Everyone was a little surprised, why did they get targeted when they came.

Hou Selei looked at the crowds that were gradually coming from outside and said, "Can they be asking others for trouble? We are just here."

"I don't think it's like that." Brazil shook his head. As a hunter, he was quite sensitive to human malice.

His first special feature of the hunter profession is the "human-shaped creature's enemy", who is very sensitive to the malice of human-shaped creatures.

As a game term, it is on his small map, and a circle of red dots are surrounding him.

Of course they believe the good friends.

Roland thought for a while and said, "Let's go down. Since we are looking for us, we can't escape this matter. After all, we still have to do the task in Beichenlin."

Beta thought for a while and said, "It's a pity that I asked Greenton to do business, otherwise, as he is, I guess I could talk to the people here."

"Is he awesome?"

"He heard from him that he knew the heir of Tonggu City as long as he was the lord of Holevinli."

Brazil is quite straightforward and does not understand what the other party Beta means: "What is the use of knowing the city lord? These are obviously mercenaries and professionals."

Beta blinked and said oh, he was not very familiar with Brazil and didn't know whether to interface.

Roland smiled and said, "These mercenaries are obviously members of the Silver Mercenary Group who drove us away just now. They rented Beichenlin from the city lord. If they knew the city lord, they might be able to make a difference."

Brazil said 'oh'.

This is his personality, he is very straightforward and is too lazy to think about so many twists and turns, otherwise he would not have become a hunter. In the game, except for a bunch of gay friends, he just wanders in the woods all day long and deals with beasts all day long.

Roland spoke and took the other four downstairs.

Sure enough, the group of mercenaries surrounded the entire tavern and drove away all the residents, but they did not drive Roland and the others.

Just a large group of people stood in the main hall of the hotel, lined up in a circle.

There is a middle-aged man in silver armor in the circle.

Of course, this armor cannot be made of silver, but it is just a layer of silver powder on the outside.

Not much money is used.

The man sat among the crowd, leaning on the side, putting one right on the table and supporting half of his body, holding a small wine glass in his other hand, drinking alone, looking very aura.

Roland took the lead and walked down.

When f6 saw this attitude, he muttered, and it turns out that the person who came was not good.

There are about twenty professionals, most of them are lv2 or lv3, but the man sitting in the middle is already a master, lv10.

His left and right hands, a archer and a shield warrior, are lv5 and lv6 respectively.

Such a lineup is already quite powerful in Holeven.

On Roland, except for Roland who is lv7, everyone else is lv5. There is a gap in top combat power and even more in terms of quantity.

At first glance, this combat power hanging bead was seen, but Roland felt that if he really fought, he still had an advantage.

Li Lin is a rich second generation and has the most irritable personality among his friends. He walked straight forward, slapped his giant sword on the table, and after a thud, he directly pressed a white mark on the thick table.

He looked at the middle-aged man and said unhappily: "What does it mean to bring so many people to block us?"

"Barbarian?" The middle-aged man looked up and down at Li Lin and sneered: "When will the barbarian be qualified to talk to me? Get out of here and don't humiliate yourself."

"Damn!" Li Lin was so angry that he was about to jump up, but after thinking about it, he held back, stood up again, and said to Roland, "Come and talk to him."

Then he walked aside.

Brazil and Housere were both laughing next to each other.

Especially Hou Serei, he smiled happily: "You are not unaware of the status of the barbarians. You have rushed up and suffered a loss in the past year."

"Stop talking." Li Lin sighed: "I think I am arrogant in reality. How many people call me Young Master Li, and I am despised to death in the game. It's so interesting."

Brazil and Housere laughed even more happily, and they were surrounded by a happy atmosphere.

Roland sat in front of the middle-aged man and smiled and said, "I should be qualified to talk to you."

"Master, of course." The middle-aged man nodded and gently lit the table: "Is the noble boy next to you not as good as you?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Beta.

In the career setting, Beta's aristocratic status is something that ordinary people cannot ignore.

Beta waved his hand behind him: "Just leave this to Roland."

"Okay." The middle-aged man felt a little strange, but he didn't want to delve into it.

The identity of a magician is the same as that of a noble, so since the real noble is unwilling to talk to, there is no problem with talking to the magician.

Middle-aged people don't feel insulted.

"You want to enter our woods today, right?" The middle-aged man shook his body. His hair was short and had a little flat head. His face looked ordinary, but he had the temperament of a leader and had a good taste.

Roland nodded: "But we didn't go in."

