The two carriages on Su Mo's side were filled with his brothers with the bloody battle flag.

He opened the gold coin box and took away all the gold coins with a wave of his hand - players don't need to carry the box around. Speaking of which, the NPC aborigines are more miserable. This is obviously a game world, but they can only be forced to be primitive people.

.

Even with the convenience of magic, there is no such thing as magic space equipment.

After all, games are developed for players to play, so the first-class citizens of the game are players. While playing for players, they also undertake certain scientific research tasks to study the birth and evolution of autonomous intelligence, so the second-class citizens are

Apostle, in the end it was the NPC natives who became the third class.

"Boss, someone is following us. The level is very high. We dare not approach." Assassins are squatting around and have stealth skills. In addition, those who play this profession are veterans who are good at using terrain to hide themselves, so there is no need to worry.

be found.

"I know, retreat slowly." Su Mo had already taken away the gold coins.

Two million gold coins, not a penny less, not a penny more.

At that time, Su Mo said that if one copper was missing, Earl Gresham Morlick would have no grandchildren from now on. The old man was probably afraid, lest these greedy pirates would count them one by one.

But he didn't give more. Two million gold coins already made him feel like he was bleeding badly. Two million, two million and one gold coins could kill him.

"Mr. Martin, I'm so glad to see you." Su Mo greeted his mission item.

"You are not pirates, who are you?" Mr. Martin has been in shock. He is trapped in the felon detention area of ​​the federal prison. It is said that in two months, when spring blooms, he will be sent to meet the pirate god Monkey.

He was almost desperate and didn't expect anyone to fish him out.

"How can you tell?" Su Mo's hand froze. He felt that he had disguised himself very well. Not only did he use the deformation technique to look like a pirate, but in order to practice the deformation technique, he observed various

People with different professions and statuses think that their studies are not very similar, but at least nine points.

"Taste." Mr. Martin stared at Su Mo for a moment and exhaled.

"Uh..." Su Mo was speechless and understood instantly.

If Su Mo wears a women's gauze hat now, he might be able to become a cross-dressing master immediately, but no matter how charming he behaves, the smell of rouge and gouache on his body cannot be created out of thin air.

For example, when pretending to be a pirate now, he always chooses a slightly cleaner hat to cast spells on, and throws away the dirty ones.

How much smell can a hat have?

When I met someone like Mr. Martin who spent all day with pirates, I immediately saw through his disguise.

Of course, Martin didn't know that Su Mo had used the deformation technique. He just thought that Su Mo was disguised by dressing up. Anyway, Su Mo and his group were either pirates or not.

"Who are you, and why did you bring me here?" Mr. Martin continued to ask when Su Mo didn't speak.

His tone was so good that Ouye, the madman dressed as a pirate next to him, couldn't help but yell at him: "We rescued you with good intentions, but you didn't even say thank you, why are you acting like

We made you look bad."

Crazy Ouye is a military fan. As soon as he heard about the content of this operation, he immediately imagined himself as a special soldier.

If you are a shameless person, you have to follow me, even if you don't let me follow you.

In fact, they just wore hats made by Su Mo's transformation technique, and then stood aside without speaking, keeping a fierce expression on their faces.

"Thank you? I thank you for your head. I could have lived for another two months, but you took me out and I couldn't even survive tomorrow morning." Mr. Martin said angrily: "Don't you know the new Dian?

Is the warden a great alchemist? All serious criminals must take all kinds of poisons from him..."

"Aren't you afraid of eating to death?" Su Mo also thought it was amazing that it was only in the game that poison was used to control death row prisoners.

"We are all going to die, how can he have any psychological burden." Mr. Martin closed his eyes in despair and leaned against the wall of the carriage. Out of sight and out of mind, there is nothing more to say at this point.

Do you want to run back to the warden and tell me that I want to take poison? Give me some.

Madman Ouye was chatting, but he didn't take it too seriously. It was just an NPC that died. He made two million gold coins in this trip.

Two million gold coins!

I have never heard of anyone seeing so much money in the game. Even Gaara, a big businessman who has close ties with the Blood Flag, was able to lift four boxes at once and display two million gold coins in front of everyone.

?

Of course all the money belonged to Su Mo, but Su Mo was very generous to others.

At the very least, some money will be distributed to the brothers who participated in this event. Each of them has tens of thousands of dollars, and they can take it home and show off their cool moves in front of their dad.

Who said there is no future in playing games? Your son and I will earn tens of thousands in one go.

Of course, I won’t tell you the specific process of making money.

"Okay, don't say anything anymore, Divine Cat..." Su Mo shouted outside.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Shenmao is in charge of driving. A technical geek can learn anything, and he can quickly drive an ancient carriage.

"You and Six Fingers will drive on in the carriage later, and we'll go our separate ways, okay?" With the gold coins in hand, all we have to do is hide Mr. Martin secretly and let Mr. Les Macavian heal him.

That’s it.

"No problem, what about the carriage?" Shenmao asked.

"Just take it to a town ahead and sell it. The money from the sale will be distributed to the brothers who participated in the event." Su Mo said.

"Okay, but what about the moon?" Shenmao is still worried about another buddy who may have fallen into the tiger's den now, the one who cried and made trouble, and was finally taken away by Count Gresham Morick.

"Master".

The Master Todd who appeared today is of course fake.

Su Mo searched in the guild, hoping to find an actor to play the role of Master Todd himself, so as to achieve the effect of pretending to be real.

A young man with the ID name [Burning Moon] stood out.

Even Su Laomo, who often boasts that Oscar owes him the statuette, is ashamed of himself. At least he pretends to lose control with tears and snot flying. He cannot afford to embarrass that person.

It is said that Burning Moon graduated from the Film and Television Academy, and later joined the army and returned home with all the injuries.

I can't act in the play anymore, my body can't bear it, and I have to recuperate and rehabilitate.

Later, the Blood Banner recruited people and included him.

He is an assassin by profession. This time he was recruited to participate in the mission, and he showed off his professional-level acting skills, perfectly interpreting a pampered aristocrat who suffered a mental breakdown and hysteria after being defecated.
Chapter completed!