Authenticity?

Of course it is! Even if the young man in front of him was Tang Ling, Tang Ling, who had created a lot of incredible things, martial arts fans still didn't believe that he could really get a gift of five kilograms as many as the sea god.

But the martial arts fan didn't completely deny Tang Ling, he just rushed out with a weird face, and there was only one thought in his mind, this kid's five-kilogram Seagod gift shouldn't be diluted, right?

But the color doesn't look like it?! But color is not the most important criterion for judging the gift of the sea god, after all, it is not difficult to cheat in this regard.

Anyway, the quality of these Poseidon gifts must not be very good!

With a complex feeling of disbelief but can't help but hold hope, the martial arts fan has already brought a test strip.

Tang Ling was still smiling, opened the bottle, and spilled some on the table very boldly.

"What are you doing? Do you know what this is? Wu Fan was cutting the test strip, and when he saw Tang Ling's behavior, he couldn't help but let out a low roar.

Tang Ling's appearance was very innocent: "This is a gift from the sea god, didn't you say that you want to test?" ”

"Even if you want to test it, you won't pour it out and fall it on the table!" The martial arts fan roared directly at Tang Ling, and the green tendons on his neck appeared.

Tang Ling turned his head to look at the sky, he did it on purpose!

It's like suddenly having money, and it feels like there's always some less fun if you don't show off your wealth. This kind of inner ** is not something to be ashamed of, at least Tang Ling thinks so.

The martial fan was too lazy to bother with Tang Ling, he had already cut a small test strip at this time, and his hand was a little trembling and stretched out to the puddle of the sea god gift sprinkled on the table.

The color of the test strip quickly changed, and a rich blue color appeared on the test strip.

Although it is not the most intense one, it is definitely a first-class product. Anyway, the bottle that the martial arts fans gave Tang Ling to observe was of high quality, and I don't know how many grades it is.

In fact, this is only the worst quality on the desert island, after all, Tang Ling only asks for the level of the blood pool.

What if it's the sticky one under the pool of blood? What kind of quality should it be? Tang Ling was also a little confused.

But it was such a quality gift from the sea god, the kind that Tang Ling couldn't look down on, and it had already caused Wu to scream: "This, this... Superior quality? So much? Boy, are you lying to me? ”

"What do you think?" Tang Ling took a sip of hot water and looked at the martial arts fan.

I don't know why, martial arts fans always feel that Tang Ling's smile is so bad.

"No, I have to try." Martial arts fans walked around the room a little speechlessly.

"Try it casually, I don't even count the money for the experiment." Tang Ling changed into a comfortable position.

Wu Fan stopped abruptly, looked at Tang Ling in disbelief, and then the next moment, he rushed into the room like a fly again, and then took a cup that could probably hold two taels, and poured out a cup at a faster speed in front of Tang Ling.

Then, he rushed to Chenning's side, and rushed to the room behind the store with Chenning, who had not yet reacted, and left only one sentence for Tang Ling: "What you said, it's free to try." ”

"Well, it's free." Tang Ling whispered to himself, not caring about the behavior of martial arts fans taking advantage.

If you have money, you have a different mentality. What if you take advantage of it? Tang Ling felt that he didn't have to act deliberately at this time, and he was like a nobleman.

Waiting patiently, after about seven or eight minutes, Wu Fan appeared in front of Tang Ling with the already empty cup, but Chen Ning did not follow.

"Where's Chenning?" Tang Ling asked casually.

At this time, the martial fan's expression was solemn and a little trance-like, and it wasn't until Tang Ling's question that he came back to his senses, and muttered to himself: "What a good thing it is to be able to give the girl enough resources." ”

After saying this, Wu Fan put the cup on the table, grabbed Tang Ling's hand suddenly, and said with some excitement: "All the debts you owe are offset by the Seagod's gift, okay?" ”

"Don't want the Moonlight Netherfish?"

"Don't want to mutate the colorful sea pearl?"

"Don't want the Seven Lotus Lotus Lotus?" Tang Ling raised his eyebrows.

It seems that the accumulation of morning setting is also good, it fully meets the criteria for promotion, and the age is also appropriate, why don't you want these resources?

You must know that the sooner you become a Purple Moon Warrior, the greater the benefits for all kinds of things in the future, which is already a common sense.

"Compared to some things, it doesn't matter if you are promoted to a Purple Moon Warrior a year later. Anyway, resources can be bought with money, even if you can't buy Seven Lotus Lotus, the girl can be promoted, and her talent is very good. "Martial arts fans don't care about resources or anything at all.

Tang Ling pondered for a moment, and he didn't know what he was thinking about in his heart? It made martial arts fans extremely nervous.

"How, would you like to?"

"How much do you count me for a gift of such a quality Poseidon? It can't be different in quality, you all count me as the same price, right? Tang Ling didn't deny it, and suddenly asked such a question.

