Mark is an intermediary of slave transactions and is also a well-known figure in Hongsha City.

In recent years, he has earned a lot of intermediary fees by relying on the channels of contact with slave transactions.

Especially recently, he has embraced the thighs of several slave vendors and made a lot of gold coins.

This involves a big deal.

As for the law on parliament that prohibits slave trade, Mark just laughed.

On the surface, this is true, but he knew that if it weren't for the face of the parliament, some nobles would have been even more arrogant.

Except for those almost blatant nobles, many powerful figures did not know how many slaves they raised at home.

He is a civilian without a tough backstage, but it is still OK to spend some money to do intermediaries and work, and he also has a vague tendency to become rich.

"No wonder some people say that some of the nobles' fingers are enough for us to eat for the rest of our lives. They are so rich."

Whenever he counted those golden coins, Mark couldn't help but say something.

Now, at the underground club of a certain tavern, he is receiving a very noble guest.

This honor comes from his first glance.

The guest was not dressed very luxuriously, but he was very decent and had an indescribable temperament.

This temperament is very noble. He vowed that in his intermediary career in recent years, no more than three people with similar temperaments have been met.

Only those big names who are truly pampered and live in this way will give people this feeling.

Mark recalled that only a few people above the viscount level could compare with him.

The guest in front of him was wearing a delicate and artistic mask, covering half of his face.

However, based on his experience, we can also guess that the guest is very young, probably not over twenty years old.

"A boy who is less than twenty years old has this temperament. Oh my God, is he the heir of a certain count?"

"People like us are actually not convenient to show their faces."

“Low-key is a kind of knowledge for us, just like you see.”

Mark saw that the boy shook the ring in his hand. It was a dimensional ring!

Then the boy seemed to complain dissatisfiedly, "Originally, my ring was more advanced than this one, but in order to keep a low profile, I had to change a rag."

This is still rags? It’s impossible for civilians to fight for the rest of their lives! Mark complained.

"So, if I heard you leaking my news from somewhere..." The boy smiled coldly, making Mark feel cold.

He had no doubt that if he had missed his mouth, the body would appear in a ditch the next day!

These big names will not regard civilians as human beings at all.

"I was just bored today after staying at home for a long time. I came to the tavern to have some wine, bragged to my drinkers and went back to bed."

Mark lowered his head and bowed respectfully. After seeing the boy nodding with satisfaction, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But he wouldn't be careless like this. Fortunately, the transaction process in his industry is quite hidden and he is very considerate of the confidentiality of customers.

This boy is not the first customer to have such a request.

The big guys don’t know why. Sometimes they want everyone to know how good he is, but when they trade, they are a little sneaky.

"I have a group of slaves in my hand, at least three hundred slaves!"

The boy said directly, which shocked Mark. Three hundred slaves are not a small number!

If he hadn't received a big business recently, a customer wouldn't have seen such a big number.

If it was before, it was a bit difficult for him to contact the right buyer.

The parliament has tolerance for private slave transactions.

In the past, the life of financial owners who used to send a large number of slaves was no longer there. Even gold mine owners could only honestly hire civilians.

This transaction also happened to meet the requirements of that customer.

However, the customer said that he hoped that the transaction could find a stable slave trader with long-term reputation guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Mark was a little hesitant. More than 300 slaves were a big deal, and he could draw a lot of commissions from them.

That money is enough for ordinary people to spend their whole life.

If he refuses, he may offend the young nobleman, and he doesn't look good-tempered.

This is a nobleman who dares to buy hundreds of slaves and the parliament just turns a blind eye!

Sure enough, the young man snorted impatiently, "If it weren't for the promotion of my father to the Duke, I would have been a little tight."

"You think I'll condescend to such a broken place?"

"Do you want me to come here for nothing?"

The majesty in the words is unquestionable.

Mark trembled when he heard this, male...baron!

He had no doubt about the words of the young man, because the temperament he exuded was no less than that of those noble earls, and one can imagine how huge their family was.

Mark dared not neglect any more. The higher the power, the worse the patience of the civilians!

"No, no, you misunderstood, sir." Mark lowered his posture again and again.

"I'm just thinking about which client can meet your needs, you know, humble people like us generally don't have access to such a large number of people."

"Just now, I was just thinking, which buyer can have that honor."

"And just so happened that I thought of someone meeting this standard."

Seeing the slightly relaxed expression of the noble boy, Mark breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the customer asked for a reputable seller, it is important to let him go to hell.

As for the time being, there are so many words that can be fooled.

Next, after explaining the time and place of meeting between the two parties, after the young noble left satisfied, Mark's tense nerves finally let go.

"I originally thought the pressure from the Count was already great enough, but I didn't expect..."

Mark was a little laughed and cried, "Oh my God, the son of the Duke, I swear I will never meet someone who is more stature than him in the future!"

"Depend on the situation, his status in the family is not low, and he may be a heir with a very high ranking!"

After leaving the tavern, he bypassed several bends and changed the fraudster mask to the black fox mask.

He also changed his clothes, walked around several alleys before he got into the crowd and disappeared.

"What would it feel like if the wise man who thought he had deceived the world and found that he was just a clown in the end, he was just a jumping clown?"

Yo Xiu sneered. Now the bait has been laid, and the day after tomorrow is the time to harvest.

A long time ago, he noticed the traces of those people, but he didn't expect that through the information of the Assassin Alliance, he really found some clues.

"Now, that potion is almost completed, right?"

Thinking of this, the steps toward Olympic were a little faster.

PS: Say the group numbers 4, 7, 1, 6, 2, 4, 2, 0, 9 again. If you find it a bit unbelievable when searching the group name, please believe your feeling. Nothing is wrong, that is the group of this book...

If you can't join the group, you can report it in the book review area. There is basically no threshold for joining the group. If such a situation occurs, it may be that a manager is so hot that his hands shaken... Cough cough...

I'm going to have a week of cold winter next week... I guess I'll be exposed in one breath on the new book list. Hahahahaha... I want to cry...
Chapter completed!