It is said to be an inn, but it is no different from a city, except that it is much smaller than an ordinary city and does not provide many services, mainly rest and supplies.

Warriors also need to eat spiritual food.

"I'll go in and say hello to the shopkeeper and prepare some food for us. Everyone, please wait!"

Ali smiled and entered the inn.

After a while, someone came out and served delicious food.

Ling Xiao glanced at the things on the table and smiled slightly.

A secret message was sent to Haitang Shuiling: "Don't eat it!"

He himself ate happily.

Haitang Shuiling also pretended to eat.

After three rounds of drinking, many people suddenly feel exhausted.

His face suddenly changed.

"Hahaha, little brat, I've had enough of your anger along the way, so I might as well take you as a hostage!"

Ali burst out laughing.

Feng Qing's face changed drastically.

He was so weak at this time that he couldn't fight at all.

"Ali, what are you doing!"

Chu Qingqing frowned and said: "You are from the Iron Shield Adventure Group. Do you want to take action against our Wind Wings Merchant Group? You are not afraid that if the matter is exposed, you will die without a burial place!"

"Boss Chu, you are too worried. You were robbed by bandits. We tried our best and lost more than fifty people, but we were unable to save you. We could only escape in embarrassment.

It may affect our reputation, but it doesn't matter once or twice.

I’m sorry, I’m short of money recently, so you’re in bad luck!”

Ali said coldly.
Chapter completed!