Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 222 Chapter 222 Beautiful Room

Before today, it seemed that no lunatic dared to ask a country's special envoy on a diplomatic occasion to say that he didn't like others being late.

However, a few special envoys from the Yangmu Kingdom really nodded their heads subconsciously after being crushed and beaten by technology.

When they were as unsophisticated as country bumpkins and walked to their rooms led by waiters who seemed more like nobles than them, they were completely overwhelmed by the impact of modernization.

"This thing is called a lamp! You just turn on the switch and the whole room lights up! Yes, you can try it." It seems that the waiter has not taught a hotel guest to use a lamp for a long time, because many people who come to the cloth The people in Nas are already familiar with the road.

In this place that doesn't seem to belong to the whole world, everyone has become accustomed to the light.No one will remember how they spent the night suffocating under the gas lamp.

The light here comes too easily, as if the God of Light lives here.When the third elf went to experiment with the switch, they finally realized from the disdainful eyes of the waiter that they were doing something very stupid.

"Uh... yes, I'm sorry... I'm really sorry." Somewhat timidly, Fittral apologized to the waiter.

For the first time, it was really the first time that he maintained such a humble attitude towards a servant.Of course it wasn't because he was well-bred, but because he showed his timidity first...

In his eyes, this well-informed waiter is much more powerful than his chattering cronies.

For example, now, after politely saying that he doesn't care, he introduced to them the specific usage of the ceiling fan above his head.

This thing is definitely a rare item, there is no other place at all.When it turned, several elves who came from afar were dumbfounded.

They had never seen such an advanced thing, and they even doubted whether this thing would fall down and turn into a terrible murder weapon.

"If you have anything to do, you can press this switch to call us. If there is nothing to do, I will leave." The waiter bowed slightly, respectful, and his performance was extremely satisfying.

After the door was closed, all the elves relaxed. They really didn't know that a hotel could be so luxurious.

The sofas here looked much more advanced than the sofas in other places outside. In the corridor, the aristocratic passengers they saw were the most decent people they had ever seen.

The king's treatment is nothing more than that, they thought excitedly, and then of course discussed tomorrow's countermeasures inside.

"As much as possible, compress the repayment of gold coins to... less than 20?" The deputy envoy suggested with a little confidence.

"20 gold coins? Are you kidding me? If we can compress it to less than 30 gold coins, we've taken advantage of it." Fitlar looked depressed.

If the other party is really on this level as a whole, then their previous judgments seem to be wrong.

The other party is not someone who cares about the 10 gold coins. The other party is probably planning to use the 10 gold coins as an excuse to expand the war to gain more benefits.

Obviously, if the other party really has such strength, then the other party's appetite will certainly not be small.With a body like a blue whale, how can it be possible to eat a roast chicken for a meal?
"Do you think...the other party will open his mouth like a lion?" The deputy envoy's expression became ugly, and he looked at the other party and asked.

"What do you think? If you were them, would you just want us to return the 10 gold coins?" Fitlar asked back with the same ugly face.

"No matter what, we can't back down in other areas!" Some worried that Datang Group would make some excessive demands, the deputy envoy immediately objected.

"Of course, we must persevere, but... the question now is, how much can we back down?" Fitlar looked at his deputy and said.

"This... 25 gold coins, I think... is the biggest concession we can make." The deputy envoy thought for a while, and finally gave a figure he thought was reasonable.

After all, if the number is larger, it will represent the stupidity of the Augustine family in the choice of defaulting on the payment.

It is still necessary to give Lord Marquis a little face.Thinking of this, Fitlar, who originally wanted to say 500,000, finally compromised: "Then let's talk about 30! Let's see if the other party can accept such compensation."

In fact, he was still very guilty, because he was deeply aware of what the [-] gold coins a year ago meant to the Datang Group.

If they had 10 gold coins a year ago, the Bunas in front of them might have been built better.For a rapidly rising power like the Datang Group, time is the real precious thing.

Across a wall, Harry turned his profile away from the tube-shaped receiver, and disdain was written all over his face: "Continue to monitor."

After he finished speaking, a man took his place, listening and preparing to record what he heard.

Even in Bunas, there are not many rooms with electric fans and lights. This private room is specially reserved for the "target" to live in.

This place has been specially designed, and there are pipelines left in the walls and floors for the purpose of sound transmission, so that the surveillance personnel in the next room can obtain information.

The whole room is specially designed, using the principle of acoustics, quite ingenious and practical.And the people living in the room never imagined that there was a group of people next door watching their every move.

"They don't have any imagination at all. They think that 30 gold coins can send us away... What are you kidding... Where are the beggars?" Harry said to the tall man beside him as he walked out.

This man is the bartender in the Silver Fox Tavern. He is still called a bartender now, but he is no longer behind the bar in the tavern. He is now in charge of a behemoth called the Silver Fox Company.

"Now that I know their bottom line, I'll play with them tomorrow." Harry had a cruel smile on his face, like a tiger facing a lamb to be slaughtered.

"If they go out at night, I will let people follow them, and let them see the power of the silver fox." The bartender followed behind Harry and said with a smile.

His voice was deep and matched his stature.Wearing a neat suit on him gave him an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"That's fine, anyway, let them run wild." Harry nodded, "Don't give it away! I'm a junior."

"It's right to see him off, this is my place after all." The bartender still sent Harry to the door and watched him get into the car before turning around and leaving.

When he returned to the hotel lobby, he looked at the followers around him: "If they want, let them go to the casino to have a look...you can borrow as much as you want, it doesn't matter."

"Understood." The subordinate lowered his head slightly, with a smile on his face.

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"I... saw just now that there is a brightly lit place over there..." Seeing nightfall, an elf was finally tormented by boredom and depression and couldn't sit still. He stood up and looked at himself. Companions: "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

The night here is really beautiful, neon lights can be seen everywhere, colorful lights make the whole night no longer boring, and there is an atmosphere of temptation everywhere.

Frankly speaking, everyone here has never seen such a bright night, nor have they spent such a seductive night.

"How about... go out... for a walk?" The deputy envoy was also a little moved, and he was also very curious about how beautiful the night here can be.

"You guys go. I still need to clear my mind. After all, there will be important negotiations tomorrow." The leader, Sir Fitral, waved his hand, signaling that he would not go.

He still needs to recharge his batteries for tomorrow's negotiations. After all, as a special envoy, he still has to lead by example and get the serious business done first.

Hearing what he said, the deputy envoy could only suppress the turmoil in his heart, and sat back to his seat honestly: "Forget it, you go! See what's going on. When the negotiation is over, I and Ser Fitrall go and see together."

"Yes! We know!" Several guards and attendants immediately became excited, and then walked out of the room, leaving only two unlucky ones in the room to protect the safety of the two envoys.

Soon, the members of the elf mission who wandered aimlessly on the streets made new friends, and then they went to the casino together.

And then... They found that the projects here were completely different from other places, and it was simply too much fun.

Here they took out gold coins to exchange for chips, and then bet wildly.Fortunately, they won 7 times in a row, and the gold coins in their pockets more than doubled!
The excited elves continued to chase after the victory, and in less than an hour, they lost all their gold watches, necklaces and rings.

Then they borrowed 200 gold coins by mistake, and then the money evaporated on the table of the casino.

When these people came to their senses, they each owed about 70 gold coins on average... This is not a small amount of money.

The casino was also very polite and let them go back after confirming their identities as members of the mission.However, these elves were very anxious when they left, because they knew that their debts would soon be known by the two special envoys...

After all, other casinos also want to make money, and the security guards in these casinos are really familiar with things like door-to-door debt collection...

(End of this chapter)