Chapter 109: The Xiong Tribe (I)

Sure enough, the further back you go, the fewer and fewer stalls, but the scale gets bigger and bigger. And there were more people from the Xiong tribe around, most of them wearing leather armor and metal daggers stuck in their waists, vigilantly staring at the passers-by.

Walking to a place, obviously heavily guarded, a guard of the Xiong tribe grabbed Jian Jie at the front, and asked with an unkind face, "What are you doing?"

Jian Jie shook his arm lightly and shook his hand away: "Buying something, what, isn't this a bazaar?"

The guard looked the four of them up and down: "Shop for something, go to the front, you can't afford the things here...... Jian Jie had already taken out a piece of wind-fearing iron, and shouted in a low voice: "Get out!"

The guard's face froze, but he could only retreat unwillingly.

Wu Luo laughed secretly, and the four of them held their heads high and walked inside.

At the back are the stalls of big merchants, each of which occupies a huge area. Jian Jie led the way first, Wu Luo could see from his look that this guy was also very lustful, and he had stage fright in his heart, but he pretended to be familiar with the road on his face, and he couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart.

How could Jian Jie have had such luxury before? With four wind-fearing irons in his arms, even in the entire bazaar, he can be regarded as wealthy.

He used to come here, and he was all poor Baba walking around the periphery, buying some food and pulling it down.

Wu Luo always felt that he was unlucky, he shattered so many stone cracks to get four small windproof irons, but Jian Jie and the others understood that this was not bad luck, but luck was not generally good, in the past, they could only find a piece of windproof iron for several years, and most of them were only the size of soybeans. Such a big wind-resistant iron, Jian Jie is really the first time to see it.

In the underground world, a weapon made entirely of Wind Fear Iron is simply an "artifact", and even the largest tribes on the top layer can't find a few.

It is usually added to alloys, just like the soybean-sized windproof iron that Jian Jie and the others found before, which is enough to make six giant knives weighing thirty catties.

Weapons with the addition of Wind Fear Iron are not only able to resist the wind, but also far sharper and harder than ordinary metal weapons.

Jian Jie had never been to the stall of the big businessman behind him, so he walked in casually. This family occupies an area of about ten zhang square, which is really not small, and the big merchant himself sat on the side wrapped in thick fur, holding a horn wine jug in his hand, and when he saw the four people coming in, he only squinted slightly, and then continued to drink his own small wine.

Three other people were hired to take care of the stall.

The huge hides are filled with all kinds of goods. There were precious metal blades, food that looked fresh, and a mess of parts taken from the Underground Night Beasts—bones, horns, fur, and the like.

As for the great merchant himself, a snow-white animal skin with fine hair was spread out, and several precious goods were placed on it. Around the snow-white animal skin, there are also two stone benches, which are obviously used to entertain distinguished guests.

Jian Jie walked straight to the category of weapons. I picked up one and looked at it, picked and chosen, and put it aside, and after about a cup of tea, seven long knives, six long swords, and two short-handed battle axes had been selected. The weapons were enough, Jian Jie estimated it, and felt that there should be a surplus, so he went to choose twenty iron shields, twenty sets of half-body iron armor, and two bundles of arm guards and leggings made of animal skins.

According to Jian Jie's estimate, even if they bought these, according to the market in this market, at most they would be able to spend the smallest piece of wind iron they had.

Wu Luo was not interested in weapons, but squatted near the stalls of those horns and bones and looked casually. However, the result disappointed him, the power level of the underground world was too low, and these beasts were only stronger than ordinary beasts, not even fierce beasts, and had no value.

From beginning to end, the big merchant was an old god, occasionally taking a sip of wine, leaning back in a comfortable chair and watching coldly.

Jian Jie finished choosing, and said to the person watching the stall: "That's all, calculate how much." ”

The man was about to finish speaking, but the big businessman behind him said lazily at this time: "A long knife is a wind-resistant iron, and the price is the same as that of a long sword." The armor is two wind-resistant irons, and the shield is one and a half wind-resistant irons. Arm guards, leggings, two wind-resistant irons, a bundle. Boy, do the math of how much your money can buy. ”

Jian Jie was taken aback: "How can it be so expensive!"

The underground world is customary, and the marking unit of the wind-fearing iron is the kind of soybean grain size that Jian Jie and the others had found before.

The price of the big businessman is a little underestimated when described as a lion's big mouth.

The big businessman didn't smile: "It's so expensive." ”

Jian Jie snorted, and didn't look at those things: "We won't buy it, let's go! I still don't believe it, I can't buy things with the Wind Fear Iron, hum!"

He was about to leave, but two Xiong clan guards with a tiger's back stopped in front of them. In addition to these two people, the other guards were also gathering rapidly, including the one who had been scolded by Jian Jie before.

