On the battlefield, who doesn't want to survive?

Ability is one thing, medical supplies, and another.

For ordinary people, the elixir, they really can't afford to use it, in comparison, the heterogeneous elixir is simply their life-saving pill, the only way to live!

The monks of the Terran race really have to rely on such things as foreign blood elixirs.

And now, someone told them that the materials for refining the alien blood potion were gone.

The demon blood that usually sells extremely good and fast is gone.

The reason is that the big material dealers want to monopolize and take the opportunity to raise prices......

How can you make everyone endure this?

"Fuck it!"

"Hit! Kill these unscrupulous material dealers!"

"Profiteers, you profiteers, all deserve to die!"

"Fuck your mother, you actually want to raise our prices and make a fortune, the conscience of you people is fucking eaten by dogs!"

The crowd was excited. The more you scold, the worse it becomes.

Gradually, some people can't restrain their emotions and are ready to do it.

This time, it scared all the material merchants out of the urine.

"Everyone, everyone, calm down, please calm down!"

The material merchant Hongxiguan, who bore the brunt of the attack and was surrounded by everyone, shouted there: "It's not that I don't want to sell your materials, but the materials of the small shop are really sold out......!

As he spoke, he lifted the Qiankun bag in his hand, threw it down vigorously, and poured it down, "It's gone, there's nothing left! I'm really not lying to you, it's really sold out!"

However, no one at all* him.

Not only did the group of people surround him tighter, but some people had even slowly moved over, waving the iron fist in their hands, ready to hammer him directly.

"Everyone, calm down, you must be calm! I swear by someone Hong, what I just said is true, if there is a word to deceive everyone, my Hongxi official will not die well!"

This macro shopkeeper was so anxious that the sweat on his forehead came out, and he frantically gambled there, shouting: "I really don't plan to raise your price! How did I sell the demon beast materials of Hongxi official before, and how will I continue to sell them in the future! I don't raise the price! I won't raise the price even if I die! I beg all the guest officials and masters to know the truth, I really don't have the slightest intention of raising the price!"

The crowd still ignored him.

Not only his side, but also other material dealers were also surrounded.

"Ladies and gentlemen, old and young masters, please believe me, Old Man Hong, I will never lie to you! The materials you asked for were really bought in advance. But if my old man Hong has a lie, he will tell me to thunder five times in the sky, and I will not die well!"

"I won't take the opportunity to raise the price, even if other unscrupulous profiteers take the opportunity to raise the price, I, Old Man Hong, promise you, I will definitely not raise it!"

"The country is in a difficult situation, and my old man Hong will never send it!"

This is a more experienced material merchant, and when others are not in trouble, he directly admits it.

There is also the one who has a stronger temper.

"Fuck your mother! Lao Tzu sells goods, I want to report to you deflated three? Say it's gone, it's gone! It has nothing to do with what price increases or not! If I want to raise prices, I still have to wait until now? If I want to make a move, hurry up, or else, fucking fuck out for me!"

These three types of people are okay.

Including this grumpy old guy in the back.

What is more miserable is that those material suppliers who directly stated and proposed to increase the price were beaten by everyone on the spot.

Actually, you can't blame these people. After all, businessmen must be profit-seeking.

Because the demon blood is really selling too well, people keep coming up to buy demon blood, and people keep coming up to buy demon blood, and when they buy it, it is still a large dose, which can't help but be tempted by these merchants.

The price increase was explicitly proposed by the beaten group of material dealers.

It's also normal, in the market economy, the relationship between supply and demand determines the price. Now that demand is far greater than supply, are we businessmen not allowed to raise prices?

It is because of this that these people are directly characterized as profiteers, and then ...... was beaten.

"Ahh

An old man was beaten and screamed, and there he wailed.

Someone next to him sneered: "It's just our fist big!"

"Traitors will be punished!"

"Don't talk nonsense with him, fight!"

"Let you make a fortune, make it difficult for you to make a fortune......"

The scene was a little chaotic for a while.

Even if the maintainers of order in the base come to pull the fight, they can't separate the two groups.

This kind of chaos abounds in this base.

When Wang Chen came out with Mu Wu, he was still wondering: "Hey, why is this place so chaotic, isn't there anyone to maintain order?"

On his shoulders stood two loli, one white loli and one black loli.

The white is the purple moon, and the black is naturally the snow spirit.

At this time, Xue Ling was closing her eyes and cultivating, and she didn't know if she was refining the drop of super source blood that Wang Chen had just given her, or if she was realizing the power of her own bloodline.

As for Shang Ziyue, it is much more lively. Looking east and west, there was a sound of a horn, and he directly leaned on Wang Chen's head with a small body and asked, "Lao Tie, why is it so noisy here." Didn't you take us shopping, so how can we go shopping? ”

Wang Chen did take the two of them shopping.

Busy and idle, even if the battle is in full swing now, it can't stop his heart that wants to wave.

It's just that the reality seems to be a little bit less rosy.

What do you mean, I take our little girl out to play, and you fight for me?

Iron sons, you are a little faceless.

"Mu Wu, go take a look. Nodding towards Mu Wu, Wang Chen said.

"Yes. Mu Wu responded, and immediately took people away. Without saying a word, he directly separated the crowd and walked in.

"me!"

"What are you doing, what are you doing, you don't see that this is beating people!"

"Your uncle, who touched my buttocks!

“......”

Mu Wu ignored these people and walked straight into the crowd.

Unexpectedly, this glance was immediately recognized by the stall owner lying on the ground: "Like you!"

The stall owner was beaten, and he was about to be stunned, and his speech was a little leaky at this time, and his speech was not clear.

However, looking at Mu Wu, he was pleasantly surprised.

As soon as there was a struggle under his feet, he directly stood up and pulled Mu Wu away: "Like you! You can't go! Everyone, this is the culprit! This is the person who cooks (the master) (the messenger) behind the tomb (curtain)! It is him! There is a head for injustice, there is a debtor, if you want to find him, you can find him!"

“......”

The corners of Mu Wu's mouth twitched, and the corners of his eyes jumped wildly. What the hell are you ...... What kind of cook?!