The Wind Drinker Hotel in the City of Chaos.

The man covered in a black robe sat calmly at a table, full of dishes that were enough for ten people to eat, which were not only rich, but also expensive.

After a storm, the man in black robe killed all the dishes at a striking speed, and then put down the knife and fork in his hand.

Waving his hand, the beautiful waiter came over and said with a smile: "Sir, Sheng Hui 75 gold coins."

As one of the best hotels in the city, although Fengdian is not affiliated with the six city lords, it is the store of the second largest gangster in the city, the Black Dragon Society. Generally, no one dares to cause trouble, so the waitress's face was full of a confident smile.

The man in black robe wiped his mouth in a very gentlemanly, but he didn't say anything humanly said: "Is this what humans eat?"

The waitress smiled angrily, and she held her breasts in her hands and sneered, "Didn't it be eaten by humans? Sir, have you eaten them all?"

The man in black robe said without raising his head: "I'm opening my eyes."

"Eye-opening?" Not only the waitress, but even the people who were dining next to her looked over in surprise, and they didn't hear that they came to the hotel to open their eyes.

The man in black robe said, "When I was eating the first plate of dishes, I was thinking, is there anything more difficult to eat in this world? Then I ate the second plate, and the answer was yes. But I felt that this should have reached the limit of being unpalatable, and in my life, I would never be able to eat something more unpalatable. Then I ate the third plate and found that surprises were everywhere. These dishes were actually better than those, and there were more unpalatable ones. So I wanted to open my eyes and what was the limit for hotels that could make such garbage dishes."

He sighed softly: "After eating all of them, I found that I could not measure the lower limit of this hotel, so I concluded that this hotel is not actually for humans, right?"

The waitress blushed with a pretty face: "Why did the sir tell me, it's not for humans, who do we serve?"

The man in black robe said: "Giants, orcs, dwarfs, goblins...who knows? Anyway, it's just these lowly races. Only their dirty stomachs..."

Bang!

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a loud noise.

An elephant orc who was nearly four meters tall slapped the dining table, stood up and strode, "Boy, how dare you say that the noble orc is dirty! Apologize to me quickly!"

"And I'm!" Another sharp voice also sounded, and it was a goblin in the distance, aiming a musket in his hand at the man in black robe.

"You should apologize to me. Your dirty voice polluted my ears." The man in black robe lifted up his cloak and revealed his white hideous helmet: "Now, everyone takes out all the money they have on their bodies, and I will give you a way out. As for this hotel, I will give you a million gold coins, so I won't go to eradicate the Black Dragon Club."

"Are you kidding? Sir, I don't care where you came from to find fault. Now, put down the money and get out of the hotel. I can consider not letting someone break your legs." The beautiful waiter showed a slightly ferocious smile on his lips.

Swan sat calmly, without saying anything.

Seeing this person so calm, the beautiful waiter couldn't help feeling a little nervous. This is a city of chaotic, so there shouldn't be such a stupid B who is seeking death.

Thinking about the other party's words, the beautiful waiter had decided to call someone, but before she could move, she had already handed a deerskin purse with her big hands next to her.

He handed it over very respectfully.

This big hand with thick and dry skin originated from the orcs of the Elephant tribe.

The other two dry green arms were also handed to the table of the man in black robe with their purses in their hands.

Swind drew his two purses and waved, "Get out."

The sweaty orcs and goblins lit their heads: "Yes, yes, I won't let you see me again!"

After saying that, the two of them ran away, and at the same time, all the diners on the third floor of the hotel flocked to the downstairs.

It is meaningless to rob these small money. Swin said without raising his head: "Either ask the boss for money or ask the boss for someone, don't be upset here."

"Ah..." The waitress immediately realized that this might be a big shot, so she ran downstairs in panic. After a while, a man in expensive clothes walked up the stairs with a smile on his face.

The moment he saw Swin, the smile on his face stiffened and immediately returned to flattery: "It turns out you are you, I am the boss here. I really didn't expect you to come to our hotel. Our place is so glorious! Looking back on that day, the battle between you and the Lord of Orlando is still vivid in my mind!"

Swin reached out his big hand with thick black gloves: "Money."

"What?" The boss couldn't hear Swin's voice clearly.

Swin said: "Didn't she convey my meaning to you? I want one million gold coins, otherwise I will destroy the Black Dragon Society."

The smile on the boss's face froze, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans flowed down: "Sir, are you extorting... or collecting protection fees?"

Swin thought seriously and said, "We don't plan to stay here for a long time. We just lack money to attend the auction, so it should be considered extortion."

He suddenly turned around and said gently: "Actually, if you think about it in reverse, I can also be considered a transaction."

"Oh? What deal?"

"Take the lives of many people from the Black Dragon Club in exchange for a transaction of one million gold coins."

The calm he spoke, but the boss's face had turned pale, but he didn't dare to say anything disrespectful: "Sir, can I ask our boss?"

Swin waved, "As soon as possible, either give money or die, don't waste my time."

"Yes, yes!" The boss led the waitress down the stairs, sweating had already made her underwear soaked.

"Boss, I'm sorry..." The waitress sobbed: "I shouldn't mess with him."

The boss sighed, "It's not that you messed with him, this guy is just trying to find fault. You can watch here and don't let someone mess with him, I'll tell the boss."

The boss of the Black Dragon Association, Bei Dao Changming, is a high-level swordsman at the eighth level. Not only him, but also three strong men who have reached the eighth level or above, and even behind his back, there is a low-level guest official at the ninth level. This kind of strength is quite good in the entire Chaos City.

However, after receiving the news from the boss of Fengyuzhe, he decided to immediately bring a million purple gold card to solve the problem.