"It doesn't matter if you go in or not." The middle-aged man laughed: "But we know that there is something inside that attracts you."

Roland raised his eyebrows.

"So!" The middle-aged man leaned forward and put his head in front of Roland not far away: "Can you tell me what you want to get from there?"

Roland leaned back slightly, it wasn't that he was afraid of the other party.

But the middle-aged man's tone was a bit stinky.

When the middle-aged man saw Roland leaning back, he wanted to laugh in his heart, but he thought Roland was afraid of him.

Roland leaned back a little longer and said, "We just went there to hunt some animals for food. Since we didn't let in, we'll come out!"

"You think I'm stupid?" The middle-aged man pointed to Roland and pointed to Beta again: "A magician and a nobleman, food and clothing are obviously good. Even if your entourage looks pretty good, they are still staying in such a hotel. Will you go hunting? And when you arrive in this city, you go hunting directly to Beichenlin. Unless you have a purpose."

Roland closed his eyes slightly, and after a while, he opened his eyes and said, "Can you stay away from me? Your mouth is smelly!"

The middle-aged man was stunned.

f6 everyone smiled pursed.

"What if I don't let it go?" The middle-aged man lost some inch, his expression was a little ugly.

"Then let's go." Roland said calmly.

After staring at Roland for a while, the middle-aged man sat back on his chair.

Roland continued, "What do you call it?"

"Silver Mercenary Group, Deputy Commander, Sbala." The middle-aged man snorted: "I am worthy of being a magician. I am very cunning. I took away my initiative in an instant. But I will leave my words here first. If you don't explain your purpose clearly, don't think about entering Beichenlin."

Roland lighted his fingers on the table. He stared at the middle-aged man's face. After a while, he said, "Don't you ask about our identity?"

"No, the Son of Gold, we know. If you were not the Son of Gold, we would not have come here yet, because no one knows now that wherever the Son of Gold appears, there will be wealth. Your behavior, like your name, is chasing gold and the race of wealth."

Now, let alone Roland, even Brazil and others find it a bit incredible.

"Since we know that we are the sons of gold, how dare we come to trouble us?" Roland was a little surprised.

"Yes, you are immortal and immortal. You can be resurrected, which is quite powerful." The middle-aged man nodded and said, "But this is not the reason why we are afraid of you. After all, in the matter of Dongfeng City, your Golden Son has now had weaknesses."

What's going on!

Roland looked back at Brazil, Li Lin and others.

They shook their heads and said they didn't know what the so-called "weakness" is, but Beta pondered for a while and said, "I heard that those Black Leaf players were all deleted after being killed by the queen hundreds of times. So there are rumors in the aristocratic circle that if they do not provoke or hurt the Son of Gold, the Son of Gold will not dare to attack humans casually, otherwise they will be chased by the gods and expelled from this world."

Roland said oh.

Beta continued: "And recently our people have indeed been restrained a lot, so it gives them the feeling that we actually don't dare to do anything."

It’s not that it feels, but that players nowadays really don’t dare to do anything.

After all, they still want to play in the game for a while.

There is only one such game in the world now, and game developers are reluctant to release more virtual cabins. If they are marked with black leaves, they will almost have to say goodbye to the game, and they will have the heart to jump off the building at that time.

Roland turned around, looked at the middle-aged man, and smiled and said, "We really don't dare to do whatever we want now, but you don't dare to touch us either, otherwise we will have a legitimate reason to fight back."

"At most, you beat us up, you dare to kill people at will?" Spala laughed and said, "We mercenaries who tied their heads to their belts are not even afraid of death, and they are still beaten? Besides, we have no intention of doing anything to you, but you don't tell your purpose, so you don't want to enter Beichenlin in the future. We will drive you away when we see it."

"You guys think about it yourself."

Sbala laughed proudly and left with a group of professionals.

After the people from the Silver Mercenary Group left, Li Lin frowned: "What should I do now? The other party's approach is a bit disgusting. It's just that we believe we have money to make money and want to come in and get a share of the pie. Damn, I'm most annoyed by this kind of NPC that is clever and knows how to disgusting people. It's very difficult to deal with, and it's not a fight. If you leave, you will be laughed at as a coward."

Roland stood up and said, "Spara is a little stupid. He dares to spend time with our Golden Son."

Li Lin was reluctant now: "Hey, I just said he was very difficult to deal with, so you said he was stupid. Isn't this disguised saying I was stupid?"

Roland stared at him blankly without saying a word.

"Damn it!" Li Lin cursed himself helplessly.
Chapter completed!