Chapter 308
Stina, Ji Zekai and others followed the old man in suits, and the group stood up from the round table of the noble restaurant and walked quickly outside.
It is said that when this platinum-level "noble restaurant" hideout was first taken down, the table was full of human skulls.
I don't know what kind of "noble" is eating here...
There are even many murals of cooking humans on the surrounding walls, which makes people feel creepy when walking in it.
Originally, this hideout was a North American underworld guild.
Such an environment is quite suitable for that guild.
And now that the Tianshe Guild has bought it, it still seems a bit out of place.
"Let someone paint these murals again someday."
The old man in suits, who is the president, frowned and said.
In his opinion, although what he does in his position is also "eating people", the posture should be elegant.
Can't be so rude and barbaric.
Hearing his words, Ji Zekai nodded immediately: "Okay, President. I will arrange it immediately."
The old man in a suit snorted coldly: "Who asked you to arrange it now? Get the Shadow thing done first."
"..."
Ji Zekai was scolded and sweating. Although he didn't show it, he was very unhappy inside.
"Isn't he just a former governor?"
"Based on the current strength of this old guy, he is not my opponent at all..."
But there is no way.
In the early stage of the God-forsaken Game, many former officials in North America held resources, and resources could guarantee their combat power, and no matter how bad it was, it would not be lower than the average level.
The blonde woman Stina on the side watched all this coldly.
She said nothing, but always had an ominous premonition.
Will they not have "another day"?
...
Qin Feng leaned leisurely on a broken stone pillar outside the defense barrier of the "Noble Restaurant".
He was wearing legendary leather armor, playing with a seemingly inconspicuous dagger in his hand, with a white "lifeless mask" on his face, and his temperament was cold and indifferent.
When he killed those North American players just now, he didn't activate the ability of the mask...
Because those people all had killing points!
It can be seen that they are not good people.
He looked at the defensive barrier of the hideout indifferently, and there were dozens of white "bodyguards" wearing a full set of platinum-level equipment, looking at him vigilantly.
These dozens of people are all elite players of the Sky Snake Guild.
They each followed seven leaders and joined when the Sky Snake was officially established.
When the Shocking Clown incident occurred, these people also guarded the "Noble Restaurant" hideout loyally.
Among them was a tall and thin white middle-aged mage, staring at Qin Feng outside, and his hand holding the staff was shaking slightly.
He is the captain of this team.
Usually, he is also a top existence in North America, backed by the official, and his resources and strength are top-notch.
But now...
In front of the 'shadow', he found that he had no confidence at all!
"Fortunately, there is a defensive barrier..."
Only the defensive barrier of the platinum-level hideout can give him a little sense of security.
However, if he knew that this defensive barrier was completely useless in front of Qin Feng, what would he think?
Soon.
The old man in a suit led Ji Zekai and six others out of the building.
As he walked over here, he smiled.
After seeing Qin Feng, the old man in the suit quickly brought people to him, but they were separated from him by a layer of defensive barrier, and they didn't dare to come out...
He only saw him keeping a polite smile and speaking a series of English very politely.
He had a little respect for Qin Feng, but not much.
How could Qin Feng give such an old man a good face?
He heard the other party talking and slowly said: "I don't understand, is there anyone who can speak Daxia language?"
"..."
As soon as this came out, the old man in the suit frowned.
He thought that Shadow was trying to gain the initiative in the negotiation...
But Qin Feng didn't think so much?
It was just a lack of face.
Among the seven people on the other side, two could speak Daxia language, one was Ji Zekai and the other was Stina.
Ji Zekai hesitated a little when he heard Qin Feng's words. He still retained some of his habits before the advent of the God-forsaken Game, and would look at other people's faces when speaking and doing things.
Now he is under the old man in a suit.
He was worried that if he answered rashly, he would have the idea of "taking over the initiative", and he was also worried that the initiative of the negotiation would fall into the hands of Shadow, and he would be a sinner...
But when he hesitated.
Stina had already spoken: "I can. Ji Zekai can too. Hello, Mr. Shadow, my name is Stina. Thank you for taking the time to come to our Los Angeles. We know that your time is precious, so we will get straight to the point... May I ask what conditions do you need to get rid of the epic clown for us?"
She spoke very directly.And Qin Feng likes this style.
He is too lazy to deal with politicians. If you talk about this and that for a long time without getting to the point, isn't that a waste of time?
And when Stina said this.
Ji Zekai reacted immediately, glanced at Stina subtly, and then quickly acted as an interpreter with the others next to him.
"Sure enough, the old man is a little unhappy."
Ji Zekai glanced at the old man in the suit and felt secretly happy.
He and Stina are both vice presidents of the Sky Snake Association. Although they are responsible for genius-targeted plans in different countries, they have different levels of authority, including funding, resources, etc., which are all decided by the old man in the suit...
Although Qin Feng doesn't like to argue with others, he can still see the micro-expressions of everyone clearly.
"Idiot."
Qin Feng doesn't bother to pay attention at all.
Anyway...
In his eyes, except for the blonde woman 'Nikana', everyone else is dead.
Hearing Stina's direct question, Qin Feng replied indifferently: "You name the price, as long as I am satisfied."
This is very subtle.
It made Stina a little embarrassed.
"Please allow us to discuss it."
After she said this, she stepped aside and began to discuss with Ji Zekai, the old man in a suit and others.
Ji Zekai said first: "I suggest giving him a thousand years of life. He solved the great disaster Pluto in the Magic City and the epic phoenix in the Sea City. The Daxia official gave him a thousand years of life. At most, he was given a medal and named the "Los Angeles Chicken Guardian."
"Are you brainless or really stupid? That's the Daxia official, are you the Daxia official?"
"I listen to Miss Stina, how much do you think is appropriate?"
This is her suitor's proposal.
Hearing this, Stina hesitated for a moment and said, "At least 10,000 years to start. After all, this will save a city and affect tens of millions of people. If we give less, it will show that we are not sincere."
Ji Zekai sneered: "Starting from 10,000 years, do we have to add another 5,000 years to make friends with the shadows? Maintain friendly relations?"
Ten thousand years of life!
That is a huge fortune that he has never thought of!
At this stage, a large guild of 10,000 people can only collect taxes for a few hundred years every day. Some guilds with higher tax rates and stronger comprehensive strength can collect taxes for thousands of years, which is already in the top 20 of Los Angeles chicken steaks.
Now Stina opened her mouth and said 10,000 years of life. How can people accept this?
"Ji Zekai, I think you are the real clown."
Stina glanced at Ji Zekai coldly: "The clowns outside are super gods, and you are giving away your life."
