Chapter 389

"More than 3600 cases of green cocoa, 120 tons. It's enough for ten bases to last for a year and a half. "

In the huge cave, Miranda looked at the old chief with a bad look. "Because of Hanio, you hoard so many goods and even want to raise the price. You really know how to do business."

"Only a year and a half! Only a year and a half! " The old man was heartbroken and said, "it's only enough for one year and half a year. This green cocoa ripening cycle will take a whole year. Now you have such a big demand for green cocoa. Who knows if our output can keep up in a year and a half? Of course, we have to increase the price!

"Since it's just a demand, we have to control it. Just like I will help you solve the problem myself, the price rise can't exceed two levels at most." Miranda said firmly, with a strong attitude.

"It's not your problem..." inhanio murmured.

"Ah? What did you say? " Miranda pointed discontentedly at her ear. "Say it again?"

"Nothing... Nothing!" Because hauno hurriedly waved her hands and looked at the Su, she said, "I'm sorry, miss Goshawk. This is not my has the final say. My people who help grow cocoa, they also want to live and eat, and also to bear the loss of the sleepwalking siege. Therefore, the price rise, at least four layers

"We can divide up some people to help you expand your planting, but I firmly don't agree with you to send dangerous signals to the market at will!" Miranda picked up her price parchment and said coldly, "I can't see any signs of panic at this time."

Because Hanio hit ha ha, what else do you want to say.

But Miranda was impatient. The old man had been quarreling with her for nearly three hours. He had to adjust the price to four or more levels which was totally unreasonable. This not only made her hard to talk, but also greatly increased the cost of time.

She put her hand on inhanio's shoulder.

"I said, if the price goes up two levels, we'll find someone to help you grow it. Do you accept this condition? If not, I can find someone to develop other refreshing potions."

"This..." because of Hanio's keen observation, the girl's wand handle on her waist suddenly turned to tears and said, "you have said that. What else can I do? Adbei goshak has really given birth to a good granddaughter. He doesn't even blink at the price."

"Hum... It doesn't depend on how ridiculous the conditions you offer."

Miranda took his hand off inhanio's shoulder, rolled up the parchment and put it in his arms. "That's settled. I'll send someone from the airport tomorrow."

After that, he turned and walked out of the warehouse.

The middle-aged native who stood guard outside the warehouse gave inhanio a wink. Because of Hanio's surprise, he immediately came forward and held Miranda: "wait... Wait a minute!"

Miranda looked at him with a frown. "What's the matter? I don't think you're going to go back, inhanio

"Of course not."

because of Hanio's wrinkled face, he said with a smile, "would you like to take a look at our other stocks, as well as the refreshing herbs better than green cocoa?"

"This...!" Miranda's eyes widened. "Is there really something like that?"

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on the sand outside the warehouse, Hoffa covered his lungs and gasped like a cow.

Finally, he found the damn warehouse. He thought, when he found Miranda, he must ask her why it took so long to count a material.

But just as he was about to approach the warehouse, a native man stopped him outside. He covered Hoffa's lips and tried to drag him back to the ceremony.

"Get out of here!"

Hoffa opened his hand and was about to walk into the warehouse.

The aboriginal man did not give up and still reached for Hoffa's collar. But Hoffa's 300 times static speed made him slow as a snail.

In the cave, there are many woven baskets piled up everywhere, with huge masks. He didn't find Miranda, but he heard a faint conversation coming from deep in the cave.

"... the root of vitality is still ten years old. It's the necessary material for refining endurance medicine, double speed pill, health medicine and so on. Look, how about it!"

"Inhanio, don't tease me," said the unhappy female voice from the cave. "This is a herbal medicine used to improve our physical strength. What's its use for us? We don't need to improve our physical strength now. We just need to improve our spirit and avoid sleeping."

"Oh, don't go!" The old man said: "come on, look at this, Rambo leaf. As long as you have one piece, you can laugh all day. How about this kind of thing, you can use one piece without sleeping."

Miranda's voice sounded a little irritated: "yes, you really don't need to sleep when you use this thing, but you can't do anything else. Besides, Rambo leaf has side effects on human body. Excessive use of Rambo leaf will cause muscle twitch to death. Don't think I don't know."

