly staring at the red wine in the glass in his hand. But the guards clearly saw their vision suddenly blur, and then they felt as though their bodies had collided with something!
"Boom!"
The muffled sound could be heard clearly in the room. Jia Lou was a little stunned as he looked at the guards who were about to directly walk up to him. As if they had hit an invisible wall, they suddenly bounced back. One of the guards' face was distorted, and the other almost fell to the ground because of the dizziness and loss of balance!
This scene made people speechless. The room was suddenly silent. The guards immediately wanted to pull out their weapons vigilantly, but they found that their weapons seemed to be sucked in and could not be pulled out at all!
The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and then they heard a somewhat ethereal voice.
"That's it. I agree with your plan."
The words spoken by Lot's spirit power immediately made all the guards let go of their hands as if they had some kind of magic power. The ability to speak without opening his mouth clearly made these guards realize what kind of person the person sitting in front of them was. Except for Lot and Jia Luo, the rest of the people in the room didn't even dare to breathe loudly!
"Happy trading."
Many of them stood up and put the items into their Space Rings without any hesitation. Afterwards, they turned around and left the room.
The beautiful female slaves behind him stared at each other, not knowing what to do. Jia Luo also hesitated for a moment and said, "Pack up, let them come with me."
Just like that, a line of tall beauties dressed in simple clothes followed behind Garro, following the footsteps of many others as they walked into the distance …
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"Little bastard!"
"Don't — Madam … I —"
Many grimaced in pain and begged for mercy. Mrs. Vasaki stretched out a hand and pinched his ear. Her face was flushed, and she was obviously a little angry. Of course, a madam's anger generally did not last for more than a few seconds. Looking at Lot's timid appearance, she still did not use any more force. Instead, she pulled back and forth. Then she poked Lot's head with great force and sighed, "You!"
The hotel's big private room was filled with an unstoppable fragrance. Many people looked back helplessly at the ten beauties of various races who were trembling in fear in the room. They didn't know if they should ask them to sit down, because there weren't that many stools!
"Jia Luo, make arrangements for them."
In desperation, Lot had to let Jia Luo do these things. Although there was no agreement or promise between them, Lot felt that he was like a qualified secretary who helped them deal with miscellaneous things.
"Okay."
"By the way, are you willing to work under me?"
Lot suddenly asked this question. He felt that it could not go on like this. At least there had to be a reliable agreement.
"Sir, as long as it's not a death wish, I'm willing."
Jia Luo's answer was straightforward — he would not work for Lot, but he could work for him.
This was a very normal thing. On this continent, it was the dream of countless people to find a powerful backer — but a pretty boy like Jia Luo would not win the favor of any guy with a strong background. In the Abyss Demon Clan, where men were superior to women, no one was willing to be threatened with being cuckolded at any time. And as a succubus of the female race … Jia Luo did not have the capital to win their favor — because it was a race that relied on strength, and there was no future to rely on looks alone.
So he made this choice and did not regret it at all.
Of course, this guy did not know what path he had embarked on — years later, this Abyss Demon walking on the Roslorian continent would definitely sigh at the drama of today's choice.
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More than a dozen female slaves were arranged on the second and third floors of the inn. To be honest, the boss was also amazed by these beautiful women. As he wiped them, he secretly cursed that the rich and powerful guy upstairs would sooner or later be exhausted to death by these women. He also sighed when he could have such a wife — and then when he sighed, his wife who could really be described as frighteningly beautiful grabbed him and complained and threatened him.
Jia Luo did not care about these things. He carefully took care of everything that he could do. Since he had agreed to so many requests, he would not choose to cut corners. Speaking of which, demons … or rather, the Abyss Race all had this common problem. It was a kind of servility ingrained in their bones.
Whether it was the high and mighty Abyss Demons or the lowest class of suffering commoners whose height was less than the height of many people's waists, everyone lived in this kind of abnormal society. Even if they were dissatisfied with the orders of their superiors, they would silently carry it out, and there were few who would resist.
Jia Luo was one of them. He quietly dug out his own pocket to buy suitable clothes for these female slaves, including underwear and other things specifically for women. No matter what the boss named Prometheus above him said, Jia Luo thought that since he had "latched onto" the boss, he should be like a servant. There were many things that he did not need to be instructed by his superior, and he should do it quickly and quickly.
Many naturally knew what Jia Luo was doing, but he was quite appreciative of this attitude — know your place and do what you should do. There was no need to be servile, as long as you were happy.
"Don't be afraid, nothing here can threaten you."
Many sat in their armchairs and quietly looked at the pitiful girl in front of them. She was a female Abyss Demon with a head of black hair. To be honest, apart from the two small horns on her head and her small and cute fangs, she looked like a graceful classical beauty in their world.
Many people felt that her appearance was very much in line with the graceful classical beauties in their world. She had a quiet temperament when she sat quietly, but now this temperament was mixed with a kind of suppressed panic and pretended calmness.
"I just want to know something. Don't think of me as something scary. After you answer my questions, you can move around freely. You can also leave this place, or just stay in the room I've arranged for you. I won't interfere with your decision."
These words made the girl widen her eyes, but she still did not dare to speak.
Many was very patient — as a sniper, patience was a virtue, and this was the seventh girl — and Many was used to their panic because they could not trust the person in front of them.
The so-called "useful" that Nairíos mentioned did not specify anything, but Many was not a person who waited for others to give him hints. After he returned, he was first scolded by Madame Vasaki, but he still thickened his face and let these women stay in the inn. Then, he began to ask them about their lives one by one.
To be honest, to Many who did not understand the Abyss Continent, these female slaves from all over the world had indeed provided him with a lot of useful information, and many of them were very important.
Madame Vasaki knew that Many would not cheat, but she still took the initiative to return to her bedroom and rely on her senses to listen to the conversation between Many and the female slaves outside the door. Even so, the miserable experiences that the Medusa and Many described in the conversation almost made the Patriarch of the Medusa Tribe shed tears.
Status!
It was all about status!
The female slaves had different identities and came from all over the world, but they all had one thing in common: the reason why they were here was because of benefits!
Similar to the slave hunters who abducted Noda's younger sister, in the Abyss Continent, such slave hunters had another face — they were actually legal!
"Here is a map. I hope you can mark the location of your hometown and what it is called. If possible, it would be better if you could tell us all about it."
Many did not smile, but his expression did not have the expression that the female slaves often saw — a mixture of desire and cold-blooded cruelty. Although he did not make any special expression and kept speaking calmly, his tone and attitude made the girls feel for the first time … that they were talking to someone of equal status, and the pressure in their hearts slowly disappeared after meeting him.
Perhaps it had been a long time since someone had been so polite to her, and women's vigilance was easily relaxed. Many's act soon worked. After personally serving a cup of steaming hot beverage, Many quietly leaned back against the back of the chair and waited for the other party's reply.
"My hometown …"