The stall was set up late at night, Mu Feng was almost up, and several people who set up stalls at the same time next to him had already closed their stalls and gone to a nearby bar to wander, and after Mu Feng refused the invitation of several people, he stayed up for a while before closing the stall. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Walking on the road, Mu Feng carried his bag on one shoulder, lowered his head, and walked absent-mindedly.

He calculated in his heart, set up the stall for five hours, in addition to the four pieces sold to the local tyrants, next, scattered four more first-level source weapons, one sold for 800 source crystal coins, and the remaining three sold at a price of 750, that is to say, a total of eight weapons were sold tonight, and a total profit of 7050 source crystal coins was made, although the income was not expensive, but it was only sold at a price of less than one-third. And you have to hand over 10,000 source crystal coins to the system.

Thinking of this, Mu Feng was a little annoyed in his heart, and subconsciously accelerated his pace, and from time to time the backpack would bump into others, and a few people wanted to go crazy, but when they saw Mu Feng's tense black face, they were in a bad mood at first glance, like a little evil god, so they could only swallow a sullen breath.

"I thought that these source devices would be sold out in the market, but I didn't expect them to be so difficult to sell."

Mu Feng thought about it carefully, and also thought of the reason why such a good source device would be unsalable, or the purchasing power was not good.

"It's that gold always shines, and it depends on whether people can afford to consume gold."

Although there are a lot of mutants, most of them stay at this stage of level 1-2, and the strength of people at this stage is there, and the way for most mutants to obtain the source crystal coin is to kill the mutant corpse, and the single way is dangerous.

You said that he worked hard to save hundreds of source power coins and spent a weapon at once, and anyone is reluctant to do so, and the level 1 source device is not all used the same, unless it is powerful, and people with a background will spend so much money on the level 1 source device.

How can we get them to pay for it willingly?

There is only one way, to let them experience that my weapons are different from other weapons, and let them know that they really feel that my weapons have a great increase in combat effectiveness, so that they will be forced to pull out their pockets.

The question arises again, how can it be displayed?

This question kept haunting Mu Feng's mind, and he lay on the bed tossing and turning. Even the two sisters who knocked on the door directly ignored it.

Suddenly, Mu Feng shouted, "That's right, just do it!" “

He seemed to have a brilliant idea, and slapped the bed excitedly, and the bed creaked, and almost didn't disperse, and after a while, there was the sound of whirring sleep in the room.

Early the next morning, Mu Feng got up early. He washed up and walked out of the hotel into the street. At first glance, there were only a few people walking, and he noticed that the streets of Caios were so wide. The wide street was a mess, like a ravaged woman, with a desolate smell, and there were bottles and garbage scattered everywhere, only a few old men were cleaning it.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at the morning sun at the end of the road in the town, stretched his waist, and rubbed his belly again: "Caios can only be quiet in the morning." ”

Mu Feng walked to the stable, first added some hay to the little white horse, touched the horse's back, and then inspected the territory in his mind, and after everything was fine, he walked out of the direction of the town.

According to the route in his memory, Mu Feng walked to the place he thought of last night.

As soon as he arrived at that place, before he could rest for a while, Zixiao, who was pinned to his waist, buzzed, warning that there were zombies around Mu Feng!

Mu Feng looked relaxed, didn't care at all, yawned again, and looked around: "That's right, it's nearby." ”

On the side of the street, the fat-headed and big-eared merchant began to decorate the shop, which was officially the entertainment store for zombie shooting that Mu Feng had just stepped into Kaios yesterday.

The owner of the shop was busy working, and Mu Feng took the initiative to go up and talk, "Hello." ”

The boss obviously didn't wake up, the smell of stinky wine, his eyes didn't know whether they were squinted or closed, and when he saw Mu Feng coming, he waved his hand, as if expelling flies, "It's not open yet, I want to play out and kill." ”

"You don't make any money, do you?" Mu Feng was in a good mood today, and he didn't bother to choke with him, jokingly.

"Take a shot, ten yuan coins, and I'll set it up for you right away." The boss moved his fat body and didn't even look at Mu Feng, obviously thinking that this price would drive Mu away.

Where did the inexplicable sense of confidence of the people of Kaios come from, Mu Feng didn't understand, he was silent for a while, and said, "Boss, how much money do you make this day?" ”

As soon as he heard this, the boss turned his face, with a fat face, and a fierce face: "What do you want to do, I can warn you, Kaios can shoot zombies in my family, and you can't open it if you want to!" ”

Mu Feng heard that it was ridiculous, you begged me to open it, but I didn't open it, he laughed: Boss, I will spend 300 yuan crystal coins to wrap your booth for a day, what do you think. ”

When the boss heard this, his fat shook instantly, and the surprised expression on his face was like pie in the sky. But he immediately concealed his greedy appearance, and was about to speak, obviously asking for a price increase.

Mu Feng saw through the expression on his face at a glance, and hurriedly said: "Boss, let's be a man, just be self-sufficient, I just want to see how profitable your store is, if you want to open it somewhere else, that's all I need, if you want to be unwilling, forget it, I'll try other businesses." ”

The boss hesitated for a while, pretending to grin his teeth, and then waved his hand again, with an impatient face, "Okay, okay, okay, rent to you, rent to you," but he was happy in his heart, he could earn several times more than usual after a day off, this person is really a fool.