Wu Fan's face was a little red, he really wanted to fool this question just now. Don't look at his weapons are very valuable, but those require huge costs, he is not very rich, and the Seagod's gift that Chenning needs is very expensive, he is really shy in his pocket....

"Six, six thousand?" Wu Fan stammered a little and reported a number.

This number is really a bit low in the face of such a quality Poseidon gift, so low that it already feels like a strong buy.

Tang Ling didn't speak, but just looked at the martial arts fan with deep eyes.

"So, the seven, seven thousand, right?" The martial arts fan quoted another price, which is still terribly low, but it is also out of the outrageous range.

"Seven thousand, then." Tang Ling stretched lazily, then straightened his legs, and promised very happily.

So refreshing? Martial arts fans are a little surprised, what is this kid's conspiracy? Should you take a bottle of Poseidon gift to pay off your debts this time, and then do business again, and then owe more huge debts?

It's entirely possible! But with so many gifts from the sea god, martial arts fans can't care about it, this kid is quite reliable, if he dares to owe debts, he dares to let him owe, so he rushes to the price of seven thousand, which is incomparably conscience.

The key is that this kid is still arrogant enough, and he let himself use two taels for free at once.

Thinking that the martial arts fans had already begun to report quickly: "There are five kilograms here, then it is a total of 100 taels, I used two taels just now, even if it is ninety-eight taels." Then the total converted into Zhengjing coins is 686,000 Zhengjing coins. ”

"You owe me 870,000 ...."

"Wipeed the odds, huh?" Tang Ling said lightly, then took out two cigars from his body and threw one to the martial arts fan.

"Pre-civilized Ba, Bagu cigar? Or is it genuine, genuine? The martial arts fan took the cigar handed to it by Tang Ling in disbelief.

Human beings are very strange, even if there is a disaster such as the Purple Moon Mutation, it is not easy to survive and establish a new era, but they still do not forget some inexplicable habits, and then pass these things down.

For example, the Bagu cigar liked by the rich people of the former civilization, and the powerful people of this era still like it.

It's just that the cultivation of this era is very difficult, even in order to curry favor with some powerful people, it will take a lot of means to control the mutation and make it as close as possible to the authentic of the pre-civilization.

Therefore, the value of a Bagu cigar can be imagined.

But even so, this Bagu cigar can only be called an imitation, and the real Bagu cigar has been preserved from previous civilizations by various means.

After all, no matter how much imitation is like a complete copy of the things of the previous civilization, I wonder how powerful people will control the mutation at any cost and get the same plant as the previous civilization? Perhaps, Emperor Han of Zhengjing City can do it?

So, the value of an authentic Bagu cigar is even more amazing.

It's not like a crude thing like a cigarette, which has survived in large quantities, and what was made in this era can also satisfy smokers.

"Yes, authentic Bagu cigars. 1,000 Pounds. Tang Ling directly and rudely ripped off the eggplant cap at the end of the cigar and lit it, he didn't know how to appreciate the cigar anyway, and he didn't spend money to buy this thing, but took two from the so-called VIP room.

Come to think of it, Cyril asked Samuel to bring him an anonymous, sub-high-level member crystal card that is really good.

Yes, the second-highest level membership card is the second most valuable special crystal card on the black market in Sochi.

As long as it is a membership card, it is higher than the so-called VIP card.

This is also a pre-civilization concept, and all the most upscale places need a clubhouse to load members, so that it seems private and ceremonial.

What is a VIP? That's just a way to attract business and long-term customers.

Because of the bearer reason, this membership crystal card is the second highest, so it can only rank second.

The first member crystal card must be named, but the person who can be named is at least the lord of a safe city, and it can't be a small safe city.

Thinking about it this way, what's the point of having a box of Bagu cigars in your room?

"You, you're a tyrannical thing!" Just when Tang Ling sighed that rich people really knew how to play, the martial arts fan suddenly yelled at Tang Ling again.

He is obviously a tobacco lover, which is why he usually chooses pipes, a tool that can better taste tobacco.

Cigars are too extravagant, not to mention Bagu cigars, Tang Ling's appearance of not knowing how to cherish cigar smoking at all, how can martial arts fans not feel distressed?

But that's just Tang Ling's business, after the martial arts fan finished roaring, he saw Tang Ling's look of 'I don't understand' and 'so innocent', so he could only sigh, put away his Bagu cigar and said to Tang Ling: "A Bagu cigar wants me to erase a fraction of 70,000?" Your abacus is also playing too loudly. But for the sake of it...."

Martial arts fans want to say it, but for the sake of the conscience price given by Tang Ling, he also admitted it after erasing the fraction of 70,000.

After all, if it was strictly according to the market price, Tang Ling's bottle of Seagod gift would not only be able to erase the debt, but the martial arts fans would have to give Tang Ling money.

