Chapter 330: Super Fierce

"Fart! How can you talk to your ancestors and me? Bai Jingyong subconsciously answered, "Don't think that if you are expensive, I will look down on you." ”

The gold-worshipping clown sneered, "Do you need to look high? If you lose 100 million, you can't reflect on it, and you might as well be an anchor who sells beads on Douyin. People say that I spoil you, and I will grab a large handful of beads and put them in my pocket. You opened your mouth to me, your ancestor, what did you leave me with something valuable? ”

The words of the gold-worshipping clown were fast and sharp, and Bai Jingyong was rarely scolded and had nothing to say.

But the key is that he really can't do anything about the gold clown in his current state, and he can't wait to beat the gold clown directly.

But it is clear that the money-worshipping clown is also in this mind.

When the two armies face each other, whoever shows a flaw first loses.

Therefore, none of these two people let go, and no one refused to do it first, and they stopped for a while.

The gold-worshipping clown was still vigilant, looking at the legendary ancestor of the Bai family without a trace. He always felt that Bai Jingyong was completely different from the Bai family's records.

It is true that at first glance it looks like a dog, but as soon as you open your mouth, you know that it is also garbage. What a Confucian merchant, what is extremely smart, what is admired by thousands of people, it looks even more fake than the photos taken by this goods.

The gold-worshipping clown dares to pack a ticket, Bai Jingyong's cliff can't be a crack bit, this person went to this station, and he didn't take out his weapons, and the gold-worshipping clown knew that he, like himself, was the main attacker!

Big garbage liar! Even the family history has been tampered with. The money-worshipping clown is very disgusted. But what disgusted him even more was Bai Jingyong's price.

In the appraisal career of the money-worshipping clown, it is not that he has never encountered a negative price, but it is really the first time he has encountered it when it has reached 100 million.

And this product obviously has its own thinking ability, and there is no obstacle to communicating with people. The money-worshipping clown is now a little unsure whether he is in the state of a god's legacy or a strange story.

If it's weird, the price of minus 100 million may mean that the containment rules of this product must be filled by money.

But if he's not a weird story but a god's legacy, it's even worse! Because this kind of god inheritance with a negative price is generally used at a cost.

Negative 100 million is equivalent to saying that this product is used and costs money like running water, and there is no upper limit at all.

The face of the gold-worshipping clown suddenly sank, and his eyes became much more dangerous.

But this ancestor of the Bai family was obviously in a very unhappy mood, originally he thought that the gold-worshipping clown was silent for a long time thinking about how to apologize to him, but it turned out that the gold-worshipping clown not only did not mean to apologize, but instead raised the sickle.

The key is that next to him, there is also a young man who poked out, compared to Bai Jingyong, this young man is like a snake without bones, as soon as he appeared, he hung crookedly on Bai Jingyong's body.

It is estimated that this person has not seen a living person for 800 years, so he was a little excited when he saw the money-worshipping clown.

After taking a closer look at his appearance, the smile on his face became more sincere, "Our Bai family? ”

Bai Jingyong snorted coldly, and he should acquiesce.

The young man tugged at his ear, "It's A-level at such a young age, why aren't you happy?" ”

"Kid, come~ I'll see you." As soon as the young man's words fell, the people had already arrived at the side of the money-worshipping clown.

When he was standing, he looked like a snake, and the movement that came out was exactly the same as that of a snake, and the most surprising thing was that his lower body was really a snake tail.

However, before he could get closer, the scythe of the gold worship clown had already fallen, and the tip of the knife went deep into the ground, just stuck the young man's tail between the blade of the scythe and the ground.

"! It's fierce! The young man stopped for a moment, but it was close enough. As if he didn't care about the offense of the gold clown to him at all, the young man raised his hand, compared the height of the gold worship clown with himself, and then turned his head to Bai Jingyong and said, "Brother, two hundred years have passed, hasn't the Bai family grown up?" I called Baiyao to make my child taller when I gave birth. ”

The gold-worshipping clown was originally relatively calm, but he was suspicious of the identities of these two people, but this young man's words made him irritable.

What do you mean to be so short after 200 years? Bai Jingyong's genes are not good, can you blame him?

"Hehe, it's rotten at the roots, what's the use of expecting juniors?" The money-worshipping clown suddenly became angry, and he did it directly, not wanting to talk to them for a word.

The young man was startled, and quickly retreated behind Bai Jingyong, still muttering in his mouth, "It's so fierce, it's so fierce, the current cubs are not cute at all." ”

"I've been waiting for two hundred years."

At the same time, Bai Jingyong, who had been waiting for the money worship clown to apologize, but didn't wait for anything, finally couldn't help it. He casually threw his blazer on the ground and unbuttoned the sleeves of his shirt.

However, he was not ready, and the attack of the money-worshipping clown had already arrived.

"Do you know how to respect the old and love the young?"

The money-worshipping clown didn't say a word, he just thought he was a fool. What about war, what kind of nonsense! If 630 million moves faster, he'll have to call Daddy.

