As the Holy Dragon City soldiers in charge of security were deployed, it didn't take long for a dull sound of shackles to hit from the entrance of the underground city.
The sound of metal rubbing against the ground was a continuous one, and it was obvious that a large group of people were slowly moving upwards. It didn't take a guess to know that they were the elven prisoners who had just been released.
Yue Qianhua and others stared at the entrance intently, with a gloomy and uncertain expression on their pretty faces.
Not long after, two monks from Holy Dragon City wearing black armor walked up, each carrying a long knife and carrying a rifle.
Their faces were completely covered, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes like falcons.
The two monks glanced around, then silently retreated to the shadows, blending perfectly with those shadows.
If you didn't observe carefully, you wouldn't be able to see the two monks at all, as if there was no one there at all.
After discovering this situation, Yue Qianhua and the other two looked at each other, the expressions on their faces became more solemn.
"Wow, wow..."
As the sound of metal hitting closer and closer, an elf mercenary finally walked out of the underground city slowly.
This mercenary from the Elf tribe was young and very handsome, but his complexion looked extremely poor.
The combination of thin cheeks, slow steps, and slightly dull eyes makes it impossible to believe that this guy is a proud elf!
The arrogance and conceit of the past are now gone, leaving only numbness and decadence.
Seeing the miserable appearance of this Elf mercenary, Yue Qianhua and the others raised their eyebrows. They wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't.
Winner or loser, they were lucky enough not to be killed when they fell into the hands of Holy Dragon City. What more could they ask for?
As for treating prisoners preferentially, haha, there is no such thing for foreigners.
The Elf mercenary was looking around blankly at this time. When his eyes fell on Yue Qianhua and the others, his dull eyes finally showed a slight fluctuation.
This elf mercenary, who had a heart as strong as iron and didn't even frown when a knife struck him, had a trace of mist in his eyes at this time.
At this moment, he finally realized that the three members of his tribe in front of him should be the envoys who came to redeem him.
His heart, which had been numb for a long time, began to beat violently, making his chest feel clogged, as if something was about to burst out.
At this moment, he really wanted to shout loudly to express his depression.
But at this moment, a big foot wearing a military boot pressed heavily on his back, causing him to stagger forward a few steps and almost fall to the ground.
At the same time, a cold snort sounded in his ears, cold and ruthless.
"What are you doing? You blocked the door and didn't let others come out?"
A Holy Dragon City soldier glanced at him indifferently, then returned to the queue and ignored him.
Yue Qianhua and the three people next to them twitched their mouths, glanced at the elf mercenary, and then continued to look at the entrance of the dungeon.
At the entrance of the brightly lit dungeon, mercenaries from the elves were constantly coming to the ground, and then gathered together obediently according to the orders of the Holy Dragon City soldiers.
These unruly guys have been completely tempered and have become as well-behaved as little sheep.
After half a day, when no more prisoners appeared, the staff of the underground prison began to conduct registration and review.
The elves' mercenaries came forward one by one and reported their names, levels and other information. After verification, someone would remove their shackles.
Mercenaries of different levels have different ransoms, so they must be counted one by one.
More and more mercenaries gained their freedom, and then they walked staggeringly behind Yue Qianhua and the others. Their originally ashen cheeks began to show a trace of life.
While they were grateful to have been saved, they also secretly swore in their hearts that even if they were beaten to death, they would never return to this place again.
That kind of terrifying experience, like being in a dark room, almost drove them crazy!
When the last Elf mercenary was released, the staff had completed the statistics and then reported the total ransom amount to Tang Zhen.
Tang Zhen turned to look at Yue Qianhua, and then saw the Green Soul Lord standing behind her walking forward and handing a bag of brains to the staff member.
After checking and confirming that the number of brain beads was correct, Tang Zhen ignored Yue Qianhua and the others and turned around to leave.
Tang Zhen was really too lazy to pay attention to these guys, not to mention that now they were asking for help from him, so there was no need to give them a good look.
Yue Qianhua and others did not have time to discuss the next cooperation matters with Tang Zhen. What they have to do now is to comfort and take care of these mercenaries so that they can recover as soon as possible.
After all, when they attack Hanyuelou City, they still need to fight hard!
After gathering these prisoners together, Yue Qianhua and others took them and left the inner city together.
At the gate of the inner city, the group of elven monks who had been waiting for Yue Qianhua finally saw her figure, and they also saw the group of haggard tribesmen.
It’s just that the way they look now, they look even worse than those homeless people!
When an elf monk saw this, he couldn't help but curse loudly: "These despicable humans deserve to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "Boy, do you dare to say that sentence just now?"
The elf monk frowned and turned to look in the direction of the sound, only to see a muscular golden man staring at him coldly.
This golden man was wearing a set of black armor and had a cigarette in his mouth. He looked very casual.
A strange-looking black pistol and a walkie-talkie were hanging loosely around his waist.
It seemed like he was careless, but the murderous aura emanating from his body was as real as his eyes were narrowed, staring at the elf monk.
The conversation between the two people immediately attracted the attention of all the elven monks and onlookers, who all focused their attention on the two people.
The elf monk glanced at the strong man, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and hummed: "I'm just going to say it again, what can you do to me?"
The golden man blew out a smoke ring and replied in a seemingly casual tone: "Again, I can't do anything to you..."
When the elf monk heard this, the contempt in his eyes became even stronger, and he mocked: "Since you don't dare to do anything to me, then shut up immediately, you do not know how to live or die!"
Previously blocked at the city gate, the elf monk held his breath. Wherever they went, they were treated respectfully. How had they ever received such a cold reception?
Now that he met this golden man from the human race, he just found an opportunity to vent his anger.
The onlookers on the side had strange expressions on their faces when they heard this, and they all looked at the golden man with contempt.
He had spoken so forcefully just now, but when someone asked him a question in return, the golden man immediately gave in. This was too embarrassing!
The golden man's face remained unchanged, he just snorted coldly and continued: "What I mean is that I won't do anything to you, but as long as you repeat it, I will kill one of you. Do you understand?"
As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly became silent!