You can't be too shameless....

"No, I mean that my bottle of Poseidon gift can be counted as 680,000 Zhengjing coins." Tang Ling let out a thick smoke from his nose, and waved his hand holding the cigar and said, "In this way, I will send you 110,000 Zhengjing coins." Fractions are too lazy to calculate..."

"You, you mean you're going to erase the odds?" The martial arts fan was completely stunned this time, and he even had an impulse to ask Tang Ling, was he accepted as a godson by the owner of the black market in Sochi? Or is he going to owe himself 10 million Zhengjing coins next?

But he doesn't have Zhengjing coins to owe him.,Except.,Unless that.... Cranky thoughts made the heart of the martial arts fan begin to ache, his heart was dripping blood like crazy, no, spurting blood....

But he was already seriously considering, was it possible for him to really let Tang Ling owe him 10 million?

Tang Ling didn't know that martial arts fans already had this kind of plan, if they knew that Tang Ling would definitely not let go of such an opportunity.

At this time, Tang Ling just felt that the Bagu cigar was really not good, and the rich smoke made people feel tightness in the chest, so he casually stuffed the Bagu cigar that he had only smoked into the hands of the martial fans.

Then he took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, a very ordinary kind of cigarette, not those expensive cigarettes left over from the previous civilization, just medium-quality cigarettes produced in the Purple Moon Era.

However, it is the kind that Su Yao often smokes, Tang Ling once followed Su Yao to the black market of his wife and got a lot, and now he is used to its taste.

I think Uncle Su Yao took advantage of his wife's black market like this, right? He is really not a rich man, and himself.... Hmm, I guess I can't be a rich man?

Thinking of the past, the corners of Tang Ling's mouth showed a nostalgic smile.

Seeing Tang Ling's smile, Wu Fan suddenly became vigilant, and the cigar in his hand became hot: "You are so generous? What the hell is the idea? ”

"No, I'm just lamenting that I can't get used to the so-called high-end taste." Tang Ling was telling the truth.

Wu Fan glanced at the cigarette that Tang Ling had touched, turned his head and whispered, "Do you like this brand?" ”

"Questions?" Tang Ling familiarly lit one for himself, the familiar taste escaped in his mouth, and Tang Ling comfortably spit out a puff of smoke.

"No problem. After negotiating the debt, let's talk about business. Although you still owe me 110,000 Zhengjing yuan, you can take these mortgaged things. The martial arts fan finally calmed down.

"No, no, no." Tang Ling shook his head: "I'm here to repay the money, how can there be a reason not to pay it back?" ”

"What do you mean?" Wu Fan was stunned, he really couldn't keep up with Tang Ling's thinking.

And Tang Ling took a cigarette in his mouth, just smiled mysteriously at the martial arts fan, and then took out a five-kilogram bottle of Seagod Gift from the backpack on the ground.

"Ahh You...."The martial fan's face turned red all of a sudden.

Tang Ling didn't stop moving, and then another bottle of Seagod Gift was taken out of his backpack.

With a 'brush', the martial arts fan had already stood up, pointing at Tang Ling and not knowing what to say.

But Tang Ling still didn't mean to stop, and the two bottles of Poseidon gifts were neatly placed on the table.

Wu Fan is a fifth-order purple moon warrior, not to mention that he can't stand steadily, if he wants to, fifty first-order purple moon warriors don't want him to move half a step.

But at this time, the martial arts fan 'rubbed' back a few steps, until he touched the counter, and barely stood up straight.

"You, aren't you afraid that I will rob you?" Martial arts fans almost popped out of their teeth with these words.

He didn't lie, he did have the intention of robbing Tang Ling! With his force, Tang Ling had no room to resist at all.

"You won't." Tang Ling shook his head indifferently and stroked the neat bottles placed on the table. No wonder everyone likes to show off, invented all kinds of fancy show-offs, looking at the appearance of martial arts fans at this time, Tang Ling realized that 'pretending to be X' is such a cool thing?

"Why don't you think I can't?" Martial arts fans, who have been greatly stimulated, now even speak with a bull-like spurting sound, let alone smoke that extravagant cigar.

But it doesn't matter, the cigar that was rudely ripped off by Tang Ling, and then lit in a mess, lost half of the essence of the aroma and taste.

"By feeling." Tang Ling was still immersed in the refreshment in his heart.

Wu Fan was speechless, and he really couldn't find any words to refute.

In fact, Tang Ling did have some feelings, but more of a martial arts fan, how could a boss who owed him more than 800,000 Zhengjing coins rob him?

It took about a minute to calm his mood, and the martial fan sat down next to Tang Ling again, trying to control his gaze not to look at the four bottles of the Seagod's gift, and then casually placed the cigar on his homemade ashtray.

If you don't have the mood to smoke a cigar, let it go out naturally.

