Chapter 29 Show Off

Lan Wu found that he had brought back a huge trouble. ɱ

After returning to the camp, Flora went to the training ground. She is still living with Kasha. According to her, Kasha will be angry for a while, but Lan Wu always feels that she doesn't want to move out of Kasha's house for the time being.

After Flora left, only Lan Wu and the little assassin were left. Lan Wu was very troubled. This little girl is really stubborn and takes the jokes she made casually seriously. It's a pity that he wanted to lose to her on purpose. Now, it's impossible for him to really let this little girl wash his clothes for a month.

Don't say that he is not such a beast. If people see him asking a little girl to wash his clothes for him, he might be regarded as a villain, a rogue, a ghost, a pervert, a weird uncle who abducted an innocent little girl to see goldfish, etc.

Lan Wu was silent for a long time, and then he laughed: "Where is your home? I'll take you back."

The little assassin shook his head, his expression wooden.

Lan Wu was shocked. Even he had a small tent. Is this little girl in a worse situation than me? It doesn't look like it.

"Uh... you didn't lie to me?" Lan Wu didn't believe it.

The little assassin shook his head again.

Lan Wu was at his wit's end. In his opinion, this little girl must have run away from home. He thought about it and said, "Then stay at my place for the night. Tomorrow I'll ask Lord Akara to arrange a place for you to stay."

The little assassin didn't respond. Lan Wu took it as her tacit agreement and led her back to his little home in the camp. He opened the tent, pointed at the blanket spread on the hay, turned around and smiled, "If you're tired, take a nap first. I'll go... find... a..."

Before Lan Wu could finish, the little assassin had already entered the tent beside him, took off her equipment quickly, and stuffed it into the space bag. Lan Wu was so shocked to see this little girl taking off her clothes in front of him that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time, and his mind was blank.

The little assassin was only wearing a small and exquisite set of underwear. She looked at the clean blanket, then looked down at the few pieces of cloth on her body. She started to take off her clothes again.

Lan Wu's mind buzzed, and he quickly got out of the tent and quickly closed it. Damn, what on earth is this little girl thinking? Getting naked in front of a man (uncle), isn't this going to kill her? He quickly checked carefully to make sure that the tent was indeed closed, and then hurriedly left and walked towards the open bar on the west side of the camp.

"Am I lucky or unlucky?" Lan Wu was at a loss. He didn't know whether it was lucky or unlucky to bring back this little assassin. But it was obviously unlucky at the moment, and he was homeless.

He came to the west side of the camp in a trance. Before Lan Wu entered, he had heard a loud voice boasting in the bar. He was too familiar with this loud voice. Who else could it be but the barbarian Glasgow?

"This is the true strength of Lu Gaoyin's professional. Look, have you seen so many magic equipment?"

Knowing that Glasgow was in the bar, Lan Wu immediately found a target to vent his depression. He walked into the bar and saw Glasgow and the other two sitting at the table in the middle. There were dozens of professionals around. From the gaps in the crowd, he could vaguely see that the table was filled with equipment of all sizes. Especially the golden hard leather armor in the middle, which was very eye-catching. In addition, the rest of the equipment was glowing blue.

The dozens of professionals watching stared at the dazzling array of equipment on the table with envy. There were at least twenty pieces of equipment in total. They had never seen so many blue equipment piled together. Especially the golden hard leather armor, which was a rarer golden equipment.

Gross and Lavde remained calm and just drank the beer in front of them. But Glasgow especially enjoyed the envious eyes of many professionals. He laughed, waved his big hand generously, and shouted: "Boss, serve everyone a glass of beer. I'll treat you."

Lan Wu looked at Glasgow's smug look, his mouth slightly upturned, and was about to walk over to disgust this barbarian. Unexpectedly, a sinister voice suddenly floated behind him.

"I finally found you."

Lan Wu was startled, and soon he realized that the man behind him was Volod, the necromancer who looked more like a dead person than a living person. He rolled his eyes and waved without looking back: "Find a place to sit down first and talk slowly."

Vorod followed Lan Wu to an empty table in the corner and sat down. As soon as he sat down, he immediately began to complain about Glasgow's repeated boasting of his gains in the cave. That's fine, just bear with it. What made him even more angry was that this barbarian actually wanted to use a pair of blue leather boots to trick Taylor privately.

When he heard Volod mention the name Taylor, Lan Wu remembered it. He remembered that it was the Rogue who teased Volod when he first came to the Rogue camp. His eyes rolled and he understood it in seconds. He smiled and asked back: "Did Taylor agree?"

"How could she agree to this barbarian." Volod was so excited that his face flushed.

"Aren't you going to hire her from Kasha?" Lan Wu had a wicked smile on his face, his eyes clearly saying who are you trying to hide now.

"I..." Volod was silent, lowering his head in frustration.

At this time, Glasgow accidentally saw the two of them sitting in the corner, and immediately shouted over there as if he had been injected with chicken blood: "Hey, it's you. You escaped from the cave after being chased by the blood crow, and came here to drink and relieve your boredom?"

Glasgow's words were full of malice. Both sides knew that the Blood Crow that emerged from the cave was extremely powerful. But he bullied other professionals and thought that this Blood Crow was the other Blood Crow. Everyone knew that the Blood Crow was just a small BOSS in the Bone Burial Ground. As long as you are careful, professionals of level 5 or 6 can kill it.

Just as Glasgow expected. When other professionals heard that Lan Wu was chased by the Blood Crow and ran away, they all burst into laughter. Even the eyes looking at Lan Wu were a little more sarcastic.

Vorod was so angry that his face turned blue. He slapped the table and stood up, trying his best to defend his friend: "The Blood Crow will only stay in the Bone Burial Ground, how could it run to the cave?"

