Chapter 052: Dirt Buns
"You can't get in, if you don't go in, get out of the way, dirt buns. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
At this moment, a word of impatience suddenly came.
Pu Sheng and Wu Dezi looked back, and it was a young man who spoke, wearing a cyan dress, holding a fan in his slender hand and shaking it, his eyes full of disdain.
Wu Dezi was just about to fight back against this guy who looked very sassy, but was stopped by Pu Sheng. Looking at the long line behind the young man, Pu Sheng knew that he was at a loss.
Apologetically smiling, Pu Sheng and Wu Dezi were just about to go in, but they were stopped by the doorman.
The strength of Sanxin Commercial Bank can be seen from this, it is just an ordinary four guard guards, but the strength has reached the fifth level of warriors.
"I'm sorry, when I enter the trading house today, I must pay ten silver crystal coins. One of the guards said neither humbly nor arrogantly, while the other held a silver crystal card in his hand.
"I'll go, you're a robbery, it's so expensive to get in! If you sign up for the competition, you won't have to get a sky-high price, you're too dark." Wu Dezi screamed exaggeratedly.
Pu Sheng shook his head, he also felt a little expensive, you know, the purchase value of ten silver crystal coins in the Eternal Night Continent is equivalent to a hundred yuan on the earth.
In the crowd in line, some people secretly shook their heads, saying that it was too expensive.
The guard smiled and explained, "You only need to pay ten silver crystal coins, and you don't need to charge any fees to sign up for the tournament." ā
Well, that's okay. After all, if you win in the martial arts competition, you can get a reward of 300 gold crystal coins, which is equivalent to 300,000 on the earth.
"Hey, it's not just a dirt bun, it's a poor ghost. Isn't it just ten silver crystal coins, what's it? If you don't have any money, get out of the way. ā
Wu Dezi didn't need to look back to know who was talking, Wu Dezi turned around and looked the young man up and down, and said with a puzzled expression: "Whose crotch is not tightened, exposing you? Grandpa, I don't have any money? You're new here, right? You don't inquire, who is the richest in the entire Dark Moon Dungeon?"
As soon as Wu Dezi's words fell, the surrounding crowd also spoke. After all, not only did Wu Dezi feel a little expensive, but there were more other people, but they just didn't say it. The young man's words not only stimulated Wu Dezi, but also made more people think that this kid had the meaning of scolding Huai.
"What the hell, what a big clove of garlic. ā
"It's just that in the entire Darkmoon Dungeon, who has more vampire money. ā
"Tsk, look at this skin, it is estimated that it is not exposed by the masters, I don't know which showed it. ā
"Haha, that makes sense. ā
The young man was very annoyed by what Wu Dezi and the others said, he was indeed the first time to come to the Dark Moon Dungeon, he had just arrived today, and he didn't know Wu Dezi. Put away the fan, and was just about to let his entourage teach these people who don't know the height of the sky to teach some lessons, but they were frightened by Pusheng's actions, to be precise, by the storage card in Pusheng's hand.
The storage card in Pusheng's hand was only a silver crystal card, but there were as many as 150,000 silver crystal coins on it.
Pusheng didn't argue like Wu Dezi, he just took out the silver crystal card, and facts speak louder than words. No matter how much you say, it's better to just take out the silver crystal card and use the numbers on it to blind the other party's dog eyes.
The young man looked at the silver crystal card, his face was red and white, and he wanted to say something, but tragically found that the silver crystal coin on his body was only a fraction of others, or a fraction of a thousand.
Wu Dezi looked at the speechless young man, patted Pu Sheng's shoulder, and said happily: "Yes, yes, the way you slap your face has improved a lot, and it is quite my style back then." ā
Pu Sheng ignored Wu Dezi, directly traded the past twenty silver crystal coins, and walked in the door.
Wu Dezi glanced at the young man, and happily twisted his ass to keep up with Pu Sheng's pace.
The two followed the guidance, and from time to time they were reminded by the service staff and came to the underground fighting arena of Sanxin Commercial Bank.
The arena is a circular area, about thirty square meters, all made of special alloys, enough to withstand all the fierce battles of level seven and below. The ground on the field, as well as the masts and cables around it, were all dried dark black blood stains, indicating the fierce and bloody game above.
In the dungeon of the Wilderness, no matter what grievances there are between private individuals, they are not allowed to fight privately in the dungeon. If you want to solve the contradiction between the two sides, you can only do it on the ground or in the fighting arena of Sanxin Commercial Bank.
Moreover, the fighting arena of Sanxin Commercial Bank holds some bloody fights from time to time for big shots to play. Among them are not only duels between humans, but also various dark races. It is said that the strongest one is the two dark races whose strength has reached the third level of the earl. Although it is only a third-level earl, it definitely belongs to the top powerhouse among human beings, which can be seen from the pattern of Sanxin Commercial Bank.
The three sides of the arena are densely packed with seats, and the seats are very simple, just made of stone and polished to a little smoother. The seats were so cramped that only one person could barely sit down.
On the other hand, there are boxes for those who have status among the wilderness people. Although the space inside is not large, it has a good view, and there are some leather sofas inside, as well as various foods, fruits and special services. Compared with the treatment outside, it can really be described as a heaven and an underground.
This time, not only the Darkmoon Dungeon but also the wilderness people from other dungeons came, and the young man I met at the gate just now was one of the alien wilderness people.
Although Pusheng and Wu Dezi were rich, they were new to the city, and they were not taken into account by Sanxin Commercial Bank at all, so they could only sit in their seats. Of course, the wealth of the two is even more than that of those real big people.
When the two found their seats and sat down, they found that there were many people who had arrived much earlier than themselves.
After the two sat down, soon the seats were all full, and there were even latecomers who could only stand aggrievedly. Even if he was standing, he didn't dare to make trouble. Those who dare to make trouble in Sanxin Commercial Bank will be his death day today in the coming year.
Wu Dezi roughly counted the number of people, and whispered to Pusheng: "I'll just say, how could Sanxin Commercial Bank be so kind to take out three hundred gold crystals as a reward." There are 5,000 people seated and standing at the scene, and that's not counting the boxes. This time, Sanxin Commercial Bank is making a lot of money again. ā
Looking at the look of envy in Wu Dezi's eyes, Pu Sheng shook his head and didn't say anything.
The two of them relied on the profiteering dog skin plaster for several months to accumulate hundreds of thousands of silver crystal coins, but the Sanxin Commercial Bank, just one night, directly obtained more than all their belongings, no wonder Wu Dezi was jealous.
However, this time, Pusheng didn't have any other thoughts, just wanted to see the sniper rifle called Divine Strike. If it were possible, it would be better to get acquainted with Zao Wou-Ki.