Now the focus is .... Thinking of this, Wu Fan spoke: "Let's talk about business?" What do you want? ”

Tang Ling had already shown such sincerity, and the martial arts fans decided that they should be more direct.

"These, let's count them according to seven thousand." Tang Ling first pointed to the Seagod gifts on the table.

"You're at a loss." It is one thing to repay the gift of the sea god, but when it comes to business, martial arts fans are not willing to take too much advantage of Tang Ling.

There are reasons for the character of the martial arts fans themselves, and there are also some other reasons.

"Then let's not talk about these issues. Talk about business, don't you go to your secret arsenal? Tang Ling didn't talk too much with martial arts fans.

Suffering a loss, with Tang Ling's cleverness, can he not know? It's just that Tang Ling thinks that martial arts fans are kind to him, no matter how important what he mortgages is to him, but in the eyes of others, he is indeed a pile of garbage.

However, the martial arts fan still let Tang Ling owe a full 870,000 Zhengjing coins on credit.

If it weren't for this credit, Tang Ling's hope of being able to defeat the Zhantang boy was slim.

That's a lot of kindness.

In addition, Tang Ling also has an inexplicable good impression of Chenning, and is somewhat sympathetic to what happened to this girl.

To sum up, even if it is a loss, and it suffers a lot of losses, Tang Ling is willing. He deliberately used this method to pay off his debts.

**

Again to the arsenal.

Tang Ling was still in a shocked mood, after all, he couldn't escape male instinct, and he had a natural love for weapons.

The difference is that the last time he accompanied Tang Ling to the arsenal, it was Chenning who explained the weapon to Tang Ling, and this time it was the martial arts fan who accompanied him personally.

As for Chen Ning, Tang Ling never saw it.

However, it is not difficult to guess that it should have absorbed enough gifts from the sea god and is digesting it?

Ordinary weapons no longer have any value for Tang Ling.

Wu Fan directly took Tang Ling to the core warehouse.

"The best high-energy blaster gun. I want all your inventory. Entering here, Tang Ling first made his first request without hesitation.

Thinking of the uneasiness of the Mists of Death, at least his Harvest companions must have powerful life-saving gadgets.

Therefore, a high-energy blaster gun is far from meeting Tang Ling's needs.

Wu Fan didn't say much, walked directly to a certain location in the core warehouse, and opened the safe where the high-energy blaster was placed.

Unlike the last time Chenning only opened one floor, this time the martial arts fan opened all three floors of the entire safe.

There are not many high-energy blasters in it, with ten on the first floor, two on the second, and one on the third.

"Ordinary, do you still want it?" After Wu Fan opened the cabinet, he asked Tang Ling like this.

"Ordinary ones don't want them." Tang Ling shook his head, this time he brought out so many resources, which could be exchanged for a lot of money, in some places Tang Ling would definitely not be stingy. The kind of explosive gun with only one shot, Tang Ling can't look down on it.

You must know that the sea god gave Tang Ling half of it to martial arts fans, out of gratitude, out of a good impression of Chenning.

But these Seagod gifts were not the main force of Tang Ling's source of money, he was just used to repay favors and make special feed for the Sunlight Netherfish fish.

"That's good. Then you'll have all the high-energy blasters in stock here. As the martial fan spoke, he took a handful from the first layer and threw it to Tang Ling: "This kind can send five shots in a row, and there are ten." ”

"You've already bought one of these twenty rounds. Now there are only two left. ”

"This one has only seven shots. The price is the most expensive, though. As he spoke, the martial artist handed Tang Ling the high-energy blaster with a silver glow and beautiful decoration, like a work of art.

Tang Ling put down the five-shot version and took over the high-energy blaster like a work of art.

"Seven shots? Is it a tribute to the Desert Eagle? Or is it because of a few of the arts? Tang Ling just made a joke.

"Nope! Seven rounds is the upper limit. There was no half-separate joke on the face of the martial arts fan: "One more shot will be inexplicably scrapped." ”

"Mysterious restrictions?" Tang Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, that is to say, this weapon is already extremely close to the upper limit of weapons in this world, and one more shot will be inexplicably scrapped, just like those big killing weapons in the previous civilization, which is the best proof.

"Yes, Mystic Restrictions! Because of the high-energy explosive bomb it fires, it can damage the third-order Purple Moon Warrior, and it is the kind that really causes damage, not the kind of damage that is understated, like a little knife wound or something. A hint of pride flashed in the eyes of the martial arts fan, after all, this was created and transformed by him himself.

Tang Ling played with this super blaster and couldn't put it down even more.

Yes, a firearm that can damage a third-order Purple Moon Warrior, and it is not a firearm that causes general damage, should not be called high energy in Tang Ling's heart, but should be called super energy.

No wonder the girl from the last morning Ning said she couldn't afford it.