Players Please Respect Yourself

   Chapter 111 Dark Solo Dance (Merry Christmas!)

The old man    Jacob said first: "Our [Theology of Knowledge] is an absolutely neutral organization that emphasizes knowledge sharing and exchange. Any knowledge that we don't have can be shared or exchanged. This is our preliminary knowledge list."

   The old man raised the pine staff in his hand that was shaped like a lollipop, and a blue ball of light slowly rose.

As soon as    Wang Hao touched his fingertips, a large amount of data flowed into the system like a waterfall, and then displayed it.

   This is transmission based on the spiritual level.

Another quicksand city messenger is a common dwarf in Western fantasy stories. He has a large orange-red beard, combed into a trident-shaped beard braid, and he walked up to shake hands with Wang Hao: "Chris Hammer! Provided All blacksmith-related services. Only desert gold coins and fine wine are accepted."

   After saying that, he sat back down.

The last one is a green-skinned goblin, which is already short enough and has a hunchback: "I'm Lyle Gaolide, representing the White Sand Chamber of Commerce Alliance, specifically the second boss of the [Shuangli Chamber of Commerce]. You can consider trading with our Chamber of Commerce directly. , double benefit, both parties benefit. We sincerely buy your clean water and food at a high price."

   Then he realized that the hand he stretched out was not held by the other party.

"I'm sorry! I don't have the habit of shaking hands with goblins. Because every time I shake hands with goblins, I have to count when I look back to see if I am missing two fingers." Wang Hao's cold words made Jacob and Chris both A roar of laughter.

  The old man is covering his mouth.

   The dwarf shot directly: "Hahaha! Lyle, look at you! People who don't know you will see through your essence."

  Lyle was a little annoyed and angry: "Your Excellency, this is a misunderstanding. You don't know me, this is a prejudice against goblins..."

   "Want me to trust you? Yes, as long as you agree to accept my soul torture..." Wang Hao slowly stretched out his right hand wrapped in black armor.

  Wang Hao will be a fart soul torture, just the aura of his big devil, plus the terrifying aura of the tough black claw club, it is purely for bluffing.

   In the eyes of the cunning goblin, Jason's black hand is simply a terrifying dark cloud that covers the sky and is about to swallow him...all the money!

   It’s too bad, let alone money!

   This is the goblin!

  Lyle was so frightened on the spot, even if it was a poisonous tentacle chair, he sat on it, just to hide behind old Jacob.

   The old man and the dwarf laughed even more.

  I saw Lord Jason shrugging his shoulder armor, and there seemed to be regret in his voice: "It seems that we still can't trust each other."

   This goblin is a typical type of cannibalism without spitting out bones.

   At most other houses are poisoning, and Lyle is poisoning.

   Through the members of the Black Claw Society that Wang Hao caught before, I learned about N Dorel's "deeds of glory".

   For example, because a werewolf was drunk and just had no money to drink, he accidentally borrowed a super usury loan from Lyle 9 out of 130.

   That's right, Lyle saw that the werewolf was drunk and directly added a zero to the loan repayment ratio in the contract.

The next day the werewolf woke up and was sold to the arena. Even if it died, it was not enough. The whole family of wolves and wolf cubs had to be sold. If the whole family died, they would be chopped into meat sauce, mixed with clay and sold to the poor. Even bones are sold as bone knives.

   This black-hearted **** has not died yet, because he cleverly found a good dock...

  Lyle can say that every drop of his blood is black.

   Leaving this black-hearted ghost aside, Wang Hao was able to talk to the remaining two messengers.

  The so-called messenger is just to set the tone and go back to the specific negotiation, that is, let the people below talk.

   sent all the messengers away, and Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

   Only then did he realize that the Demon Empress was sitting quietly beside the throne, staring at him without saying a word.

   "Oh? So cute?" Wang Hao said coldly.

  The Demon Empress was not annoyed at all, and smiled lightly: "If my master wants me to be a so-called 'tool man', then I will be a tool man."

  Wang Hao was shocked, because the three words 'tool man' said by the demon empress were not Egyptian, but Chinese!

   This woman is a monster! I didn't know where I heard it, but I ignored the language barrier and directly understood the meaning and context of the word.

   Almost subconsciously, he grabbed the Demon Empress's long, smooth neck with shatterable skin: "You..."

   The Demon Empress's eyes were filled with flinch and fear, but more of a humble obedience.

  Even if Wang Hao exerted a little more strength, her neck was about to be twisted off. She was stupefied with her hands on her back, closed her eyes, closed her mouth, and looked like she was being slaughtered.

   "Chinese... How much do you know?" Wang Hao released his palm slightly and still held her neck.

   "Cough! Hundreds of everyday words. Master. You didn't keep me in a closed dark space, but put me on the surface of my armor. I can still hear some of your servants' daily conversations." The Demon Empress confessed.

   Wang Hao's hands were shaking.

   This woman is too enchanting! He is indeed a great man in history who is proficient in the languages ​​of the nine countries.

   Any existence that can leave a name in the long history is not a simple thing.

   Miscalculation?

maybe!

   Wang Hao realized that even if it wasn't his original intention, he still had to let the Demon Empress participate in the affairs of Abyss City more.

   is very simple, he has no one under him.

  Aishie is too simple, she may be a powerful shooter, but with her temperament, she is afraid of being sold to a flower house by a guy like Lyle and helping others count the money.

   Liu Yuechan is a real working girl after all. Wang Hao was afraid of her participation so much. Once he's done playing, he's done.

  Baru and his ilk are destined to be tool people.

  Strictly speaking, the demon queen is not so scary. She may have a strong desire for power, but in history, Caesar and Anthony kneeled, and she was forced to change backers. As long as the master is strong enough, she has no record of backlashing against the master.

   That's why Wang Hao allowed the Demon Empress to contact Anubis and let him cooperate with Liu Yuechan to act again. Anubis refused to serve his Wang Hao, but was loyal to the Ptolemaic royal family.

   Of course, to completely subdue him, Ptolemy XIII must be destroyed first.

  If the foreign enemy is too strong, Wang Hao will have to play this dog head card.

   Looking at the beautiful face of the Demon Empress with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, even if she knew she was a monster now, she still felt that it would be a pity to give it away or destroy it.

   She is the kind of elk you can allow her to play and don't want to see other people riding on the elk. I hope she only has facial cleanser on her face, and the type of small mouth used only for apples.

  Wang Hao finally let go of the hand that was holding the Demon Empress' neck.

"I can allow you to learn the language of my hometown, but it is absolutely forbidden for you to have any form of intelligence exchange with Parana and my shrimp people. Once you break this taboo, I can only destroy you!" Wang Hao calmly Said, the demon queen listened quietly.

   This is Wang Hao's bottom line and the guillotine on the neck of the Demon Empress.

"Understood! I will never do it." The Demon Empress pondered for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Actually, when the master entertained the messengers, I was still thinking about whether the master wanted me to perform the dance. Otherwise, I would give the master Jump a bit."

   "Don't! I'm not interested! Give me the claw!" Wang Hao directly replied to her for a three-line, and put her into the Demon King's armor.

Who knew that in the dark armored space, the Demon Empress covered the snake's body with a cloud of black mist, and then silently danced a rather intense dance. Although there was no soundtrack, Wang Hao's mind was able to Feel that explosive feeling.

   She threw him a flying eye, and with the trembling of the proud upper body, the thick exotic and wordless sexiness spread like this.

   (end of this chapter)