There were a lot of people at the bar. After waiting for two minutes, the bartender had time to greet Downton, "What would you like to drink?"
"Three glasses of juice!"
As soon as Downton finished speaking, several people next to him looked over and burst out laughing. It was really refreshing for a grown man to drink juice.
"Boy, go home and drink milk. This is not the place you should be."
A drunk mercenary shouted a few times and continued to tease the prostitute sitting in his arms.
Downton took aim at the drunkard.
"What are you looking at? Then I will pluck out your eyeballs and stomp on them."
The drunkard yelled.
"What did you say?"
Hutao rolled up his sleeves and was about to take action, but Downton stopped him.
"Quiet, don't be like these drunkards." Downton tapped his finger on the bar, "Please hurry up."
"What's the rush?"
The juice was only worth a few bucks, and the bartender glared at Downton angrily, not caring.
"You dare to charge an entry fee of ten gold coins for this service?" Hutao was very annoyed and wanted to demolish the place.
The bartender mixed the juice, flicked his wrist, and the cup slid along the bar in front of the Downton trio. I don't know if this guy spilled some juice on purpose.
"The taste is just average!" Hutao took a sip and smacked his lips, "I want to drink."
"No." Downton refused and called to the bartender, "Hello, I want to inquire about something."
The bartender looked nonchalant and didn't even glance at Downton.
"Do you want to ask about information about the Underdark Region?" A middle-aged man came over, patted Downton on the back, and struck up a conversation with a smile, "I know."
"I want information on all underground races, including combat effectiveness, living habits, etc., as well as terrain and vegetation..."
Downton made the request.
"No problem. But the price is not cheap."
The middle-aged man is a magic user. When he was young, he always ran this trade route. Later, due to injuries and old age, he could no longer work, so he made a living by selling information. There were many people in his situation. So Downton didn't need to
If you are worried about being deceived, unless you are a middle-aged person who no longer wants to eat this bowl of rice, you can find out the authenticity by asking someone casually.
"Bartender, bring him a drink."
Downton is very polite.
"I'd like whiskey, please add more ice."
The middle-aged man snapped his fingers, his face full of excitement, and began to introduce everything about the dungeon to Downton. Several information dealers were a step too slow and had no choice but to leave to look for the next customer.
"I want to find a guide who is very familiar with the Underdark and has been there at least ten times."
Downton listened silently and finally made his request.
"This kind of guide is very expensive, the price is more than 100,000 yuan!"
The middle-aged man glanced at Downton secretly and thought that he had made a mistake. Although he was dressed like a down-and-out nobleman, he seemed to be well-paid.
"No problem. Go find it for me!"
"What are you looking for? Let's go, I'll take you there directly. He's just taking a break recently." The middle-aged man has a lot of connections. Although he doesn't have much of a relationship with the guide, he talks to him like a brother.
Hutao drank up the juice in one gulp and followed behind.
"Hey, Lao Bu, I'm here to introduce you to a business."
The middle-aged man said hello with a smile.
"Everyone else comes to me to get it. How can I have so much time to deal with it?"
The man named Lao Bu was about thirty years old. He was very strong. He looked around and had murderous intent. He looked like a ruthless man. He definitely had at least a hundred lives on his hands.
"I agreed to the employment fee of 100,000 gold coins."
The middle-aged man choked and felt a little embarrassed, so he quickly covered it up.
"oh?"
Old Boo stared at Downton and looked at the three of them carefully.
Downton's expression remained unchanged, but Juliet felt as if she was being targeted by a hungry beast and couldn't help but take a step away. However, Hu Tao glared back without hesitation.
"What is the name of your business group? How much are the goods? How many guards are there?" Old Bu said bluntly, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. One hundred thousand is just the starting price. I have to determine it based on the size of the business group."
"There is no business group, just the three of us."
Downton looked to the side. There were six other people at this table. Judging by their demeanor and clothing, they looked like they were from the same group. They obviously wanted to hire Lao Bu as a guide.
"What? You're entertaining me!"
Old Bu frowned and his face darkened. After glaring at Downton, he looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Don't be rude if this happens again."
"No, I didn't ask clearly." The middle-aged man hurriedly followed the smiling face and reached out to pull Downton, "Let's go quickly."
"What are we going for? I'm here to find a guide."
Downton knew that the negotiations were going to fail, but he couldn't just leave obediently after being scolded like that.
"Are you okay, kid? If you act alone, what's the difference between that and dying?"
The people around him who heard this looked at Downton as if they were looking at an idiot.
"My young master, he is at the seventh level of Judgment. It is said that he is only one step away from enlightenment before he can be promoted to Dragon Slaying level. If you offend him, you will not end well."
The middle-aged man quickly pulled Downton away.
Being a guide is a very lucrative profession, especially for senior ones, and Lao Bu is one of the best. Although he can earn a lot of commissions on every trip, in order to gain huge resources for leveling up, plus he is a
A person who likes luxury consumes a lot of money on a daily basis, so he always cannot make ends meet, but he is not the kind of person who does everything just for money.