Jian Jie's face changed: "What do you mean by this?

The big merchant still sat lazily on the chair, poured a sip of wine, and then said: "You are really right, today I will let you see what is called forced buying and selling." ”

"Boy, didn't you say that as long as you have a fear of the wind, you won't have to worry about not being able to buy things? You might as well go out and try it, I, Xiong Lie, don't speak, who of them dares to sell it to you!"

Jian Jie looked at the stalls of other big businessmen around him, and sure enough, those people avoided his gaze a little timidly.

Xiong Lie sneered: "Boy, what kind of thing are you, dare to spread wild on the territory of our Xiong tribe? Do you think that if you have taken shit luck and dug up a few wind-fearing irons, your status has really improved all of a sudden? Master Xiong will tell you to learn to be obedient today, from the weakest tribe, just give me a good life with your tail clamped and a man!"

"In the underworld, there are people you can't afford to mess with. ”

Xiong Lie waved his hand after speaking: "Look at how much Wind Fear Iron they have, and give them things according to the price I just said, Master." ”

Jian Jie was furious, and the black light on his body flashed, but he didn't expect that among the surrounding guards, there were five people with black light. Jian Jie's momentum suddenly leaked, and the guard who was scolded by him before walked up triumphantly: "Do you take it out yourself, or let us beat you down and search your body?"

A follower was unwilling: "How can you do this, isn't this bazaar a propaganda fair trade, how can you people from the Xiong tribe break the rules by yourself!"

Xiong Lie laughed: "Little rabbit cub, grandpa will teach you to be obedient again: the rules are set by me, and I can change them if I want to." If you have good luck in reincarnation in the next life and can achieve the position of Master Bear, you can also do the same, and no one can oppose you. ”

"You ...... You're robbing it!"

Xiong Lie glanced at him coldly and never spoke again. Which guards immediately understood, and a swarm of bees rushed up, kicking the three of them behind their knees, and the three of them fell to the ground with a bang, and were soon pressed to the ground again.

Wu Luo was like a live fish, and the three guards pounced on him to catch him, but somehow he got out of the way. Xiong Lie's eyes flickered, Wu Luo stood in front of him with a smile, raised his hand and patted him lightly on the shoulder: "Thank you." ”

Xiong Lie was stunned for a moment: "Thank me, thank me for what?" I want to rob them, this kid's brain is in water, and he actually comes to thank himself.

Wu Luo was still smiling, and it seemed that this thank you was really from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you, of course. From the moment I came in, I saw that you were very unpleasant. But I'm a person with integrity, and I can't hurt people indiscriminately because of my likes and dislikes. That's really not good. Well, you gave me an excuse to beat you, out of this bad breath in my heart, do you think I should thank you?"

Xiong Lie jumped like thunder: "Bastard thing is impatient to live......"

As soon as Wu Luo's palm was raised, a stream of spiritual power grabbed Xiong Lie's neck and lifted him high. Xiong Lie is also one of the top five powerful warriors in the Xiong tribe, but no matter how strong he is, how can he compare to Wu Luo?

Wu Luo didn't even have to use Yicheng's strength, Xiong Lie was like a chicken under him, and he was powerless to fight back.

The smile on Wu Luo's face had disappeared: "You have done a lot of this kind of thing, have you ever thought about how many small tribes have finally obtained a wind-fearing iron, but they have been harmed by you like this, how many people in their tribe will starve to death because of this, and how many innocent souls will be added, this is all your sin!"

Xiong Lie was unruly, his old face was flushed, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Here...... This is the way of the world, I am not, wrong! You dare to ...... Kill me, Xiong tribe...... No, I won't let your ...... go."

Wu Luo sneered: "Then I will destroy the Xiong tribe - starting with you!"

As soon as the spiritual power was released, Xiong Lie's neck was twisted with a click, and the two eyeballs that were still fierce just now burst out of the eye sockets, like the eyes of a dead fish.

"Master, the master is dead, kill them!" Dozens of guards pulled out their weapons and rushed up, and Jian Jie and the three were dumbfounded. Wu Luo rolled up a gust of wind, dozens of guards staggered, Wu Luo glared at the three of them: "What are you doing in a daze? They are only allowed to rob us, and we are not allowed to rob them!"

Only then did Jian Jie remember that the "Heavenly Gift" in front of him, but the existence of being able to kill a python emperor earthworm with his bare hands, even if he offended the Xiong tribe, it was not a great thing.

Jian Jie jumped up: "His grandmother's, dare to come and rob us, I think grandpa I am a soft egg, rob your mother's turtle son, these are all Lao Tzu mine......"

Wu Luo was speechless, this kind of tense moment was always ruined by his wordy mouth. ro！~！