Chapter 170

Ur's eyelids twitched twice.

Pasfield's words completely broke Ur's inherent impression of the Vicchi, knowing people and knowing their faces but not their hearts, the ancients were sincere and never deceived.

For a long time, the Vichy tribe has given outsiders the impression of being a "primitive tribe isolated from the world". Who would have thought that this primitive tribe would take the initiative to do business and do it so covertly.

If it wasn't for the coming cold season in the Beichuan sea area, and the fact that the Vichy tribe had no other items that could be traded except for the "blue water", Pasfield might not be able to successfully fight with these people this time. communicate.

Soon!
The old man of the Qi family took a few people to the top of "Daoli No. 17" by boat.

Since it is a transaction, the goods must be inspected first. This is the most basic rule in business.

Pasfield didn't talk too much, seeing the old man from the Vich family, he took a few people to the cabin. Here are all kinds of food that Pasfield had prepared before, and it was almost full of a whole warehouse. .

"This is just the first batch. As long as our first transaction is completed, more food will be delivered soon." Pasfil said.

Because it was not clear that the Vich tribe had a so-called "Holy Land", the food that Pasfil began to prepare was only prepared according to the portion of an ordinary tribe, and at the beginning he was not sure whether his idea would work, Because the food here is not too much.

But when Pasfield bought the news from that "Vitch", he immediately notified the members who stayed on the mainland.

Now, that food is almost here too.

The eyes of the old man of the Vic tribe shone slightly.

Due to the harsh living environment, the Vichy tribe has always been extremely scarce in food. Even though they later established a few trading channels with the outside world, their tribe has nothing else to attract others except the "blue water".

As for the "Silent Blue Water", even their race's output is not much. If it weren't for the arrival of the cold season, the old Vichy clan might not be willing to make a deal with Pasfield this time.

"Dear guests, I have seen your sincerity, so next, would you like to see our sincerity?"

The old man of the Vichy clan performed a weird courtesy towards Pasfield, and said leisurely.

"Of course, it's my honor." Pasfil nodded.

Regardless of the importance of the "Silent Blue Water" itself, the last betrayal alone had forced Pasfil to go to Gurya Iceberg in person in order to truly feel at ease.

Ur accompanied Pasfil on the boat of the old Vich, and Jensen was guarding the boat.

Defenses can not do without.

No one knows whether the Vichys here will act violently, at least until the transaction is completed, Pasfield will definitely not let his "Daoli NO.17" land.

At sea, "Daoli NO.17" can at least advance and retreat freely, but once the ship docks, no one can really tell what will happen at that time.

The number of Vichys on Gurya Iceberg was completely beyond Ur and Pasfil's expectations.

Because Vichi people generally like to wear snow-white fur, Ur and Pasfil couldn't see it so clearly when they were far away at first.

However, when the two actually went ashore, they found that the surrounding area was completely densely packed with Vichi people, most of whom were men and few women. According to a rough estimate, there were at least several hundred people, and each of them was from the Vici tribe. "Elite".

Being watched by so many eyes at the same time, Ur is fine, but Pasfil is not so calm.

After all, the gazes of the Vichy tribe are different from those of ordinary people. They are all warriors who have experienced life and death in harsh environments. Even if they want to express goodwill, the tyrannical aura in their eyes does not dissipate so easily. Pasfil's scalp felt numb as he watched.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Kakatu, and I am temporarily in charge of the protection of the "Holy Land"..." The old man of the Vichy family walked towards the iceberg with the two of Ur, and said with a smile .

Compared with the other fighters of the Vichy tribe, Kakatu is not like a Vichy tribe at all, because he doesn't have the slightest ferocity on his body, just like an ordinary benevolent old man.

But in fact, in Ur's perception, the magic power in this old guy's body is extremely powerful, and it is estimated that even Jensen may not be his opponent.

The temperature on the Gulya Iceberg is very low...
emmmmm.

Seeing Pasfil's trembling appearance, Ur guessed this way.

Kakatu is very good at chatting, and the atmosphere along the way is very lively, without any embarrassment at all.

Perhaps the only embarrassment was that there were a little too many Vichys accompanying the two of Ur.

"Crack!"

When Kakatu led Ur and Pasfil to the depths of the iceberg, his forward steps suddenly stopped, and the soles of his shoes stepped into the snow, making a slight sound.

"Huh? What's the matter? Mr. Kakatu!" Pasfil asked in confusion when he saw Kakatu stop.

However, before Kakatu could speak, Ur stepped in front of Pasfil, the dragon skin cloak fluttered, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Do you need to ask? Of course it is because of our Mr. Kakatu , Prepared a grand welcome ceremony for us."

rub rub rub...

Ur's voice just fell.

Nearly a hundred Vichy warriors suddenly sprang out from around the two of them, each holding a spear made of rock or ice, staring at them fiercely, with murderous intent.

This sudden change also made Pasfield's face darken: "What do you mean? Mr. Kakatu!"

Kakato turned around.

At this time, the face of the Vich family old man was no longer the kindness just now, it was icy cold, and he looked at the two with a cold look and said, "What do you mean? You killed our Vich family members, could it be that you didn't use it?" Pay the price?"

"A member of the Vicchi family?" Pasfil thought for a moment, then suddenly his expression changed, and he subconsciously glanced at Ur.

Ur's face at this moment also gradually became gloomy, and wisps of extremely dangerous aura slowly emanated from him.

In order to extract a confession, he had indeed killed two members of the Vichy family.

But he didn't take it to heart at the time, and he didn't expect to be used by someone to make a move.

His eyes slowly swept around, and wisps of murderous intent slowly burst out from Wuer's eyes. At this moment, he had already arranged the funeral for the people he was with in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

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