Facing Dogo Kejie’s sky-high asking price, Cork didn’t even reply this time. He just lowered his head and fiddled with his pocket watch. Boris turned sideways and whispered:
"Mr. Dogo Kejie, this...is indeed a bit too much. If you don't think so, the alliance will give you a suitable price. You will transfer the patent to the alliance, and then the alliance will negotiate with them."
"No! I won't give anything of mine to anyone else again!"
"It seems that there is nothing to talk about?"
Cork's voice was low, with a hint of mockery.
"Yes, if you don't have enough money, we won't have to talk!"
After saying that, Dogo Kejie noticed that the other party's pocket watch was flashing slightly. Years of adventure experience immediately told him that the other party was not looking at the watch, but sending a signal.
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Without saying a word, he grabbed the bolter behind him. At the same time, Cork overturned the table and threw out the hidden flash bomb in his hand.
With the sound of "click", the flash bomb exploded, and at the same time, a low exclamation sounded in the tavern. Boris took a step back, his face turned pale when frightened by the unexpected situation in front of him, and then he rolled away. Climb down and run out the door.
As soon as the door opened, a group of Hearthborn warriors armed with weapons appeared in the bar hall, but they did not have any guild marks on them.
"No, everyone, calm down, this will start a commercial war..."
"Here he is, my cousins!"
Cork laughed and said:
"Quickly cut off his escape route! If we can bring him back alive, there won't be any trouble."
"this--"
Boris cast a reproachful look at the bartender, who immediately stopped him loudly:
"No, you guys can't fight here! The boss won't allow you to do that!"
As he spoke, he conjured a shotgun from behind the bar.
"That's it, all of you get out!"
Then a plasma battle ax flew over, nearly decapitating the bartender. The spinning ax shattered the glass and shuddered as it embedded itself in the shelf behind the bar.
The bartender slumped to the ground helplessly, clearly the Hearthborn's determination should not be underestimated.
"Stay out of your own business, human!"
One of the Hearthborn plucked his ax from the floor, pulling up a long string of splinters that filled the air with specks of light.
The patrons of the bar were either running away or watching, crowding the small place into chaos. All conversation stopped, and only the Ogryns continued their competition as if nothing of note had happened. .
"Guest! Guest! Please go outside and deal with it!"
The bartender pleaded from behind the bar, but his voice was muffled by the rowdy crowd.
"I knew you thieves couldn't be trusted!"
After Dogo Kejie finished speaking, he suddenly pulled his hand out, and a hook immediately flew out and entangled the chandelier on the roof.
The Furnaceborn jumped up, grabbed the chandelier hanging on the top of the dome shell at a speed that was not suitable for the short man's solid body, and tried to swing out of the encirclement.
Axes and hammers shattered tables, the room filled with panicked shouts and swirling smoke, and Dogo Koje lifted his feet and passed over his cousin's head as Cork's power gauntlet buzzed in the air. .
But he didn't swing very far. The overwhelmed chandelier only swayed slightly. The foothold chosen by Dogo Kejie soon shattered into slag under the weight of the barrel-shaped body, and he fell. On their backs, drinks spilled all over the floor, the guests at the table were ejected and yelled angrily along with the others who stayed.
Guys at the edge of the room were already placing bets on the outcome of the duel, other frightened guests were voicing dissatisfaction in different languages and voices, and all kinds of swords were pulled out of their sheaths, as well as various firearms.
"These squats are as smelly and hard as rocks."
In the corner of the bar, several slender figures whose faces were covered by dark gray cloaks were communicating softly in Ada language.
"Now that everyone is here, let's move to another place. Lord Doral requires us to establish an outpost within five standard days to guide the way to the Arkworld. This matter cannot be delayed."
"yes."
Even the Ogryns at the bar started shouting dissatisfied because the eating competition was being disrupted, but they did not move.
"Murder is a serious crime and you will be expelled from the clan! Your soul will be banished by your ancestors forever!"
"Cousin, I didn't say I wanted to kill you, I just asked you... to go somewhere else and talk calmly."
"get out!"
Dogo Kojie pointed the muzzle of the gun at his cousin Cork and pulled the trigger. However, when the bullet flew in front of the opponent, it suddenly exploded, and the molten iron filings flew everywhere.
There is no doubt that the first thing the opponent did after getting rich was to equip himself with a single-person protective device.
Dogo Koje stepped back and continued spraying bullets across the room, the inaccurate pellets pinging and shattering glass and windows as Cork bravely waded into the hail of bullets, lightning bursting from his power fists.
"It's my turn."
Cork, who was sure of victory, launched an attack. However, he did not expect that the human Boris suddenly said something to the two Ogryns.
As a result, as he walked by, Kirk was caught off guard and was punched away by an Ogryn, knocking away all the chairs, tables and stools along the way. Due to his armor and weight, even though he had come into close contact with the floor, The body was still plowing back and forth in the bar under the influence of inertia. When the activation gloves came into contact with the broken wood, some furniture that had not been damaged before turned into smoldering fire.
Finally blocked by the wall, Cork got up in disgrace. Through the buzzing in his ears and the sight of Mohu, he saw the fleeing back of Dogo Kejie, while the others were stopped by two Ogryns. , these super big men put the Hearthborn to shame in terms of strength, especially when they had just eaten.
"Don't let him get away!"
An Ogryn raised his fist as big as his head towards Cork, the guard on his hand sending out sparks every time it came into contact with the power glove, but it didn't seem to slow him down.
However, when more Hearthborn appeared, the two Ogryns seemed to realize that something was wrong. They turned around and ran back with the bartender. Being able to hang out in the hive means that their IQs are not low. This troublesome matter is left to the boss to handle. Enough.
At this time, Dogo Kejie was racing all the way. He knew that these guys would not let him go easily. They would not fight a commercial war, which would be very costly. The best way was to deal with him personally. As for Yumi It's unclear how the league will react, but he doesn't hold out much hope.
As for whether the other party will kill them, it can only be said that the maelstrom is very chaotic and it is difficult to trace what happened. The Wotan Alliance is by no means an ideal utopia.
Then there is only one plan. Although getting along with those guys is not particularly pleasant, those guys may be the only ones he can rely on now——
