In human trafficking in the underground black market, the most expensive and most cherished people are always the elves.
But even if money and silk attract people's hearts, few people dare to attack the night elves.
For no other reason...this race is extremely vengeful.
Once the night elves find out about it, their own people will be bullied or killed for no reason...
They have done this countless times by devoting their entire clan's efforts to hunting down the murderer.
This is also the reason why ordinary races dare not provoke the night elves when they are walking outside.
Those night elves who harbor hatred will emit the smell of trees and flowers before they die.
And this smell will stick to the murderer's body and follow them almost throughout their life.
As long as he meets someone from the night elves, no matter what he has done or how many years have passed...
Any night elf he meets will definitely know immediately that he has killed a night elf before.
After encountering them, these night elves will take the lead without saying a word, taking the opponent's life without warning, and avenging their compatriots from unknown ethnic groups.
This is the unwritten rule of the night elves, and it is also the reason why other groups are afraid.
When the night elf said this, the demon man's threatening words got stuck in his throat.
Since it can't be killed...
"It doesn't matter! Be careful when you go out. I'll seriously injure you or kill you. That's it!"
These people really hold grudges, Tyrande is in some trouble.
On one side is a arrogant butler, on the other side is a devilish man who won't let go.
Mai Fan, who was watching, suddenly said: "How about we have a fair and just fight..."
"Don't worry, neither of our tribes can afford the consequences of fighting in the city."
"But on the outskirts of the city, I saw many dueling grounds, which are specially provided for the use of the two of you."
"I'm afraid you two won't be able to afford the duel."
"But it doesn't matter, I paid for you, but again, you have to follow the rules during the duel."
"There is only one night elf on our side. You should also pick one out and fight with him."
"If you win, we won't say much, and my butler will apologize to you."
"Actually, he is now my exclusive butler. He has separated from the Minotaur a long time ago and will not do the same things as before."
"You should really turn a blind eye and let this matter pass."
"However, it seems that your racial characteristics are like this... I can't stop it, but I can only ensure the fairness of this battle."
After saying that, Mai Fan looked at Devilman.
He understood his butler, and instead of letting him quarrel with these vulgar people, it would be better to have a duel between gentlemen.
This dark city is also very interesting.
The soil on the outskirts of the city was completely unplantable, and dueling grounds were basically established to resolve disputes.
This has contributed a lot to the city's security, and also provided a very good platform for many ethnic groups to resolve conflicts.
The only drawback is that there is a fee.
This has kept some of the poor and stingy out, and most of the public security problems in the city come from the fees charged here.
Hearing that Mai Fan offered admission to the duel arena, Devilman was stunned for a moment, then became happy.
This is the crux of the matter. If they were rich, would they still take risks and find trouble in the city?
"Okay, but if you lose, you have to pay for our losses."
"We didn't lose the goods, but we were embarrassed!"
What kind of face does the devil want!
The night elf didn't say this. He glanced at Mai Fan and gave him a nod that believed in him.
A mere devil, a night elf, flying a kite to kill them all!
That's how it was settled.
The next day, the bored Mai Fan and his entourage met at the cheapest duel ground on the edge of the city.
There is a reason why this dueling arena is cheap.
The more expensive it is, the more private it is.
The cheaper ones allow passers-by to come in and watch from outside.
This duel arena is equivalent to a semi-open performance venue.
Whether you can see the duel and what kind of duel you see, just two words, let it happen.
Of course, don't expect any big shots to be here watching.
Because no big shot would choose this kind of duel venue to duel.
When someone takes the enemy seriously, there will be a group of people around secretly watching and applauding.
What a system.
Therefore, those who choose to fight in this duel field are generally middle and lower-level ethnic groups. There are more large-scale conflicts and very few small-scale conflicts.
Moreover, there are relatively few wonderful ones, and almost zero ones that are aesthetically pleasing.
Those lower-class ethnic groups are just fighting in groups and fighting each other hand to hand...
It would be nice to see where to go.
But today, the situation is very different.
The boss of this dueling arena didn't quite believe what he saw when he was collecting the dueling fees.
"Wait a minute..."
With this black fair scale, I dug my eyes out of their sockets, rubbed them with a soft cloth, and pressed them on again to confirm that I was not hallucinating.
A night elf, carrying a beautiful, gorgeous, expensive bow and arrow made of gold and black twisted branches of life.
And his opponent was a demon man dressed in fiery red, with a single horn on his head, hot flames coming out of his nostrils, and a sapper shovel in his hand...
No matter which race he belonged to, he had only heard of its name before but never met its person.
Now, in his humble office, he saw two.
This is a great honor, this is a great honor...
The boss of the duel field's hands were shaking as he accepted the agreement for a fair duel handed over by the two people.
It was stated inside that no matter what happened, it had nothing to do with the duel field.
And both sides paid...oh, no, it was an ordinary man who paid for the duel for both of them.
wrong!
The black-skinned balance blinked and dug out its eyeballs again.
What he saw was two more advanced races, them, they were standing behind this man.
Seeing him hand over the money, two silver coins, why did the harpy have a look of pain on her face.
No...are they really this person's followers?
The boss who was holding two eyeballs quickly put his eyes back in place and took the money with some fear.
"When does it start? Where are we going to watch the game? Where should we sit?"
The boss of the duel arena turned to look at the duel parties.
After confirming that both parties recognized his existence, the doubts were dispelled.
"Time, as long as the previous one is over, we can start it right away!"
"As for the location, I will arrange the best box for everyone."
The so-called best box is just the floor closest to the duel venue.
