Chapter Twenty-Three: Money-Making Night

"Jin?"

"What if it weren't?"

Wang Quan raised the glass with ice coke, "My catty here, five hundred taels a catty." I make money, you liberate, and we all have a bright future. ”

After thinking about it, Ji Xingyu still raised his glass, "Deal." ”

The two glasses clashed, and then both of them drank a full glass of iced Coke in one go, and then hiccuped.

After hiccuping, both of them were stunned and looked at each other.

Ji Xingyu sighed: "It's really rare to see someone who can be so compatible with me, if it weren't for the fact that I am a member of the royal family, I would have to make a blood alliance with you." ”

"Wait, brothers are all used to sell. It's good that we just have dirty money deals. ”

Wang Quan put down the cup, the corners of his mouth rose, revealing an evil smile, "Say, who will you kill first." ”

"Hellwalkers have a pound of gold, and then all self-aware monsters are likewise all a pound of gold." Ji Xingyu raised his slender index finger, "But the kind of monsters that haven't killed people don't count, some of the monsters in the world are aborigines themselves." ”

Wang Quan thought for a moment.

She was probably talking about something similar to the monster she had encountered at the marshalling station on the first night.

I am self-conscious, but I still want to go to work.

Probably the natives of the monster world.

If that was the case, Wang Quan wouldn't have killed indiscriminately.

"Yes."

Wang Quan stood up and was about to leave.

Time waits for no one, and workers must hurry up to make money.

"That's right."

Behind him, Ji Xingyu called out to him, "Should I let him in with that companion of yours?" ”

"No need." Wang Quan waved his hand, "Tell him to let him patrol outside, and if any fish slip through the net, he can deal with it as soon as possible." ”

"Okay." Ji Xingyu also stood up, folding his hands on his abdomen, "Then, I wish you a smooth journey." ”

Wang Quan waved his hand and walked very chicly.

"Wait!"

Wang Quan turned his head with a puzzled look in his eyes.

I saw Ji Xingyu turn around gorgeously, and the dress on his body changed into a milky white men's slim suit, with a white shirt, a beige vest and a black tie inside.

She walked up to Wang Quan in white Oxford leather shoes, wearing white silk gloves with two handsβ€”an equally cream-white top hat in her left hand and a gentleman's cane in her right hand.

The handle of this cane is made of gold and inlaid with opal and agate.

The body of the rod is made of rosewood.

Ji Xingyu, who is 1.65 meters old, changed into this outfit, and her hair was combed into a low ponytail and placed on her left chest......

Not to mention, there is really a kind of neutral heroism.

She turned the cane in her hand, put the top hat on top of her head, and looked up at Wang Quan slightly, "How?" ”

Wang Quan nodded, "The king is quite a combination of Chinese and Western. ”

This kind of Ji Xingyu, who is dressed and looked, belongs to the sassy beauty that women look at and think is handsome, and men who want to fencing.

"You're going with me?"

Ji Xingyu tapped the ground with the cane in his hand, "That's nature, I've had enough of this broken place." ”

Wang Quan looked around.

The goblins were long gone, and the streets of flesh and blood did seem to be prone to appetite.

He glanced at Ji Xingyu, who was full of interest, "Isn't the king afraid of dying on the streets now?" ”

"Isn't that you, sir?" She photographed Wang Quan's pectoral, "Besides, I'm the one who pays for it, and I have to supervise you." ”

"Okay, whatever you want."

Wang Quan copied the "Blood Drinking Sword" and the renamed "Soul Breaking Axe", and laughed evilly, "If you make trouble, you will send the king to heaven in the future." Therefore, your lord, before you do anything, remember your mind.

"After all...... It's a matter of life and death for you. ”

Ji Xingyu swallowed his saliva and nodded like pounding garlic, "Of course, I have only lived for more than three thousand years, and I haven't lived enough." ”

............

Niu Ben put down the mountain knife and lit a cigarette.

Around him, there were a few slender ghosts and the corpses of the imps, and there were dozens of zombies around.

This was all done by Niu Ben just now.

Now that the surroundings are cleared, he lit a cigarette after the fact.