The boss took the money and was about to leave, when Mu Feng asked, "Boss, I also used the prize you have here." ”

"Okay, okay, whatever you want." The boss was afraid that he would regret it, so he ran away and disappeared.

……

Mu Feng looked around the stall, full of calculations, all the items in this stall, including the total price of the rewarded items, did not exceed 50 source coins, and looked at the crossbow arrow used to design for customers, it was still done with hands and feet, and it would be 100% off when it was shot.

"Profiteers."

When I went to the back of the shop, I saw rows of zombies tied to the iron plate, more than 20 in total, constantly struggling, their mouths were gambling, and their eyes were covered, just like livestock.

Now that Mu Feng accepted this stall, he had to add his own style and business philosophy to it, and the first thing to do was to replace his original broken bow crossbows with his bows and crossbows.

The second change is that Mu Feng has added a new item to experience slashing zombies up close, and the weapons used to attack are naturally his knives and swords!

The third change is that the sign placed outside the store originally read, "One Source Crystal, One Arrow." Mu Feng took out a thick pen for writing from his shop, and directly put a big cross on it, writing in a more eye-catching font: "Kill zombies for free and win prizes, only for one day!" ”

Then sit on the small bench and wait for the guest to take the bait, oh no, it's the door.

As the morning wore on, the hangover Keos began to wake up, and people began to get busy, and the sparse streets suddenly became congested.

When many people passed by Mu Feng's shop, they didn't even look at it, they all thought that they were former profiteers, and no one wanted to come after being trapped, but a few people still paid attention.

I saw three young men of the same age as Mu Feng walking over, turning their heads and glancing at random, one of the young men with Mo Xigan said, "Yo, the boss has changed." ”

Mu Feng stood up and nodded casually, "How about it, give it a try?" ”

"Don't you really want money?" Another yellow-headed young man glanced at the signboard and said in surprise.

"Play as you like." Mu Feng said indifferently.

"And this kind of good thing, I happen to practice the feel." Their middle-aged young man, with a strong figure and a small head, walked out.

The inch-headed young man made a stretching movement, walked to the counter with a fastening movement, and raised a bow and crossbow, "Yo, the weapon has been changed, it's still a source weapon, and it feels good." ”

He looked at the crossbow, and then opened his feet to the left and right, shoulder-width apart, holding the lower part of the crossbow body in his left hand, and controlling the firing machine with his right hand, his arms hanging in the air, and the crossbow body did not touch the rest of his body. The posture is very standard, and it seems that he is also a professional crossbowman.

He pulled the trigger, brushed, and a silver light flashed—

Touch!

The head of a zombie on the opposite side was as if a watermelon had been smashed out of thin air, bursting open, turning into a mass of scattered flesh, when ~ there was a metal collision sound, and the arrow was also fixed on the iron plate.

The three froze.

Mu Feng was secretly happy in his heart, and he wanted this effect.

Huang Mao woke up first, and then stepped forward and patted the man's head, scolding, "You turtle grandson, when did you become a level 2 mutant, and you didn't say a word to the eldest brother, what, do you still want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?" ”

The strong man looked aggrieved, "Big brother, what, it's not me, it's this weapon!" ”

"Ah, what are you talking about, I don't believe that a first-level source device can still be used?" Huang Mao stepped forward and snatched the bow and crossbow in his hand, and at this time, Mu Feng had already pulled out the arrow and handed it over with a smile.

Huang Mao aimed at the zombie's stomach and shot at it, and with a bang, blood splattered and the stomach exploded. He also showed an expression of amazement, looking at the strong man, looking at the weapons, looking at the zombies, and he didn't know where to put his eyes.

After that, the expressions of the three of them looking at Mu Feng were different, half respectful, half afraid, Huang Mao hesitated for a long time before asking: Big brother, what kind of weapon is this. "The eldest brother in their mouths also used the word 'big brother' when speaking to Mu Feng.

"Primary source." Mu Feng still smiled lightly.

"That's not right, I've also used the bow and crossbow of the first-level source device before, why doesn't it have this effect?"

"I'm a top-level first-level source weapon, and I have eight percent of the source power bonus."

"No wonder, the extra 3% is so powerful." They had finished shooting, and the 100% hit rate should have been a prize, but Huang Mao always held the weapon and refused to put it down, looking left at Youtu, with a look of love on his face, and after a while he looked up and asked Mu Feng: That, can that sell me? ”

Mu Feng's face was embarrassed. But in his heart he exhaled a long breath, and the fish took the bait.

Huang Mao began to be anxious, but he also knew that forcing others to sell it was not authentic, so he pleaded and said: "You see that the three of us brothers have been helpless since childhood, with this bow and crossbow, with such power, we can first hit the level 2 zombies at a long distance, and the living security will be greatly improved...... Make an offer, big brother. ”

Mu Feng was righteous, and said with a glance: "800 source coins, send two arrows, a lot of words." Saying that, calmly went to clean up the blood stains of those zombie explosions.

As soon as they heard the price, several people looked male and discussed it together for a while.

The yellow-haired brother finally walked out and took a deep breath, "Okay, we're going down!" ”

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This book has been signed, and everyone can rest assured that they will enter the pit. Ask for collection, ask for recommendation, Mu Feng said: In this way, the brothers' territory will develop faster and bigger!