As a gangster, he is naturally not afraid of trouble. I think Beidao Changming was also a desperate person who cut two watermelon knives from the east gate of the chaotic city to the west gate, and blood was broken all over the ground without blinking his eyes. However, when the desperate person meets a desperate person who is more cruel than him, he will still be in a desperate person when he should be in a desperate person.

I think when the gang that claimed to be the Oriental Family entered the city half a month ago, many people regarded them as meat on the chopping board. As a result, after a series of battles, the meat turned into a chef, and the chef turned into minced meat.

The swordsman with blue armor and silver-faced armor was obviously a ninth-level strongman, but he was only in the middle of the ninth-level, but he forced the Lord of the Lions Clan at the low-level tenth-level, Orlando, who was also the top three of the six strong men in the city, to retreat!

The North Dao Changming, who has lived in Chaos City for most of his life, knows that Orlando, a Beast Clan, is a Beast Clan, but the top sword saint profession among all races. Even though the City of Chaos does not use the Sword Storm, it is just the Shifeng Step and the Mirror Clan, and the power of rules that can only be understood by the tenth level. If it really fights, it is hard to say whether the two strongest two in Chaos City are rivals.

But even such a person was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by the man called General Swan. If it weren't for leaving a way out for Orlando, no one would know whether it would be a draw or a big victory.

It is obvious that Swin had definitely realized the power of rules. If a strong man possessed the power of rules, it would probably not be too difficult to destroy a black dragon.

What's even more tragic is that if this person finds fault and intends to accept the power of the Black Dragon Society, he can also apply for the protection of the six city lords as an indigenous person, but people obviously say that they are short of money and will get you if they don't give it money. The Beidao Changsheng can only kill his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

In fact, there is nothing to care about in this kind of thing. First of all, one million is really nothing for the Black Dragon Society. Secondly, this is the rule of the City of Chaos. It is normal for the strong to blackmail the weak.

So Beidao Changsheng didn't bring many people, so he just went out of the gang hall with his boss, and quickly rushed to the Fengyan Hotel.

If you solve this problem as soon as possible, you will not give the other party a chance to price. I believe you will not tear your face.

The saying that the idea is beautiful and the process is cruel should not be an exaggeration for Beidao Changming, because the two of them had just walked into an alley and a shorter figure appeared in front of them.

Green leather armor with white lining, broken rune giant sword and silver short burp.

This masked girl with a pretty figure and a slightly dark skin said straightforwardly: "Robbery."

"Battle... rob!" Beidao Changming's eyes were almost glaring out. He had lived in the City of Chaos for decades, and for the first time he encountered someone who dared to rob himself.

"You heard it right." The masked girl pointed the rune-breaking sword in her hand at the North Dao Changming: "If you don't want to die, hand over the purple gold card on your body."

"Nani?" Beidao Changming wanted to ask you how you knew I was holding a purple gold card, but this outfit suddenly reminded him of someone.

Just yesterday, a fat and smelly corpse monster from the Dongfang family had a dispute with a red-haired archer girl and two subordinates of the Dwarf City Lord. The two sides fought with each other in disagreement. Then the red-haired archer girl rushed into the formation. The corpse monster fought alone with an eighth-level body and did not lose the disadvantage. During this period, another girl from the Dongfang family was passing by while walking and eating. Seeing that her own people were bullied, she grabbed a three-meter-high dwarf out of the city. After that, the corpse monster killed the remaining dwarf and left with the archer. The Dwarf City Lord swallowed his anger and sent someone to find another subordinate who was captured, but found his body chopped into meat sauce outside the city.

"Are you... General Ruiwen from the Dongfang family?" Beidao Changming was a little sweating.

"Huh? Are you recognized?" The silver-haired girl pulled down her mask and showed her handsome and handsome face.

The North Dao Zhengming smiled and said, "General Ruiwen, you don't need to rob us. We gave money to General Swin."

"Well, give money to Svancouver?"

"Yes, General Swin's food in my hotel is not suitable for his appetite. In order to compensate him, I prepared a million gold coins to pay filial piety." Beidao Changming was arguing.

"Oh." Ruiwen nodded: "Since that's the case..."

"Then we will take a leave." Beidao Changming looked flattering.

"Slow down." Riven raised her face: "Swancou's business is his business, and it's mine for me to rob. It's your business that you are unlucky to meet me. Give you two choices, pay money, or give your life."

The Prime Minister's face turned pale: "General Ruiwen, are you a bit too bullying?"

Ruiwen sighed lightly, and her little hand slapped the rune-breaking sword: "Then are you choosing to let me get money on your body?"

As she said that, an excited smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

This smile makes Beidao Changming feel familiar - usually when he does something like killing and setting fires by himself.

"Wait, wait a moment!" Beidao Changming took out the purple gold card in frustration and threw it to Ruiwen: "I'll pay."

A real man can bend and stretch. Not only will he finish his life here, but he will even destroy the black dragon passed down by his father. It will not be worth the loss...

Ruiwen was fucked by the money and smiled: "Thank you~!"

"You're welcome...General Ruiwen."

"what?"

"You won't rob the robbery here, are you?"

"No, today's share is enough." Raven waved his hand like driving away the puppy: "You can go see me Svancouver."

"Will we go to see him with our lives..." The North Priest sighed and took the boss home to get the money again.

One million or two million will not hurt the Black Dragon Association, and it is considered to be a loss of money and disasters.

In the main hall, they took another million purple gold card, and the two hurried to the Wind Drinker Hotel.

Then I met Riven again in the alley.

"Robbery." The girl smiled sly.

Beidao Changming: "Sister, don't you say that your share is enough today?"
To be continued...