The dragon-slaying level is a big difficulty. It requires continuous accumulation and tempering of mind and soul. Lao Bu has been doing this kind of business struggling on the edge of life and death in order to use the near-death situation to break through that limit, so just talk about it.
From actual combat experience, he is terrifyingly strong.
"Get out!" Lao Bu roared with eyes wide open, "If you interrupt my business again, I will twist your head off."
"How can you talk to big brother? Do you believe I will cut off your tongue?"
Hu Tao was very angry. Downton was already a corporal, but this guy still dared to be arrogant. He really didn't know what was good or bad.
"I say it again, get out, or I will kill even a child!"
Old Bu exhaled and raised his voice, and his voice was already laced with sonic technology. The faces of the guests around him changed in shock, and they couldn't help but cover their ears.
They were attacked head-on. Downton and Hu Tao were fine, but Juliet felt her heart pounding and couldn't help but take two steps back.
"Hey, you're pretty strong!"
Old Bu was a little surprised.
"If you have something to say, please speak it carefully and don't be violent, otherwise the security guard of the tavern will deal with us."
The middle-aged man quickly reconciled the situation.
"This guy is very powerful. He actually controlled the sound waves within a radius of ten yards without any spillage. This alone is worthy of admiration."
Homer reminded Downton not to mess around.
The guests at the table were flattering, and a guide like Lao Bu was exactly what they needed. The stronger he was, the higher the chance of everyone's survival.
"And you, get out of here too, what's going on today? I always meet idiots who want to go into the Underdark alone. Do you think it's a tourist place? It's a place where ferocious underground races are raging. You can't do it alone."
If a person takes action, he will be killed by those races and cooked for lunch within three days."
Old Bu glared at the girl on the right, not allowing her to refute.
The girl was about eighteen years old. Her long black hair was tied up with a hairpin on her head. Her cheeks were thin and she kept coughing. She obviously had a hidden disease.
"Sorry, I was presumptuous."
The girl stood up, and before leaving, she glanced at Downton, probably curious about this guy who wanted to venture into the underground world alone like herself.
Her appearance was very mediocre, but she had a pair of very bright eyes. They were as clear and beautiful as the stars in the night sky. The moment they looked at each other, Downton couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
There was no impurity in this girl's eyes, and she was polite. Even if she was scolded by Lao Bu in vulgar language, she didn't feel dissatisfied at all. Instead, she was full of apologies.
"Two idiots, forget it if you don't want to live, I haven't lived enough yet." Old Bu cursed, and even picked up the wine glass and hit the girl on the back.
"Hey, don't push yourself too far!"
Hu Tao couldn't stand it anymore. She felt that such a pure and weak girl should not be bullied.
"She didn't say anything, do you care?" Old Bu spat, "Get out of here, otherwise if I get mad, the goddess won't be able to save you."
"Let's go!" The middle-aged man blocked the Downton trio and pushed him away with brute force. "For my sake, don't make trouble. Let's find the next guide. Don't worry, I'll only charge half the price."
The middle-aged man comes into contact with many people every day, and his eyes have been trained to be ruthless. He knows that people like Downton are soft-hearted and not hard-hitting. If he is determined to take action, even if Old Boo wins, he will probably suffer a big loss, because he
There was no panic or flinching in this kid's eyes.
I looked for three guides in a row. When I heard that Downton was a single person, I immediately refused without any room for negotiation.
"If that doesn't work, you might as well join a business group!"
There is nothing a middle-aged person can do, the agency fee is really hard to earn.
"Get me a drink!"
A mercenary with beards shouted, but the waitress next to him ignored him at all because Downton spoke.
"Go, give me a bottle of brandy!" After a bad start, Downton was so annoyed that he took out a stack of gold tickets from his wallet and put them on the tray without bothering to count them. "The rest is your tip.
"
The waitress leaned over, kissed Downton on the face, and rubbed her plump breasts against his arm. Her big watery eyes were filled with the intention of recommending herself to the pillow.
"I am Dipolo!"
The middle-aged man's eyes widened when he saw it. This young man was so generous. The denominations of the stack of gold tickets were all one thousand. Let's say it was more than ten thousand. A bottle of wine only cost a lot. This waitress made a huge profit.
The waitress is not stupid. Such customers don't care about the money at all, and the taste is very delicious, so she asked the bartender to bring genuine brandy instead of fake wine to deceive the ignorant mercenary, otherwise it will be troublesome if someone drinks it.
Not small.
"Sir, do you need anything else?"
After helping Downton open the bottle and pour the wine, the waitress did not leave. Instead, she got tired of him and tried her best to tease him.
"Hey, I want a drink, didn't you hear?"
The bearded man was ignored and furious. The most important thing when hanging out was face. In front of a group of friends, he was despised by a waitress with no status, which made him furious. (To be continued...)