"Yes..." the old man said, "don't go, there are still..."The sound of their conversation gradually amplified in Hoffer's heart, and he became excited. I found this guy. She's still working. I didn't expect Miranda to be such a workaholic.

Just as he was about to follow his voice, a group of aborigines took the lead in following his voice and appeared at the corner. It turned out that the static effect had passed, and they caught up.

Oh...

Hoffa is desperate, and grindevo has not knocked himself down. Is he going to capsize in the hands of Peruvian aborigines?

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deep in the warehouse, the old chief inhanio excitedly introduced Miranda with one drug after another that didn't have many eggs. Miranda's patience was worn away a little bit, and some restlessness was brewing in her heart.

At this time, a faint aroma penetrated his nostrils.

"Well?"

Miranda sniffed: "what's the smell?"

"Taste?" He sniffed, "what's the taste?"

Miranda followed the taste and came to a large woven basket at the corner. In the basket, there were some round things like fruit shells, and some were scattered on the ground.

She picked up a shell, sniffed it at the tip of her nose, squinted and asked the old chief, "Hey, inhanio, it's winter. It's still early for the bull's estrus season. Why don't you take out the sun peach?"

As soon as the old chief saw Miranda holding the shell in his hand, he turned pale and said with a smile, "who used it? I'm useless. I just scattered it."

Miranda narrowed her eyes, threw away the shell, picked up her arm, and said dangerously, "old man, are you hiding something?"

"I... I, I can't hide anything," the old chief said with some hesitation. "Haven't I been accompanying you around the warehouse all the time?"

Miranda frowned suspiciously and stared into inhanio's eyes, trying to see something from the old man's wrinkled face. Because Hanio is just chatting and laughing, it seems that the honest can't be honest any more.

All of a sudden.

Click.

There was a slight scuffle and drag behind him, as if someone had been dragged away from the ground.

As soon as Miranda's face changed, she immediately drew out her wand and walked in the direction of the voice without hesitation.

The old chief also changed his face. He quickly took the staff and stopped in front of Miranda: "no, no, you can't leave here."

"Why can't I get out of here!"

Miranda looked at the old chief with an iron face, and her momentum was rising. She had been surprised before. Now think about it, this old thing is pulling her around in the cave, endless bickering, how to think is not right.

"I..." the old chief gritted his teeth, "it's our harvest ceremony outside. Women are not allowed to participate!"

"Aha?"

Miranda's eyes suddenly widened. She grabbed inhanio's collar and pressed him heavily on the wall with her elbow. Then she took out a magic wand from her pocket and put it under inhanio's neck. She asked sharply, "you old bastard, dare to play with me! Say, what are you up to

The surging and dark magic energy makes Miranda's face distorted, blurred and terrible.

The old chief was terrified. He screamed, "you can't go out. I... i... I see a white light on your friend!"

"And then?"

Miranda is rattling her teeth.

Inhanio: "in the myth of our tribe, before the end of the day, there will be a hero who will give everything to mortals and lead us into a new era. But the premise is that we should also sacrifice everything to him!"

"And then what?" Miranda growled and pressed her arm harder, squeezing the old chief's wrinkled face out of shape.

Inhanio put out his tongue and said in a hoarse voice:

"I... i... think you... That friend is the hero. As the myth says, we... We have to offer everything to him in order to... To be free from this terrible end of life!"

Miranda thought it was magic. She tilted her head in disbelief and said, "what the hell are you going to offer to Hoffa?"

"Without... Without death... There would be no... New life... Food, wine, women, all that we have... The best, all... All... All... Have to be dedicated to him"

the old chief said with great difficulty.

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Hoffa felt that he had probably crossed again.

Back to the wild age of 10000 years.

After the Peruvian aborigines caught him, they involuntarily covered his mouth and put him back on the chief's chair.Drumming, drumming!

Dong Dong!

Mixed with the barbaric shouts, four strong men in gorgeous feather coats and full of oil came out. They silently raised their chairs, lifted Hoffa, and entered a secret passage. The passage is small and dark in the mountains.

Along the way, there are countless fires, thorns and primitive trees.

Every tree, climbing a wizard or witch, their eyes green, constantly sprinkle unknown herbs or liquor.

