Another World Sandbox Gamer

"Are they all here?"

"Yes, Lord!" Gert replied respectfully.

"Very good!" Ren nodded with satisfaction, looking at the representatives of the various families in the hall from the throne of the city lord, "Although everyone knows who I am, let me introduce myself! I used to be a member of Herman, and then I came to the forest of monsters. , became the current lord of monsters! I think you all know what happened in the middle. I don't like fighting, and I don't like to cause trouble, but when things come to the door, I won't sit still! Back to the topic, before Something happened, and I had these guests in my hands. In fact, they didn't have much conflict of interest with me, and they didn't have a deep hatred, so I decided to give it a chance. In fact, these guests have given a maximum of With a suitable ransom price, as long as you pay the ransom, you can take people away, and the previous things will be written off! Of course, there will be no such good things next time!"

The family representative who was called over actually didn't know what to do at first, and was quite surprised to see the captured family.

When they heard that they could pay the ransom to bring people back, they all showed surprise expressions, wondering if they were dreaming.

However, there are also sober people who quickly realized that there should be no such good things, and also asked: "Lord Lord, how much ransom do we need to pay to take people away?"

"Don't worry, the price is reasonable!" Ren snapped his fingers, and the Frost Deer, who transformed into a human, took a stack of lists and sent them to everyone.

Everyone opened the list, and the smiles on their faces instantly solidified.

It's really not that simple!

"30,000 gold coins? Even if you want me to take out a third of my assets, why not grab it!" One of them didn't hold back and shouted angrily at Ren, "3,000 gold coins can still be considered, this price is impossible! "

Ren's eyes fell on the person who was shouting, and he smiled and asked Gert standing below: "Which representative is he?"

"Lord Lord, this is the current head of the Singer family!" Gert replied respectfully, "Janas Singer's father."

"Janas Singh?" Ren turned to look at the captive area.

The nobleman named Janus Singh once led his troops to rescue Oswald on the night the Armadillo Organization captured the city. He was a relatively young Hump City noble official.

Janus Singer recalled Malcolm's fate, and was quite frightened. He hurriedly shouted over there: "Father! Give him the ransom! You can make more money if you run out of money. If you don't give the ransom, I will die miserably!"

"Don't say that!" Ren smiled and shook his head, "I'm not a villain. If I don't give the ransom, at most the transaction will not be established, and there will be no second chance!"

Isn't that the same? Janus shouted wildly in his heart, if you don't redeem me this time, there will be no chance to leave again. At that time, life and death will not be a matter of your words?

Thinking of this, I felt even more frightened, and hurriedly shouted again: "Father! There is only one chance to be redeemed, and it is not to take out all the assets. Is money more important or my life more important?"

Old Singer gritted his teeth, only he knew how difficult it was to earn 30,000 gold coins, which was equivalent to more than ten years of hard work!

However, from his son's fearful expression, he could see that if he did not pay the ransom, the consequences would be unimaginable.

In the end choose ten years of savings, or immediately redeem the son? Or try to find a way to cut the ransom price down?

When Old Singer was struggling, a noble representative next to him threw the list with the ransom price on the ground and said coldly, "Ridiculous! It costs 20,000 gold coins to open the mouth, and this price is unacceptable!"

"Who is this?" Ren looked at Gert.

"Lord Lord, this is the acting patriarch of the Mara family, the father of Carol Mara!" Gert replied immediately.

"Carol Mara?" Ren turned to the captive area, "What do you say?"

Carol Mara didn't speak, obviously not qualified to speak in front of her father.

Ren turned to old Mara: "So you clearly refused?"

"That's right! No matter who you are, you can't take a copper coin from me! The Mara family will never compromise in this way!"

"Carol, what do you say?" Ren looked at the captive again.

Carol looked at his father and opened his mouth, but still did not make any sound, and finally lowered his head.

"Ok! I understand." Ren snapped his fingers, "The Mara family gave up the opportunity to redeem Carol, and immediately removed him from the list! Move Carol to the back, and decide on the disposal plan after returning to the city!"

The male snow glutton immediately stepped forward, grabbed Carroll, and dragged him away from the captive area.

Old Mara frowned and shouted, "Stop for me!"

Although he knew the disparity in strength, he found that the other party really did not give any chance, and he was anxious when he saw his son being taken away.

"Go away!" As soon as he approached, he was kicked and flew by the snowfield glutton, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

The other representatives broke into a cold sweat when they saw this scene. In fact, they understood Old Mara. The nobles present all started out in business and had the habit of being businessmen. It was just that Old Mara forgot the occasion for a while, and at the same time underestimated the other party, thinking that The Lord of Warcraft can negotiate with him for gold coins.

Unexpectedly, Ren was not a businessman at all, nor did he come to negotiate.

Seeing the silence on the scene, all the noble representatives held their breaths and dared not even let out the air, Ren said slowly: "Everyone, I am here not to talk business with you, but to give you a chance to redeem your family. It's fleeting, don't take my kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs! You only have two choices, either pay the ransom to take your family away, or give up the opportunity, keep your gold coins, and take them back to the City of Warcraft. How to deal with it depends on my mood. You can stand up directly, as long as you give up the opportunity, you can leave from the main gate."

Old Mara was seriously injured and vomited blood by the snow field glutton. He finally knew he was afraid~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He himself has a fifth-order strength. How strong is it to do this? Seeing that he didn't use much force at all, he just kicked it casually. If he kicked with all his strength, he would be dead!

Hearing Ren's words, he endured the pain and tried to get up, and said quickly, "Wait a minute! I'll pay! Can't I pay?"

"As I said, there is only one chance!" Ren waved his hand, "The representative of the Mara family can leave, and keep the gold coins for your own healing!"

"Lord Lord!" Old Mara finally showed a panicked look, "Putong" fell to her knees, "Please forgive me, I just think the ransom is too high..."

"Please go out!" Ren waved his hand directly.

The male snow furbolg in human form immediately stepped forward, grabbed old Mara by the back collar like a kitten, and threw him directly outside the door.