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Neither Leona nor the middle-aged man thought that the serious and serious Rex in front of them was just a few minutes ago, a beast in clothes, a person who indulged in desire and tasted the essence.

This incident proves that appearance really does matter.

"Your Majesty Rex, I'm sorry to bother you again. Let me introduce you to someone. This is Bob, the vice president of our Falcon Club." Leona didn't come in because she made them wait for half an hour. Although there was a little anxiety in their hearts, when they thought of the bottle of magic potion that Maxim had given them to test, including the middle-aged man, they no longer had any thoughts of impatience.

Bob smiled and said to Rex, "Hello, Mr. Rex."

Rex nodded flatly, without giving an overly enthusiastic response.

There was no surprise on Bob's face. He seemed to have known about Rex's character from Leona, and he went straight to the point, "The main reason for coming here is for the magic potion. We have tested it. The effect of the magic potion given by you is It is indeed better than the ones sold on the market, at least half times higher, I wonder how many magic potions with this effect you can come up with?" After saying this, a hint of eagerness appeared on his face.

This value is the same as in the Maxim experiment.

"Let's talk about how much sincerity you can show first." Rex was expressionless, and his voice and tone did not fluctuate, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

As the deputy head, Bob is also the think tank of the Falcon Club. He is best at reading people's hearts and capturing details, so as to grasp the opportunity to lead the development of things, but Rex's performance made him unable to capture anything. What are you thinking, this is the first time, I can't help but pay more attention to it, they must win this deal, and asked: "I don't know what you want?"

Doing what you like is a skill in the booth, especially when you have something to ask for, you should naturally lower your posture. Bob doesn't know what they want, and he can't give a clear promise like before. He believes in these When people take the initiative to find them, there must be a purpose.

"I can sell you a bottle of 3 gold coins, and only one is required, and that is to protect Rupert's safety." Rex directly gave the condition.

The price of 1 gold coins for a bottle of magic potion is higher than that on the market, but it is not several times higher. For the Falcon Club, they can only make money without losing money, because there are not many good magic potions on the market, and a bottle of 3 is right. Falcons with several large veins will just flow out from their fingertips. If there is a fixed source of magic potion, it will be more valuable to them, and Mosink's magic potion has been improved by himself and is of good quality Well, Falcon will refuse unless his brain is pinched by the door panel. As for protecting Rupert, it is just a matter of effort. Rupert will live here in the future, which is more convenient for them.

"Okay, on behalf of Falcon, I will agree to your request." Bob did not hesitate.

Sitting aside listening to their conversation, Mozink and Rupert looked dull. Mozink never thought that Maxim and Rex would value them so much. Letting his uncle live here is already the greatest protection, and he would still do that. Uncle's safety was taken as a condition, and after getting the promise from the Falcon Society, Mosink could also be sure that his uncle would never encounter any danger in the future, and he completely let go of the big stone in his heart, and he was even more grateful to Maxim and Rex.

Mosink didn't think it was his own credit. Although he refined the magic potion, without the materials they provided, he couldn't afford such a large expense.

Rupert was also very grateful to Maxim and Rex, and he was silent and firm in his heart. When he had time, he must tell his nephew to follow them well, and he must not do anything to apologize to them.

The uncle and nephew were bought off like this, and Mosink was indeed their confidant general in the future. Even if they were hunted down by forces as inviolable as mountains, he never betrayed them.

"Currently, we can temporarily provide you with 100 bottles of potions for restoring mana and stamina, and 50 bottles for restoring vigor. You can come back to pick them up after ten days. At that time, you will trade one hand and pay the other gold coins. In addition, we need you to find some materials. "Rex resisted a list, which was the list of materials that Mosink re-listed later. Many of the above were more oily, and it would be best to hand them over to Falcon to collect.

Bob and Leona agreed one by one.

In order to make them do things willingly, Rex first gave them the magic potion that Mosink had extracted some time ago. There were more than 40 bottles of miscellaneous things together, and he earned more than 100 million gold coins at once.

With so many magic potions, Bob didn't suspect that they were cheating, suppressing his excitement, Bob motioned to Leona, who took out one at random, "This is the token of our Falcon Society. If you need anything, just show it at a store under the name of the Falcon Club, they will help, and the materials can also be discounted."

Rex took it and put it away.

Bob and Leona tactfully got up and left.

Rex gave the gold card that Falcon would give to Mozink, "Take it, this is yours."