Dong Dong!

Dong Dong!

With a deafening drumbeat. Through the cracks in the mountains and the jungle, four aboriginal warriors carried Hoffa to a towering pyramid. Along the way, countless aborigines beat gongs and drums, shouting all kinds of demons, under the influence of music and dance. Some of them knelt down, some offered food, and some even cut their tongues in front of the chief's chair, dripping their blood on the ground.

Hoffa was terrified by all kinds of incomprehensible behaviors.

Seeing the towering pyramid, he struggled to leave, but a lot of hallucinogens had blurred his consciousness. Let him see everything with multiple images.

Four or five strong warriors had sex with each other and carried him up the pyramid.

On the gold tower, a young girl with a veil is dancing. She wore the crown of a feather snake, her hair was shaved, and her whole body was covered with cream, butter and tulip root powder. I don't know who Hoffa is, and I've never seen him.

But at this time, the drugs in his blood began to work, his instinct began to rise gradually, and the dancing posture of the Peruvian girl became graceful and attractive.

Dong Dong!

Dong Dong!

The sound of drums made him secrete a lot of adrenaline.

What's more, Hoffa's blurred vision gradually became clear in the sound of drums.

The dancing girl's hair turned from black to silver like a waterfall, her brown skin turned to white like milk, her black pupils turned to blue like sea and sky. His face became what Hoffa knew best.

Hoffa murmured, "ah... Agraia

"Miss me?"

The dancing figure said with a mouth, slowly came to him.

Hoffa struggled to sit up straight.

Then she went up to Hoffa's throne and put her arm around his neck.

Four strong warriors carrying Hoffa pulled out daggers from their waist and stabbed them at their necks without hesitation.

When the old chief finished, Miranda felt cold hands and feet.

Her eyes moved to the side of the woven basket was opened, saw that was used for bull aphrodisiac herbs, a time of impatience.

"I'll kill you! You old madman

She raised her hand and launched five smashing spells, one with one finger.

Because of his quick reaction, he immediately raised his staff and put up a shield for himself. However, the five magic spells were so powerful that the shield was smashed, and he was blown out. He collapsed more than ten rows of baskets and hit the wall of the cave, which made him spit out a handful of blood.

The old man was tough. He opened his mouth and died like a mother. He cried out: "goshak!! If you dare to stop our ceremony!! I swear, from now on, I will not offer you a green cocoa

"There is no future!"

Miranda roared like a lioness. She clenched her fingers, and the rocks collapsed, burying inhanio in the rocks.

Then, without looking at the life or death of inhanio, she shook her hand and walked out of the cave.

As soon as she went out, she saw the burning fire in the distance, and the moon in the sky, which was misted by smoke. She turned around, and the phantom disappeared in the original place.

When she reappeared, she saw a large group of Aboriginal witches kneeling on the ground, Hoffa sitting on the throne at the top of the pyramid, and four people around him who were going to sacrifice themselves.

"Folly

Her face was cold, and she held the magic wand. It was a mantra: "faint to the ground!"

A red magic spell erupted from her wand and turned into four in flight, hitting four Peruvian native warriors beside Hoffa.

Before the four warriors' sharp swords touched their necks, they were hit by the red coma curse. As soon as their bodies softened, they rolled down the stairs on the top of the pyramid.

Miranda shakes again and the phantom disappears.

When she reappeared, she grabbed the girl who was absorbed on Hoffa like an octopus, raised her hand and threw her out, just like a sack.

Under the girl, the hateful guy was sprawling on the chair, his face flushed, his mouth drooling, his eyes empty and his face giggling. It looks quite pleasant.Miranda, biting her lower lip, grabbing her hair and stamping her feet, was angry and helpless. She could not help but lift him up from the chair with one hand, and Hoffa hung on her body naturally, paralyzed like mud.

The group of witches kneeling and beating drums were not happy. Seeing that the sacred sacrificial ceremony was stopped, they stood up like crazy and took out their weapons one after another.

"Why aren't you so decisive in the face of sleepwalkers?"

Miranda pointed to the man under the pyramid and said a lot.

Then, without waiting for them to react, she turned around again and left the high altar.