Chapter 965 (1/2)

Bud, the boss, is still frowning behind the counter. Nicholas, who is impatient, can't manage so much.

If he were the inner city of the dark city, he would be more restrained, but this is an uncontrollable and chaotic outer city. It's normal for a sky knight to teach others a lesson.

As soon as he stared, he immediately raised his axe to give old bud a long memory. Unexpectedly, Locke was the first to stop him.

He calmed Nicholas, who was about to explode, and touched Joaquin's head curled up in his arms. Locke went to the counter, took out five three-level energy essence from the space ring and said, "you are a businessman. You value interests. Is this money enough to buy the man's intelligence?"

When Locke said this, he said it word by word. It not only had his uncontrollable anger, but also had an indisputable meaning. As long as the old man dared to refuse again, not to mention that Nicholas would be angry immediately, he would also start to tear down the shop.

Locke observed a lot of wounds after whipping on Qiao Jin. He didn't believe it was all the work of the black magician who caught Qiao Jin. I'm afraid this shop specialized in selling slave creatures often bullies Qiao Jin.

Locke has been moved to kill.

Being able to spend so many years in the dark city, old bud can naturally distinguish what is murderous, especially in front of the two three-level heaven knights who put heavy pressure on him.

With a smile worse than crying on his face, old bud finally said, "I don't care if you seek revenge, but in the end, I can't expose the news I betrayed to you, otherwise I can't stay here."

"No problem!" Locke agreed without even thinking. What he wanted to do now was to screw off the head of the black magician who turned Joaquin into this.

"I have nothing to say. I have to sign a magic contract." After saying that, old bud took out a scroll with dense magic fluctuation from under the counter to see its energy level. It turned out to be a cherished magic scroll that can restrain the three-level strong.

"Lost, lost, even want me to waste such a good thing." Old bud had a mournful face.

On the magic scroll, Locke's mental power mark was soon left. Locke noticed that when he signed the magic contract, Joaquin held his arm and made a little effort.

He patted Joaquin on the back with relief. Locke stared at bud, the shop owner, waiting for him.

With the binding ability of the magic contract, old bud was obviously relieved. His current practice was against the rules. If others knew, he would not only be unable to stay in the dark city, but also have a great probability of falling dead on the street, and even the big people behind him could not save him.

"It's Norman, the immortal freak. He sent me this female magician last month. It seems to be to raise money to participate in the private auction hosted by the city Lord." Old bud sighed.

"Immortal freak Norman?" Locke remembered the name in his heart.

"It's the old man! He sold inferior blood potions to many brothers in my Legion. Some Obsidian legions are looking for revenge!" Nicholas also shouted abuse.