Chapter 1275: A True Strength Like My Huang Dashan
The people who happened thought about it, but finally didn't have the courage to disturb Boss Lin to take a bath and Sikong Gongzi to surf.
You can never imagine how obsessed a person who has not successfully bathed for more than half a year will be with water, and how much more obsessive he will be to a person who has never done all kinds of strenuous exercises in his life, including flushing.
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Besides, one of these two has superpowers and the other has superpowers.
The negotiation criteria between Uncle Warlock and them were actually discussed by Sikong and Boss Lin together, and their hearts were black enough, and they could catch the sore feet of some people.
At least the warlock himself couldn't think of so many ways, so he didn't change a word and had a showdown with the higher-ups.
And then...
Naturally, it was unanimously abstained when no one was willing to stand up and unequivocally oppose it...
You take a look at the special training time that delayed the Xiaobawang server for a day and a night, just for such a few places, I said it earlier, I thought it was a big deal~
(Ganli Niang is alive and damn alive, Lao Tzu doesn't care, who the loves to ask for a quota to discuss with this unlucky ghost in person!) )
Mingguang's high-level management generally calls this a "trivial bad thing", Mingguang needs to develop strongly, and naturally it will inevitably be held hostage by some families and forces...
Well, it can't be considered coercion.
You can call it a treacherous affair, or a mutual benefit, or whatever you want.
Mingguang's high-level pondered for a while, and said: But now there is a situation, you see, Uncle Lin Chou Sikong Warlock is not happy, everyone has made great contributions to Mingguang, so you don't blame us for being too lazy to care about your rotten things~
You big families and big forces want money, rich people, and some people want power and power, that unlucky ghost part-time poor ghost must be very happy to deal with you~
No matter how those big families who are bent on cutting the queue grit their teeth behind their backs, they can't turn their faces against Mingguang's high-level for such a trivial matter - in fact, they don't have the guts, think about how Mingguang treats those families who are only willing to pay but don't pay (can't take out high-level evolutionaries) when the beast tide and corpse tide are high, just be a target!
Not only that, but the big family also had to thank the Mingguang high-level for "trying their best to talk about it" with a smile on their faces, and then face the warlock uncle with a full head of wheat skin.
In just one day, Uncle Warlock received representatives of 16 big families, some of them were business geniuses of the younger generation, and some were middle-aged evolutionaries whose strength had reached the fifth order...
These people are not to mention calling for wind and rain in the base city, and they are highly respected wherever they go, but when they face the warlocks, they are really delicate and helpless...
It's so scary!
Could I have just sat on the chair in his room, could there be something strange? Where is the nearest temple in Myeongguang? Is there an old monk with a beard in it? Who knows a shaman who can dance the great god to ward off evil spirits?
"I have a voodoo spice bag that can transfer all your bad luck to another person, and it's very easy to do, throw this spice bag on the other person and complete all the steps - of course, here is the suggestion that the person is an enemy or an opponent."
"It's coming, it's coming! I want it! Please tell me how much money it will cost to bring home this magical spice pack that you personally produced, Uncle Warlock? ”
"Don't mention it if you don't have money, Ben Warlock..."
"50,000 circulation points! No! 100,000! Less is less, don't mind... However, can you issue an invoice..."
16 people went back to their homes with 16 spice packets with sad faces, thinking about how to find a reason to reimburse their families.
Lin Chou and Sikong walked out from behind refreshed, looking at the table full of gifts,
"Yo, it looks like the harvest is not bad?"
Uncle Warlock respectfully invited the grandfather to sit down on the chair as if he were a grandfather.
"God, you guys are just gods, hahaha, it's so cool, raise your eyebrows, Uncle Warlock, I never thought that someone would rush to give me gifts and go through the back door, you said to exchange these things for all kinds of experimental materials, do I have to use a stainless steel basin to deceive fools for several years to get so much ang..."
The mouth is not neat, which shows how excited the warlock uncle is in his heart.
Sikong absentmindedly fiddled with the gorgeous and festive gifts on the table,
"Hmm, the top suit of the Bitter Tree Hall? The third-order demon plant essence with a purity of more than 99.8% has this pure color, oh or a deep-sea plant, this value is relatively high, what is this, petrified wood fossils? What bullshit..."
"These things can't be exchanged for many circulation points, but they can be regarded as doing their best, and they have everything to eat, all of which are things that small families with a little spare money in their hands like, pretending to be decent and decent, thinking about it is very thoughtful, although these big families are all above the top, but when they really put down their bodies and want to please others, ordinary people are really not their opponents."
"To put it bluntly, it's a high-level licking dog?" Huang Dashan took out a piece of dried meat from it and put it in his mouth and chewed it, "Tsk! ”
Sikong frowned,
"I'm curious, Master Shan, why does the language you summarize always hurt people and hurt the idea?"
"Quack," the mountain master began to chew on the bones, "maybe this is the talent, the kind of talent that can't be forced." ”
"I'm not praising you!"
"Ang, isn't this just praising me?"
Looking at that triumphant face, Sikong couldn't figure out where the pulse of the mountain master was-the weakness of this product is really only the waist? I want to get him right now!
Lin Chou asked with interest,
"Master Shan, how do you feel inside?"
Boss Lin patronized and felt the most wonderful things in this world, and seemed to have ignored some things that should have been the main meaning.
Huang Dashan scratched his head inexplicably,
"It feels good, and the hot spring is like the real thing."
"I mean, the strength is improved or something."
"There is no reaction at all, should I react?"
"Of course," said the warlock, "there is no limit to the use of all kinds of awakening abilities when you are always at full, and a fool who repeats something a thousand times or ten thousand times will become a genius, otherwise why do you think these evolutionaries are so keen on the server?" ”
"Oh," said the mountain master, grinning his teeth, "I might as well pour a few more sips of wine with that effort, that thing will help me more." ”
Sikong scoffed,
"Uncle Warlock bothered, if you want me to say that you are just lighting a lamp for the blind to see, just this goods, heh~"
The mountain lord is not happy,
"What do you mean? What do you mean? Only weak chickens need to be exercised, and the real strong rely on fucking talent! ”
No one paid any attention to him.
Yes yes yes, you are right, and you are certainly not an average strong person, because you rely on a big waist.