The man in front of him took out a wooden box.

The wooden box was about the size of a small arm-box, palm-thick, painted with dark paint, so unreflective in the winter sun that it had silver bands around its edges that made the long eyes jump.

This box is of high class.

"What is this?"

Carefully back a few steps, thumb will be the shell gun nose break, at the same time the footsteps slightly arched, the long pupils shrink, the tone of doubt and vigilance.

The ocean? A box this big, if you're holding an ocean, it must be several thousand. Enough food and drink for half a month. The devil is absolutely not generous!

In the past, the Devils sent people to persuade them to surrender, either with a letter of appointment, or a small bag of ocean, at most a hundred