Chapter 563

On the two carriages of Su Mo's side, there were his brothers with blood colored flag.

He opened the gold box and took all the gold coins away with a wave of his hand. The players didn't need to carry the box around. In other words, NPC Aborigines were miserable. It was clearly a game world, but they had to be primitive people.

Even with the convenience of magic, there is no magic space equipment.

After all, the game is developed for players to play, so the first-class citizens of the game are players. While playing for players, they also undertake certain scientific research tasks to study the birth and evolution of independent intelligence. As a result, the second-class citizens are the apostles, and finally the NPC aborigines become the third class.

"Boss, someone is following us. The level is very high. We dare not approach." Assassins crouch around and have stealth skills. In addition, those who play this profession are good at using terrain to hide their old hands. There is no need to worry about being discovered.

"I see. Retreat slowly." Su Mo has taken the gold coins.

Two million gold coins, not a little, not much.

At that time, Sumer said that if one copper was missing, Earl Gresham morick would have no grandchildren from now on. The old man was also afraid that these greedy pirates would be counted one by one.

But he didn't give him more. Two million gold coins had already made him feel bleeding. Two million and one gold coins could kill him.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Martin." Su Mo greets his task items.

"You are not pirates. Who are you?" Mr. Martin has been in a state of shock. He is in the felon detention area of the federal prison. It is said that he will send him to meet Munch, the Pirate God, in two months' time.

He was in despair and didn't expect that someone would pull him out.

"How do you see that?" Su Mo's hand was frozen. He felt that his disguise was excellent. He not only used metamorphosis, but also looked like a pirate. In order to practice transfiguration, he observed people of various occupations and identities. He thought that he didn't learn very much like him, and he had at least nine points.

"Taste." Mr. Martin looked at Sumer for a moment and let out a breath.

"Er..." Su Mo was speechless and immediately understood.

Su Mo now takes a woman's gauze hat, maybe he can become a woman's clothes boss immediately, but no matter how he behaves enchanting, the smell of rouge and powder on his body can't be produced out of thin air.

For example, in disguised pirates, he chooses to cast a slightly cleaner hat, and the dirty ones are all lost.

How much smell can a hat have.

Meeting Mr. Martin, who spent all day with pirates, saw through his disguise immediately.

Of course, Martin didn't know that Su Mo used metamorphosis. He just thought that Su Mo was disguised in his clothes. Anyway, Su Mo was not a pirate.

"Who are you and what are you doing with me?" Mr. Martin continued, seeing that Sumer was silent.

His tone was not so good that Ouye, a madman dressed as a pirate, couldn't help fighting him: "we rescued you with good intentions. You didn't even say thank you. Why did you still look like we hurt you?"

Madman Ouye is a military fan. As soon as he heard the content of the operation, he immediately imagined himself as a special soldier.

We should follow if we are shameless. We can't let them follow.

In fact, they also wear the hat made by Su Mo's deformation technique, and then stand beside them without talking, maintaining a fierce expression on their faces.

"Thank you? I thank you for your head. I could have lived another two months, and if you got me out, I would not have survived tomorrow morning. " "Don't you know that the new warden is a great alchemist, and that all the felons must take his various poisons..."

"Not afraid to eat to death?" Su Mo also thinks that magic, that is, in the game, there is such a way to control the death row with poison.

"We are all going to die. He has no psychological burden." Mr. Martin closed his eyes in despair and leaned against the wall of the carriage, out of sight and out of mind. There was nothing left to say.

Do you want to run back to the warden and say that I want to eat poison, give me some.

However, the two million gold coins are not paid to the NPC.

Two million gold coins!

I've never heard of anyone who saw so much money in the game. Even if it's a big businessman who is closely related to the bloody war flag, I love Luo. Can he carry out four boxes at a time and show two million gold coins to everyone?

Of course, all the money is Su Mo's, but Su Mo is very generous to his family.

At least some money will be given to the brothers who participated in this activity. Each of them has tens of thousands of dollars. If it's appropriate, you can take it home and show a lot of operation in front of my father.

Who said playing games has no future, your son and I make tens of thousands.

Of course, the specific process of making money will not be said."Well, don't talk about it, God cat..." Su Mo called out to the outside.

"Boss, what's up?" God cat is in charge of driving. The technical house can learn everything. Driving ancient carriages can quickly fly.

"When you and six fingers continue to walk in the carriage, let's split up, OK?" If you get the gold coin, just hide it from Mr. Martin, and let les micavian cure him.

"No problem. What about the carriage?" Asked the cat.

"Pull to the front and find a town to sell it. The money sold will be distributed to the brothers participating in the activity." Su Mo said.

"OK, but what about the moon?" God cat is still worried about another friend who is probably trapped in a tiger's den, that is, master Todd, who is crying and making noises, and is finally taken away by count Gresham morick.

Master Todd appeared today, of course, is a fake.

Su Mo looked in the guild for a while, and wanted to find a playwright to play master Todd himself, so as to achieve the effect of falsehood and falsehood.

A guy named "burning moon" stands out.

Even Su Laomo, who often boasts that Oscar owes him a little gold medal, is ashamed of himself. At least he pretends to be out of control with tears and tears. He can't afford to lose that man.

The burning moon is said to be a regular graduate of the film and Television College. Later, he joined the army and went home with all kinds of injuries.

There is no way to perform the drama. I can't bear it. I have to recuperate.

Later, he was also included in the recruitment of the bloody flag.

His profession is assassin. This time, he enlisted to participate in the task and gave full play to his professional acting skills, which perfectly explained the spiritual collapse and exhaustion of a pampered aristocrat after he was in a bowel movement.

"What else can I do? He will take care of himself, and I will share more with him later." Su Mo said.

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