Looking at the long-handled grenades placed in the wooden box, the alien monks who had originally entered the mountain peak and wild building couldn't help but stop. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

They all had a great interest in the weapons of the Holy Dragon City, and now that they encountered it, they naturally couldn't miss it.

Those alien monks with guns on their backs were even brighter, and they were ready to buy them.

As specially trained snipers in the team, they have far more power than other alien monks in the original world.

The only thing that makes them feel pity is that the large-caliber sniper rifles in the Holy Dragon City are strictly forbidden to sell, and once a monk of an alien race took out a million brain beads, but the Holy Dragon City still does not sell them!

During this period, the Holy Dragon City Auction House once auctioned a strange weapon from Yelou, which had a similar lethal effect to the anti-materiel sniper rifle in Holy Dragon City, attracting many people to bid.

As a result, the final winner of this firearm was a monk from the Holy Dragon City, and he naturally represented the Holy Dragon City.

The bidders who couldn't compete with the Holy Dragon City in terms of financial resources could only watch this weapon being taken into the pocket by the Holy Dragon City, but they were helpless.

While their eyes were itching, they could only shift their eyes to the other original world weapons sold in Holy Dragon City.

"Take a look, take a look, the grenade sale!"

With a cigarette in his mouth, a white hideous war beast lying behind him, and a box of grenades in front of the captain of the local tyrant was sold, like a hawker.

Today, it is the turn of the local tyrant captain to take his subordinates to guard the entrance of the mountain peak and the wild building, and they are naturally responsible for the sale of grenades.

After this order was issued, the captain of the local tyrant felt a headache.

The order given by the city lord naturally can't be treated sloppily, once it is messed up, the city lord will not say anything, but Tyson will definitely kick his ass.

As the commander of this team, the captain of the local tyrant believes that he must be personally responsible for the matter, and he is not at ease when it is handed over to others.

Compared with his wooden-headed subordinates, the local tyrant captain feels that he can definitely crush them in terms of IQ.

Of course, this is just the personal idea of the local tyrant captain, and he has always believed in it.

It's just that this guy has no experience in trading, and he doesn't know how to sell grenades to these alien monks.

In fact, in this matter, the captain of the local tyrant really thinks too much, but this is also quite in line with his character.

The captain of the local tyrant, who wanted to impress the city lord, frowned and thought for a long time, his eyes turned into mosquito coils, but he still had no clue.

In desperation, the captain of the local tyrant could only learn from the hawkers in the commercial area and shouted loudly.

With his shout, the alien monks came forward in unison, and kept talking to each other around the grenades.

Seeing this, the captain of the local tyrant immediately felt that his eyes lit up and became full of motivation.

He was originally a crazy character, and after seeing so many people cheering, he worked harder and harder when he promoted it.

"Everybody walked the road...... Don't miss it, the grenades of the Holy Dragon City are ...... Powerful, cheap, ...... It's also very convenient.,It's definitely the first ...... of you hunting monsters.,Damn,How do you pronounce this word? ”

According to the character of the local tyrant captain, he will never be able to say these words.

The content of this note was written by the captain of the local tyrant at the request of the staff of the business district, and he just read it again.

I practiced like this dozens of times, but I still stumbled, and I even forgot how to read a few words.

Strange people do strange things, and the foreign monks present have never seen the scene of holding a note on one side and reciting and selling it at the other.

This is so unprofessional!

Looking at his hands pulling his hair, he asked the soldiers around him, "What do you pronounce this word?" The captain of the local tyrant, everyone was also speechless for a while.

As a result, the subordinates of the captain of the local tyrant are about the same level as him, they have just joined the literacy class, and they belong to the stage where they know this word, but they don't know this word.

A group of big men looked at it for a long time, but no one knew each other, which was really embarrassing.

Seeing this, the captain of the local tyrant was so angry that he threw the note in his hand directly on the ground, reached out and picked up a grenade, and after the porcelain pendant inside fell out, he pulled the drawstring and threw it out.

The eyes of the alien monks who were watching all followed the parabola of the grenade and landed on the snow in the distance.

The monk's strength was so great that he casually threw the grenade a hundred meters away and exploded with a bang.

The sound of the violent explosion is very alarming, and the destructive effect after the explosion is also very impressive.

The alien monks ran to check the exploding site and immediately ran back and began to inquire about the price of the grenade.