Mosink took it in a daze before he realized it, and quickly handed it back, "This is not good, Your Excellency Rex, I just refined the magic potion, but you have helped us more, I cannot accept this gold card."

"I won't treat my subordinates badly. I don't want to hear unnecessary words." Rex didn't like to argue with others, and his tone was a little more impatient.

Mosink stood there with an embarrassed face. He really felt that he couldn't accept it, but he was afraid of making Rex angry.

"Just accept it if he asks you to accept it." Maxim appeared at the stairs, with his body half lying on the railing, and he came down after the members of the Falcon Society left.

Mozink saw a smile on his face, and he was more willing to deal with Maxim.

The maxim explained: "Next we will cooperate with the Falcon Society, and the gold coins you get from the remaining magic potions will not be distributed to you. As a member of the Totem Mercenary Corps, you can't be without a single gold coin. If there is an urgent need in the future, you can feel at ease as a subordinate, and you don’t need to call us Your Excellency in the future, just call Rex the head of the regiment, and I am the deputy head of the regiment.”

"I see. Thank you, head, and deputy head." Mosink was convinced when he heard that there would be no further division.

"No, this is what you deserve." The maxim waved his hand and went back to the pavilion without looking at Rex.

Rex stepped up immediately.

Mosink originally wanted to go up and continue to refine the magic potion. He remembered the number of bottles just listed by the leader, but seeing them go up again, he was a little worried that he would destroy them. He restrained his face, and sat downstairs with his uncle and began to recall the hardships he had suffered in these years. Both uncle and nephew felt that life is as happy as a dream, which is both real and unreal.

In the attic, Maxim heard Rex's footsteps coming up, lay on the bed and turned his face to the inside of the bed, with an attitude of not wanting to talk to him.

Rex sat on the edge of the bed, spontaneously pinching his sore waist.

Maxim wanted to knock off his hand, but he was pinched very comfortably, so he accepted it with a half-push, and groaned carelessly from behind, and it took a while to realize what was on his thigh, it was hot He quickly got up and slapped his hands off, and Rex pulled him back, let his butt sit on his body, rested his chin on his neck, and laughed lightly.

"The screaming just now was really obscene, I was so hard."

The motto is dark-faced, but dare not move around, "Tough your sister, I tell you, it's nothing more than two things, if you dare to be in heat for no reason next time, regardless of the occasion, you don't want to touch the young master again in the future."

"When did you become a master?" Rex broke his head, lowered his head and kissed his lips fiercely, his domineering tongue pried open his tightly closed teeth, and he swept away any secret corners Once again, after leaving his own breath, he sucked Maxim's evasive tongue and kissed for a full 10 minutes before stopping. Maxim lay on the bed with a miserable look of being ravaged. He felt that his tongue was so numb that he couldn't feel anything up.

Rex stared at him, feeling that desire swept through his whole body like a tide, as if there was a wild beast roaring in his body, wanting to break free from the cage, and he, who had always had no self-control in this regard, followed his heart and rushed forward.

The clothes that Maxim put on were torn into pieces by Rex, and his body was invaded without any gaps. There was a thin moan from his mouth, and there was no one downstairs.

Mosink and his uncle had just left the house. They wanted to familiarize themselves with the terrain. They had never been here before. In order to make their uncle live more comfortably in the future, they both thought that maybe they could go to the nearby area and enter the door. Get to know your neighbors better.

With Rex's hearing ability, he already knew the fact that the two left, but he didn't tell Maxim that even to appreciate his forbearance and impatience, seeing him crying because of desire would make him harder , want to tear him apart even more, let him leave his breath and traces from the inside out, if possible, he wants to imprison the people under him even more.

By the time Mosink and his uncle came back through the door, it was already dark, and the "violence" upstairs finally stopped. Rex came down from the top holding the motto that he made dizzy, and the motto was wrapped tightly in the sheet. Seriously, Nephew Mosink felt that the behavior of the two was weird, but he didn't think deeply about it.

The house has three bedrooms, and the furniture inside is complete. Rex directly opened one of them, and closed it after entering.

The Mosink branches looked at each other, they were also tired, they said good night to each other and went back to their rooms to sleep, Mosink returned upstairs and found that the pavilion was filled with a strange smell, this smell was never intimate with his two hands From what he knew in the past, he thought it was the smell of some kind of medicinal herb.