Glasgow crossed his arms and glanced at Lan Wu who was sitting still with contempt. That look clearly said, are you going to lie?

When other professionals saw Glasgow's confident look, they were already 70% sure in their hearts. No matter why the Blood Crow ran to the cave, the fact is there.

Lan Wu smiled. Who said that barbarians have only muscles in their heads? Glasgow is not stupid. He smiled and shrugged his shoulders, pulling Volod to sit down: "Don't ask me why, the Blood Crow really ran into the cave."

Vorod was stunned. He has now reached level 7 and is planning to kill the Blood Crow to obtain the qualification to hire Rogue. Therefore, he memorized the information of the Blood Crow. But he didn't expect that the Blood Crow was not in the burial ground, but ran to the cave... He really couldn't understand it.

Seeing the expression on Volod's face, Lan Wu understood it again. He couldn't help but sigh that this unlucky Volod was really unlucky. He planned to kill the Blood Crow, but he killed it himself. It will take at least a month for the Blood Crow to revive again.

He sincerely lamented that Volod's bad luck was as strong as ever, and laughed: "Sorry, I killed the Blood Crow. You have to wait at least a month for the Blood Crow to revive."

Glasgow laughed out loud, and sneered contemptuously: "Can you kill the Blood Crow? God, my ears must be sick."

Lan Wu smiled nonchalantly and asked: "Do you also know the strength of the Blood Crow?"

Glasgow raised his little finger maliciously and sneered: "I can crush it to death with one finger."

"Then let's bet again?" Lan Wu continued to provoke with the same malice: "You go and kill the Blood Crow. My ring will belong to you."

Glasgow hesitated. The strength of the Blood Crow was extremely strong, and he had no confidence at all. Similarly, he did not believe that Lan Wu could kill the Blood Crow.

At this time, Gross, who had been drinking calmly, suddenly spoke up to save Glasgow: "That ring is the bet we made before."

"How about I use this as a bet?" Lan Wu smiled and took out the gray short stick of the root of evil and put it on the table. As soon as his hand left the short stick, a dazzling dark golden light burst out.

Suddenly, everyone gasped. Even Gross couldn't help but be distracted. Everyone looked at the dark gold short stick with such naked eyes, and did not hide their desire for this short stick.

Even gold equipment is rare, let alone dark gold equipment. Except for a very small number of gold equipment, dark gold equipment is equivalent to one of the best equipment.

Glasgow's face was very ugly. He didn't expect that this weird professional could take out a dark gold equipment. This means that the previous bet is no longer important. Unless a dark gold equipment is also taken out, there is no comparison between the two sides.

"You killed the blood crow?" Gross's face was also ugly.

"I crushed him to death with one finger." Lan Wu followed suit, raising his little finger maliciously and shaking it.

When Glasgow saw Lan Wu's action, his face suddenly swelled like a pig liver that had been stored for a month. He was about to take advantage of the situation to divert everyone's attention. Unexpectedly, Gross's cold rebuke came from the side.

"Shut up, idiot."

Glasgow was immediately silent, and sat down to drink in frustration. Gross stood up, ignored others, walked straight to Lan Wu, and said coldly: "I want this short stick, name a price."

Lan Wu smiled, took off his left glove, and tapped the table lightly. It was clear that he had to pay off the previous bet before he could make an offer.

Gross had never been so angry before, and his face turned pale and blue. He looked at Lan Wu deeply, chuckled and said, "Okay, I will fulfill the bet as soon as possible. You name a price first, so I don't have to make another trip."

Lan Wu looked at Gross with great interest, and immediately offered his price: "A set of Avatar of Tagore."

Gross's face turned pale, and he shook his head indifferently. This set of necromancer's professional suit is far rarer than the dark gold equipment.

"No...then let's get a set of Aldor's Guardian."

"Still no? The Immortal King?"

"The Legend of Griswald?"

"Where is Tal Rasha's robe?"

"There should be a Battle Poem of Mavina, right?"

"No way, don't tell me there is no Natalya's Condemnation either."

Listening to Lan Wu's mouth popping out one set of top professional suits after another, Gross's face was completely black. At this point, how could he not guess that this weird necromancer was deliberately teasing him. Not to mention a set, even one piece is far more valuable than this dark gold short stick.

The other professionals also guessed that Lan Wu was deliberately teasing the three professionals from Lugaoin. They returned to their respective tables and enthusiastically admired the ugly expression on Gross's face, the arrogant Lugaoin man.

"I don't have this, and I don't have that." Lan Wu shouted angrily: "You asked me to name a price, but I can't afford it. Are you a liar?"

Gross choked and turned to leave. When Lavde and the other two saw him leave, they quickly packed up the equipment on the table and chased after him. He lost the bet and was no match for him in verbal skills. Staying would only bring shame upon himself.

Lan Wu had no intention of letting the three go. He stood up and waved at Glasgow's back, shouting, "Hey, that barbarian, don't forget that you invited everyone present to have a drink just now. Pay the bill before you leave."

Glasgow paused, turned red, walked to the bar, took out a large bag of gold coins and threw it on the bar: "No need to change."

"Wait." The bar owner called Glasgow. The latter turned his head angrily. He pointed to the bag of gold coins and explained helplessly, "Not enough money."

Glasgow's face became even redder. He took out a blue glove from his space bag and threw it on the bar, then hurried to chase Gross and the other two.

Watching Glasgow hurriedly leave the bar, Volod looked at Lan Wu worriedly: "Actually, you don't need to completely anger these three Lugain people."

Lan Wu shrugged his shoulders and sighed helplessly: "How can you get things done without paying a price these days?"

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