The captain laughed and stretched out a slap.

"Five hundred brain beads, refuse to bargain!"

The alien monks looked at each other and nodded slightly.

For these alien monks, five hundred brain beads were really not too expensive, so without any hesitation, they took out their banknotes and started to buy them.

After staying in the Holy Dragon City for a long time, they are also accustomed to paying with banknotes, which is light and convenient.

Five hundred brain beads, which is equivalent to the output of five third-level monsters, expecting to use this kind of grenade to return to its original cost will definitely be a loss of pants!

But if this is the case, then there is no need to fight this battle, after all, no one can guarantee that a bullet will kill a target.

This is inevitable when it comes to killing enemies, even when fighting with cold weapons, and the cost of weapons and maintenance is not much less.

Although this kind of grenade may not be able to kill five third-level monsters at the same time, it can effectively contain high-level monsters and cause effective damage to them, which is where its value lies.

It was the alien monks who saw this, so they bought a few for later use.

Some alien monks were even more ruthless, and even bought a box directly, and walked into the mountain peak and wild building with it on their shoulders.

Watching boxes of grenades being snapped up, the captain of the local tyrant held a cigarette in his mouth, and his face was full of smug expressions.

"Lao Tzu said before, no matter how good it is, you have to let people see the actual effect, what is the result, it will be sold in a blink of an eye!"

Speaking of pride, the captain of the local tyrant couldn't help but touch his head: "Haha, Lao Tzu is definitely a genius in business!" ”

When the Holy Dragon City warrior next to him heard this, he immediately pursed his lips with disdain, and muttered to his companions: "Come on, I don't even understand addition and subtraction within a hundred, and I dare to claim to be a genius, but don't lose myself." ”

Several Holy Dragon City warriors next to them couldn't help but laugh when they heard this.

Although the soldier's voice was very low, it also clearly reached the ears of the local tyrant captain, and it was absolutely impossible to say that he didn't mean it.

When the complacent captain heard this, his eyes immediately widened, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him, he smiled awkwardly.

Humming an unknown tune, he slowly walked up to the warrior and flew up and kicked the opponent in the ass.

"Your uncle, tell you to bury Lao Tzu again!"

This kick looks heavy, but it only hurts slightly when it falls on the body, and the captain of the local tyrant has always been extremely protective of his brother.

The soldier also cooperated with the "scream", but there was a hippie smile on his face.

The monster war beast that followed the captain of the local tyrant behind him also roared softly, cheering for his master!

It's just that this guy is full of alcohol, with a drunken expression, and he looks like a lazy cat.

This strange war beast that loves to drink is now more famous than its strange owner, and there are often warriors who feed it wine, and this guy is also a person who does not refuse.

instructed his subordinates to drive a pickup truck to the warehouse to continue to collect grenades, while the captain of the local tyrant turned his head to look at the alien monks, but a trace of undetectable killing intent flashed in his eyes.

The seemingly vulgar and long-hearted captain of the local tyrant actually has an unknown side, and he is actually not much worse than other Terran monks in his hatred for these alien monks.

When the captain of the local tyrant was young, all his family members died at the hands of a foreign race, which was also an eternal pain in his heart.

If it weren't for the plan of the city lord, the captain of the local tyrant would have been eager to block these alien monks in the mountain peak and wild buildings and trap them all to death!

He has never had any mercy for these alien monks, and if they fight, they will be killed.

There are actually not a few Holy Dragon City warriors who have similar thoughts.

However, they also knew very well that as residents of Holy Dragon City, everything must be based on the interests of the city, and they must not embarrass the city lord because of themselves.

What's more, since the establishment of the Holy Dragon City, how has the city lord ever been soft on the alien race, and how has he ever suffered a loss at the hands of the alien race?

However, those alien races who dared to offend the Holy Dragon City were killed by the Holy Dragon City one after another, and the corpses were already piled up in the big pit behind the mother tree!

Just a few days ago, these fighters secretly executed a group of kobold captives who refused to surrender and added a batch of fresh fertilizer to the mother tree.

It's just that this kind of thing is a top-secret operation, and if it is not necessary, it will rot in their stomachs forever and will not be known to the world.

What the warriors of the Holy Dragon City were thinking in their hearts, these alien monks didn't know, they were now holding grenades to their waists and began to explore in the mountain peaks and wild buildings.