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Before Wang Liang could react, he only felt a light in his eyes, and then appeared in a square.

The square in front of him was quite large, and the floor was paved with white marble, and from where he stood, he could not see the end.

In the distance, a palace-like presence could be faintly seen, but when you looked closely, you couldn't see anything but purple hanging from the sky.

Before Wang Liang could see what was going on around him, a noisy and chaotic sound began to sound in his ears.

"Erxian Mountain, Magu Cave has opened a group, a group has been opened, a magic weapon person has come, and the fourth is one!"

"Emei Mountain, Luofu Cave, I want to fight Zhao Gongming!"

"Death Dungeon, there is a master to lead the team, and there is a gold master's father."

"Silver scale cuirass, 20 yuan a piece......"

After a closer look, Wang Liang saw the bustling crowd going back and forth in the square, and he couldn't see how many people there were here, he only saw that all the people here were the kind of weirdos he had seen before, most of the hair color was red, green, and green, and some even walked directly on the square with a bull's head or a dog's head.

Some people spread a piece of cloth directly on the ground, put some things on the cloth, and people squatted on the edge of the cloth to sell.

Such a fresh situation made Wang Liang a little curious, he looked around and found that no matter how crowded the crowd was, he didn't seem to bump into anyone else.

At the same time, even if the things that are placed on the stall are far away, you can clearly see some of the details on it and know what it is.

Wang Liang thought about it, anyway, he came here, he simply found a place with few people to squat, untied the clothes tied to him, and spread them on the ground.

On top of that dress were more than a dozen copies of "Congenital Qiankun Gong".

He had just squatted down here, and someone nearby noticed him, after all, putting a dozen or so books that looked exactly the same in one go, this kind of thing was relatively rare in this kind of thing.

"Brother, what are you doing here?"

A voice came from not far away, Wang Liang didn't raise his head, and directly responded, "Set up a stall." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the clothes on the ground changed, turning into a boxy gray furoshi, and at the same time, in Wang Liang's eyes, there were many checks on this furoshi, which was just enough for him to put "Congenital Qiankun Gong" into it one by one.

When the book is placed in the grid, the base price of the book will also be prompted, and Wang Liang will be prompted to barter whether he is willing to barter.

Wang Liang's actions also attracted the attention of some people, they all saw Wang Liang's operation, before Wang Liang spread things on the ground but did not activate the means of setting up a stall has let the people nearby know that Wang Liang is a pure newcomer.

And this newcomer still has so many 'exercises' in his hands, and for a while, people nearby want to squeeze over and take advantage.

Looking at the crowd squeezing here, Wang Liang was also taken aback, he was about to take a few steps back, but found that he didn't seem to be able to leave his stall for a distance.

And the crowd didn't seem to be able to squeeze in from other directions, so they could only stand face to face with him, where they anxiously introduced themselves.

Wang Liang was also a little puzzled by the behavior of these people not buying things, he didn't know what these people thought at all, he only felt that they had a problem with their brains.

At this time, a fat man of more than one meter and eight meters squeezed out from behind.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

The fat man was like a hill, with a red beard and green hair, a short suit only for a pig slaughterer, a machete hanging from his waist, and blood and minced flesh.

After pushing the person away, the fat man stood in front of Wang Liang's stall with a smile on his face.

Wang Liang glanced at this fat man, and didn't know why when he smiled, he didn't make people feel any annoyance.

There is also a line of words floating above the fat man's head, 'Hardware Regiment Butcher No. 1'.

The fat man didn't see the expression on Wang Liang's face, he glanced Wang Liang up and down, and then said, "This young master, hello." ”

Master? Not only Wang Liang was stunned, but the nearby crowd was also stunned.

At this time, the fat man said triumphantly: "You don't have long eyes, don't you see what books are on it, it's all "Congenital Qiankun Gong", and then look at the situation of this young master, you can see that "Congenital Qiankun Gong" has been introduced, this must be an elder in the family who brought a copy of it, and specially brushed a set of "Congenital Qiankun Gong" for him.

This extra fragment is used as a starting capital for the young master, do you have such an elder in your family who accompanies people to brush the same copy all the time, if not, don't affect the young master's judgment here.

By the way, young master, you can call me a butcher, I am a merchant of the hardware group, and I have all kinds of strange beasts in my hands, as long as you open your mouth, even if it is a crane boy, I can help you get it. ”

"Crane, no." Wang Liang shook his hand.

Everyone saw that although Wang Liang was no longer the fat man he used to be, and his temperament began to be biased towards literati, it was obvious that he had the demeanor of a superior person, and between his gestures, there was no way to change some habitual actions.

At this time, everyone also believed the fat man's words, and their eyes at Wang Liang changed a lot.

At this time, the fat butcher cautiously asked, "This young master, can I know your name?" ”

"I, my surname is Wang, my name is ......" When it came to the name, Wang Liang hesitated, although he didn't know why these people were called such and such strange names, but it was obvious that this world had strict requirements for names.

After thinking about it in his heart, Wang Liang said solemnly: "My name is Wang Jilong. ”

After saying this name, Wang Liang felt as if he was missing something, and he added, "The versatile Wang Jilong." ”

After saying this name, Wang Liang nodded affirmatively, this should be comparable to the 'dragon gunner Yin Zhiping'.

"More money, more than 100 million?" The fat butcher muttered in a low voice, "What a good name, only this name can be worthy of the majesty of Young Master Wang, and you can see the young master's style from this."

Young master, do you need someone to fight, our hardware group has a professional team, specializing in the gold master father, upgrading, jungle, brush copies, brush magic weapons, brush prestige, only what you can't imagine, nothing we can't do.

As long as you say a word, young master, if you have any goals, we guarantee that we can arrange you clearly. ”