Chapter 187 Ink Sea Mercenary Group

The bald demon looked down at his palm, about to hurl insults at his ancestor, when suddenly his mouth got stuck.

He knew and had seen some unscrupulous demons use demon bones to make magical artifacts, but using such a simple little finger bone as a hidden weapon seemed rather unrefined.

It's not even a palm, not a complete finger bone, just a segment of the little finger.

What good is this piece of junk?

Oh, it still works. Didn't he just get hit?

Su Yu glanced up at the red mark on the bald man's forehead and said boldly and fearlessly, "It's ours."

Feng Huaijin chimed in, "The elder is rather lively. I don't know why he came this way. It must have been an accidental injury."

Then Su Yu took out a stack of high-grade self-made talismans and a bag of magic stones, and said politely, "Consider these as an apology and reward. Please do us a favor and help us find out the reason."

The path they had just walked seemed to have exhausted the little bit of demonic energy they had channeled into their finger bones. Now, not only were the finger bones no longer moving, but Su Yu's perception of their existence was also as fragile as paper.

The bald demon's hand trembled slightly.

First, I was infuriated by these two devils who were talking to themselves as if they were putting on a charade.

Second, he must admit that he was tempted by the reward.

Not taking the money would violate professional ethics and make you a bad mercenary!

Look, his companions are already seated.

His gaze drifted to the golden-eyed demon sitting to his left.

Receiving the look, the Golden-Eyed Demon stood up and silently reached out to take the bag of magic stones. Without using her demonic energy to examine it, she simply weighed it in her hand and then made a gesture to the Bald Demon with her golden eyes shining brightly.

It's fat, hurry up!

So the bald man forced back his fierce and menacing expression, replacing it with a smooth, obsequious smile befitting a client, and donning a veneer of politeness.

"No problem, everything is negotiable. Please have a seat, and we'll discuss this in detail."

The two demons who were originally sitting at the same table as the bald demon got up and sat at another table to make room for him. The golden-eyed demon even took out a shielding array plate with great skill to ensure the privacy of the transaction.

The bald demon placed the finger bone in his hand on the table and introduced himself: "My name is Yuan Wu, and I am the leader of the Mo Hai Mercenary Group. The price you two offered is high. As long as the conditions are within our strength, just ask for more."

"But let me make this clear first, your senior's finger bone hit my forehead out of nowhere, and I don't know why either."

Su Yu's eyes flickered slightly. He remembered Ying Lang, the love guardian who had inexplicably contributed to the upgrade system, and was from the Mo Hai Mercenary Group.

But we'll talk about that later; right now, the important thing is the finger bones.

"We need to try again."

Su Yu didn't touch the finger bone, but instead infused it with some more demonic energy, bringing it back to "life".

The finger bones suddenly stood upright and circled around as if observing the environment.

Feng Huaijin silently pulled Su Yu's body back.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, the finger bone aimed directly at Yuanwu's head with clear intent and fierce momentum.

"Hey! Why are you hitting me again! I have nothing to do with you guys!" Yuan Wu hurriedly used his demonic energy to protect his bald head, looking disheveled and resentful at being targeted for no reason.

The finger bone circled the bald head menacingly, then surprisingly mobilized the demonic energy inputted by Su Yu, and launched a powerful attack.

"Thump—!"

Yuan Wu, looking dazed, slid off his seat, clutching his head, and silently held it in his hands.

Good riddance to that old devil.

Is this the strength a normal demon bone should have?

Members of other nearby Ink Sea mercenary groups showed some wariness.

The fact that the finger bone, which used the client's demonic energy, could break through the leader's demonic energy barrier proves that the client is very powerful.

When facing an opponent stronger than oneself, vigilance is warranted.

But seeing their leader make a fool of himself, the demons couldn't help but burst into laughter. They wanted to laugh but also wanted to remain serious and vigilant, their faces almost contorted with rage.

Su Yu hadn't expected the finger bone to be so persistent with Yuan Wu's head, as if it wanted to drill into it. He turned his face slightly to face Twelve, pretending not to see the other's disheveled state.

Yuan Wu took a deep breath, sat back down, and glared at the few little brats who couldn't hold back their laughter.

Once he was settled, and his finger bones had exhausted their demonic energy from the previous attack, both sides tacitly skipped the scene of Mo Hai being hit on the head and moved directly to the next step of their conversation.

Su Yu asked, "Commander Yuanwu, is there something in your sea of ​​consciousness?"

Yuan Wu: "I have my natal magic weapon and a special transport item. I can show you the magic weapon, but the transport item is for another customer and I can't give it to you, not even for more money."

This is a matter of their mercenary group's credibility.

Su Yu calmly replied, "Then we can't reach an agreement."

Yuan Wu nodded solemnly and then tried to see the guest out.

Then the next instant.

The dignified leader of the Mo Hai Mercenary Group was kidnapped by two bandit clients.

"No way, are you guys out of your minds?! Even if a deal falls through, we can still be friendly! You all look like pretty boys, how come you act like scoundrels! Let me tell you, what Mo Hai values ​​most is our reputation, and we will absolutely never leak customer information!!"

"Put me down! Ahhh!"

Yuan Wu was grabbed by the back of his collar by Feng Huaijin, and unable to resist the oppressive aura, his body swaying freely in the air.

Su Yu glanced at the members of the Mo Hai Mercenary Group who were still chasing behind him, sighed inwardly, and used a shape-changing talisman to disguise himself and the three demons and one demon, before descending and blending into the demon horde.

Feng Huaijin then silenced Yuan Wu by pressing his acupoint, causing him to fall into the demon horde on another street, where he eventually reunited with Su Yu outside the city.

Yuanwu's eyes already revealed a deep sense of despair.

Feng Huaijin bluntly said, "You can't beat us, so hand over the stuff."

Su Yu added, "This is considered us threatening you, not you betraying us willingly, so don't feel guilty."

Su Yu: "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Yuan Wu's gaze suddenly turned to grief and indignation.

Feng Huaijin silently stepped forward and released the pressure point that had been sealed to silence him: "Now you can speak."

Su Yu: Oh, it's twelve. Then it's alright.

As soon as Yuanwu regained his freedom, he started cursing: "Damn it, don't you two know the rules? Just because you're strong doesn't mean you can steal things from demons! I despise cowards who bully the weak the most!"

He reflected on himself for a moment.

Human morality is loading...

Then Feng Huaijin's voice rang out: "What nonsense are you talking about? Isn't it an old tradition of our demon race to seize resources, partners, and territory by our own abilities?"

Yuan Wu choked up instantly.

Yes, if those two weren't stronger than him, he would have actually considered robbing them too when he saw the generous reward.

Which company wouldn't want to snatch up such a fat sheep?

Everyone dreams of getting rich overnight.

Yuanwu was heartbroken and shut his mouth.

Using mental contempt to buy time doesn't seem to work very well.

Seeing this, Su Yu gave up reflecting on her actions.

The human morality mode, which had just been partially switched to, has stopped. Now, Su Yu is in the demon morality mode.

One of the demon race's moral principles is that no matter how something is obtained, as long as you get your hands on it, that's considered a skill.

After half a day, the Mo Hai Mercenary Group still hadn't caught up, so Yuan Wu had no choice but to reluctantly take out the special transport item.

There were two palm-sized black boxes, and the contents were inside.