Chapter 209: The importance of building a good relationship with the protagonist
Translator: 549690339
āIs anyone there?ā
āIs there anyone! Quickly let me out!ā
āIām warning you treasure thieves, Iām a baron, a noble! Do you know the consequences of capturing a noble??
āIt wonāt be long before tomorrow! When my family finds out that Iām missing, the city guards will find me here. Youāre all finished!
In the underground secret base of the Treasure Thief Gang, in a cold and damp prison cell.
A young man grabbed the iron bars and shouted at the empty cell corridor outside.
However, although the young manās tone was very arrogant, it was obvious that his clothes were not simple. They were all flashy and expensive high-grade goods.
However, the young manās face did not match the image he wanted to express at the moment. His face was swollen and bruised. It was obvious that he had been beaten up before he came in.
He seemed to be tired of shouting, or perhaps he realized that after others locked him in, he left directly. He didnāt even bother to guard him.
After all, this was the core territory of the Treasure Thief Gang. Could it be that someone could slip away under their noses?
āBastard!ā The young man vented his anger and smashed the iron bars of the cell with his fist.
Then, in the next secondā¦
āIt hurts! Aiyo! It hurts!ā
He rubbed his swollen joints as if he was about to cry. After experiencing the cruelty of reality, the young man sat down on the cold concrete floor of the cell in frustration.
But at this momentā¦
Ta Ta Taā¦
After the young man was tired of shouting, he returned to the quiet cell corridor. However, there was suddenly a series of footsteps.
Someone was coming!
The young manās eyes immediately lit up. Then, he quickly patted his butt and jumped up from the ground. The most amazing thing was that at this time, he did not forget to tidy up his clothes and tie.
āHey, hey, buddy! Listen to me!ā
āI know someone must have hired you to kidnap me. Why donāt you help me pass a message to your boss? Tell him that Iāll pay double the amount that that person is paying. ā
The young man shouted anxiously at the burly man who had just walked in through the iron bars of the cell.
The burly man was carrying a sack on his shoulder. From the bulging of the sack, it was obvious that there was an unlucky person who had been caught like him inside.
āBrother, how about three times! Three times should be enough! Then, Iāll give you an extra 10% as a tip for passing on the message. How about it?ā
āHey! Donāt go, donāt go! My family is a merchant, some are money, four times!
Five times is fine too!ā
The young man shouted excitedly for half a day, but unfortunately, the burly man from the Treasure Thief Group ignored him.
He only threw the sack with the person on his shoulder into an empty cell opposite the young man. After locking it again, he quickly left.
āDamn it! This bunch of miscellaneous cultivators who gave birth to a child without an asshole!ā
The young man cursed angrily and then took out the iron bars of the cell to vent again.
Oh, this time, he didnāt use his fists to teach her a lesson. Instead, he kicked her with his shoes.
Sizzle!
The sound of cloth being torn echoed in the young manās ears.
No way!
The young man subconsciously looked down at his crotch.
It didnāt open.
The young man heaved a sigh of relief.
However, very quickly.
No! Even if he had gained some weight recently, it shouldnāt be to the extent that it would crack open with a slight kick, right? Then where did that voice come from?? Could it be that he was hearing things? It was as if he wanted to answer the young manās question.
Sizzleā¦
Sizzle! Sizzle!
After the first sound, a series of dense tearing sounds began to ring out.
This really scared the young man so much that he trembled.
He was like a frightened white mouse. He immediately left the iron fence where he was originally standing and took a few steps back.
The iron bars that the young man wanted to tear down just now suddenly became so familiar in his eyes.
That was becauseā¦
The young man looked in the direction of the tearing sound with a terrified expression.
That isā¦
In the cell opposite him.
Under the dim light of the underground base, the young man could only vaguely see that in the opposite cell, the cloth bag that the burly man from the stolen treasure group had thrown into was constantly squirming violently.
Suddenlyā¦
Sizzle!
A palm was the first to reach out from the sack.
Plop!
It was like a mummy breaking out of a coffin. It almost sent the young man away and made him sit on the ground.
Then his arm, arm, and shoulder.
As the young manās little heart pounded, the unlucky fellow who was locked in the sack opposite him finally came out in one piece. Black hair, male, dressed like a street gangster.
Then, his faceā¦
woc!?
There was actually someone in this world who was equally as good-looking as him?
He quickly glanced at his fellow prisoner, the black-haired man who came out of the sack, and the baronās fear immediately disappeared.
After all, how could someone who looked as healthy as him be a bad person?
Wellā¦
Even though the way the other party came out of the sack was a little violent. But then again, were the gunny sacks used by the Treasure Thieves Guild to
store people so weak now?
The young man curiously went to tear the sack that contained him. In the end, the young manās face was almost red, but the sack did not move at all. It was ridiculously strong.
Damn it!
Could it be that because of his high status, the gunny sacks he was given were also of the highest quality? This was not the special treatment he wanted!
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