After coming to the Wangcheng Ghost Fang, he and Fang Heng were guarding outside to avoid accidents.

The main thing is that there is no cloth coin, and the token that Wang Quan got only allows him to pass alone, and Niu Ben and the two of them can only stay outside.

Spit out an eye, Niu Ben looked ten meters away, "Can you withstand it?" ”

From his point of view, the two eight-sided Han swords wielding in Fang Heng's hands ten meters away were impenetrable, and they seemed to be fighting wits and courage with the air.

But the wounds added to his body from time to time show that things are not as funny as they seem.

Niu Ben smoked a cigarette and watched from the side, he could only do it in a hurry now, and he couldn't help.

Fang Heng glanced at Niu Ben out of the corner of his eye, but did not speak.

He was now surrounded by besieging Stitch Monsters, and even a Skeleton Bat Monster that was more than two meters tall and four meters wide flying in mid-air.

He didn't have time to talk nonsense with Niu Ben.

Niu Ben was about to say something, but he heard the BMW next to him still playing Aimer's song.

His face darkened and he scolded, "Can we see the situation?" Is it time to put on songs? Aren't you alive? Can't you help him? ”

β€œAufkeinenFall.”

"Can you say something you understand?"

"I can't do it." BMW's twin flashes twice, "I'm just a car, neither a charioteer nor a Transformer, what can I do." Do you want me to put on "Fist of the North Dipper" to set off the atmosphere? ”

Niu Ben flicked the cigarette ash, "Why is it "Beidou God Fist"? ”

"Because ......" The voice of the woman in the BMW suddenly changed to Kenjiro's voice, and then said Kenjiro's classic line, "γŠε‰γ―γ‚‚γ†ζ­»γ‚“γ§γ„γ‚‹." ”

Niu Ben was stunned for a moment, then his eyes changed, and he subconsciously turned his head sideways.

For a moment, a cold light flashed through his throat.

Blood splattered!

A few meters away, the air fluctuated, and a figure appeared.

Niu Ben clutched his throat, blood running down his fingers.

His face did not change, and he took out the peony cake he bought in the ghost shop the night before from the four-dimensional chrysanthemum and put it into his mouth and chewed it heavily.

Soon, the wound on his throat healed as before.

The middle-aged man held a dagger in his hand, raised his thumb and slashed in front of his throat, and showed a bloody smile at Niu Ben.

The next moment, the air around him fluctuated, and the whole person disappeared.

Niu Ben opened the mountain knife in advance and was on guard, and at the same time shouted at Fang Heng's side, "There is a stealthy Hell Walker here!" Be careful! ”

Fang Heng's expression froze, and the eight-sided Han Sword in his hand swung faster.

Just when Niu Ben was on guard, the eyes of the six stone horses on the statue of the Son of Heaven driving six appeared red.

Then the six horses turned into a door, and Wang Quan, who was wearing a navy blue suit, and Ji Xingyu, who was wearing a milky white dress, walked out.

Seeing that Fang Heng was "playing" with a group of monsters, and Niu Ben was carrying a mountain opening knife to be on guard, Wang Quan asked, "What are you doing here?" Even if I told you to keep it, there is no need to be so serious, I won't pay you. ”

Niu Ben continued to look around and be on guard, and said, "Big guy, there is a stealthy hellwalker here, he can hide the murderous aura and the smell of blood, be careful!" ”

"Hellwalker ......"

The depths of Wang Quan's eyes were stained with a touch of scarlet.

Then, he drew out the blood-drinking sword, "One of the swords, life and destruction." ”

Time and space seem to be frozen, and thinking seems to be frozen.

In the perspective of Niu Ben and others, they only felt that a flower appeared in front of them, and Wang Quan had appeared five meters away.

The dark red sword in his hand slammed into the air.

The dark red long sword was like red quicksand, but in just three seconds, Wang Quan withdrew the long sword, turned his back to the three people, and said indifferently, "A pound of gold, first keep the account." ”

Niu Ben was stunned for a moment, and then he heard a screeching sound like glass rubbing against a blackboard.

"Hellwalkers Remaining: Seventy-six."