Compared with talking to the ancestors, the money-worshipping clown wants to be a father more.

Bai Jingyong was forced by him to take a step back, and pulled out a heavy sword from his side in embarrassment, blocking the scythe of the money-worshipping clown.

Not a god's legacy, but indestructible.

The gold-worshipping clown was a little surprised, the scythe in his hand could even cut a gap in the realm of [disaster-level] strange talks, but it was blocked by an ordinary heavy sword.

The point is that this Bai Jingyong said that he was a businessman, but his fighting skills were very good. It can even be compared to Zhou Yi.

Not only that, from the moment the two of them fought, the money-worshipping clown could feel that there were more and more people peeping at them around.

Unlike the painted golems in the original corridor, these people are very similar to living people, not only are they physical, they have magnetic fields, and the gold worshippers can even hear them whispering discussions.

"This little ghost of the Bai family is really good!"

"Damn, I'm going to be pretended by the boss again."

"Anyway, where is my descendant? Didn't you even come in together? ”

"I'm annoyed, don't talk, the one from my family is the real unscrupulous descendant."

These people are really noisy, and their magnetic field has obviously affected the capture of Bai Jingyong's actions by the money worship clown.

Once again, the blades collided, and the gold-worshipping clown took a step back and looked at Bai Jingyong vigilantly.

Bai Jingyong raised his eyebrows, "Is the Bai family lonely?" Has no one taught you how to use your abilities? ”

The gold-worshipping clown subconsciously wanted to refute, but immediately after, Bai Jingyong's attack appeared in front of him again.

The gold-worshipping clown deftly dodged and opened the field at the same time.

However, Bai Jingyong was not affected at all, and even at the moment when the money-worshipping clown retreated, the heavy sword between his hands turned into a pistol out of thin air.

With a gunshot, the pistol in Bai Jingyong's hand naturally switched to the form of a heavy sword.

And the gold-worshipping clown was about a meter away from Bai Jingyong and covered his shoulder.

Through the wound, the gun in Bai Jingyong's hand was not an ordinary gun, but a gun that could penetrate the magnetic field protection of the differentiator.

"Oh, the boss is angry, won't it be too ruthless?"

"Beating him shows that you value him. The last one came with the little twelve, and the boss didn't show up, hey, the little twelve was in a hurry, but the boss didn't even look at it. ”

"But it can't be contained! After all, if you can't win, you can't fight. I won't have to wait another 200 years! ”

"Woo woo, I've really had enough of going to jail, I just want to go out and see."

"I'm annoyed!" The gold-worshipping clown let out a low startle and put the hand on his shoulder. Holding a scythe in one hand, the gold-worshipping clown could feel Shi Que's inquiry through the "Strange Tale Gossip Weekly".

"It's okay, do yours. After two hundred years of death, he can't beat me! After the gold-worshipping clown finished speaking, he once again talked to the clown monster in his body and was 100% integrated.

Fang is the one who underestimated the enemy.

At this time, in the corridor on the other side, Shi Que was standing in a place similar to a storage room.

The gunshots that rang out on the side of the gold-worshipping clown just now made him very concerned, even though the gold-worshipping clown had already said that it didn't matter, Shi Que still had a lot of doubts in his heart.

According to some of the memory fragments displayed in this strange story, there is no such thing as a gun in this field.

If there is, then there are only two possibilities left.

One is that other people who have entered this field before have carried guns, such as the sons of the family who were caught as paints. But it's all a bunch of waste, and even if they go together, they won't even have a chance to get close. Not to mention shooting in front of a money-worshipping clown.

Then there is only one other possibility, which is that the money-worshipping clown meets another set of strange stories or divine legacies.

When Bai Jingyong's group came in, they were wearing police uniforms. They must have guns.

The differentiator before the cataclysm, Shi Que was a little worried.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a slight magnetic field fluctuation next to him.

"Strange Tales and Gossip Weekly" is about to move. Shi Que motioned for him to calm down.

Immediately after, a dagger was pressed against Shi Qi's back.

A strong smell of blood came from behind Shi Qi, and then a strange but very familiar voice said to him in Shi Qi's ear, "Ah Shi, long time no see." ”

Shi Que was slightly stunned, "Squad leader? ”

But in the next second, Shi Que felt the magnetic field reaction from the person behind him, "Bai Jingchen? ”

"Yes! It's all me. "Simply not pretending, Bai Jingchen's dagger never left Shi Que's body, he walked from behind Shi Que to Shi Que's body, and his white and bloodless face was directly exposed in front of Shi Que.

However, unlike the teenager who always looked at Shi Que gently, persuaded him to participate in class activities, and would shout at Shi Que to play ball with him in physical education class, Bai Jingchen at this moment looked at Shi Que's eyes full of jealousy and hatred.

His dagger landed on Shi Que's throat, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Why?" Why have I been a licking dog behind you for three years, but you'd rather be friends with a monster like Bai Shou than accept me? ”

"Shi Que, I'll give you one last chance, cooperate with me, kill Bai Shou, I can help you live."!

(End of chapter)