After a while.

Li Jingyu relented and said:

"How much is per kilogram, if it's 300,000 per kilogram, we can't pay at all."

He stared at Wen Qing deadly, but Lin Tian's shadow kept appearing in his mind.

Killed ten kings, tens of millions of clan alliance troops.

It's really perverted.

Did he go to restock?

How could he be so able to kill?

Now it's okay, the Alliance of All Races and the Terrans are completely in trouble.

But it doesn't matter, because that's three million kilograms of bone gold.

With some savings, the entire military department will not have to worry about the next 15 months.

"Commander Liu said that the price of bone gold was provoked by Lin Tian, and if it was bought at ten times the price, Lin Tian would not have that face.

However, Lin Tian is an emperor-level Tianjiao of the military and martial arts, and he has obtained ten times the emperor-level resources, and Commander Liu said that he can't give it openly, but he can give it secretly.

So, 40,000 per kilogram is good. ”

Wen Qing's voice fell, and Li Jingyu's face instantly turned even redder.

"Good, good, good!!"

He let out a low roar, and at this moment, the previous depression in his heart instantly dissipated.

Then he stood up and looked at Wen Qingdao:

"Isn't he only level five, if I remember correctly, the kings of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance are all great grandmasters, how can he be so ......"

Wen Qing paused and continued:

"What you said is not complete, let me tell you, he was still promoted to the fifth level yesterday, he went to Tibia Mountain last night, and when he came back in the early morning, he had already obtained so many supplies.

Moreover, the legions of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance are all sixth-level grandmasters, and the deacon is the sixth-level peak. ”

Be quiet.

The office fell silent again.

Bang Bang Bang ......

It seems that someone suddenly began to whip Li Jingyu's head again.

Smack.

Li Jingyu, who had just stood up, sat back on the sofa again.

Constantly kneading his temples, Li Jing felt that he couldn't breathe at the moment.

"Is there a video?"

Li Jingyu looked at Wen Qing with a hideous face.

He wanted to get the video of Lin Tian vs. the shin world, and put it in front of his apprentice ruthlessly.

Then he roared: Look at it, this is the young commander supported by your master.

Thinking of this, Li Jingyu looked at Wen Qing expectantly.

"You're not talking nonsense?

How could Lin Tian take his mobile phone again and again and enter the tibia world again? ”

Wen Qing smiled, then nodded and said:

"However, the news will definitely be transmitted back to the Terrans, and the video materials must also be available, so we must ask for time."

"Hmm!"

Li Jingyu nodded heavily, and he smiled.

The most important thing in the whole story is not the three million kilograms of bone gold, but Lin Tian's combat power.

A person who is willing to fight like this in the tibia world, a person who is so amazing and beautiful.

Now, the Riding Wind Martial Saint wants to compete for the position of the opponent's young commander, and his apprentice Lai Ruilin wants to take the opportunity to take the position.

Amusing!

It's ridiculous!

What are they fighting for?

How big are their faces?

"40,000 per kilogram, that is, 120 billion, I'll go to the finance department."

Li Jingyu let out a low roar and hurriedly got up.

I rushed out of my office and saw the charter squatting at the door of the office and smoking a cigarette.

"Dude." The charter doesn't know anything about what's going on in the office, and it's still a bitter look at this time.

Li Jingyu looked at the charter at this moment, pursed his lips, and blurted out:

"Wait for me, I'll buy you oranges.

No, I'll get you the bone! ”

The charter was stunned and stunned, looking at Li Jingyu's back flying away, his heart was bitter.

"My brother is so good, his position is gone, and he is still working for his younger brother."

He was completely moved, and shed two lines of tears.

…………

Meanwhile.

"Lao Liu, what if Jiang Daoheng really recognizes the master?"

Demon family, in a villa, Chen Guanbiao flashed his bald head, and said a little anxiously.

Liu Zihua squinted his eyes, at this moment, on the tibia mountain, Jiang Daoheng was not in a hurry, and had already climbed to the mountainside.

His sudden appearance in front of the entire human race shocked the world not a little bit.

"I'm wondering, when did he have the two SS-class artistic conceptions?"

Liu Zihua squinted his eyes, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Perhaps, it was hit by Lin Tian and awakened?" Chen Guanbiao let out a deep voice.

"Is that so?" Liu Zihua twisted his chin lightly and said lightly:

"However, it doesn't matter, Lin Tian's extreme realm and battle realm are already SSS level, if Jiang Daoheng can recognize the master, Lin Tian can recognize it again."

Tibia Mountain doesn't have much loyalty.

The simple introduction is, who is good with whom.

Lin Tianshuang's artistic conception is SSS-level, and Tibia Mountain will definitely choose Lin Tian.

The idea of the Riding Wind Martial Saint is very good.

Lin Tian is the first layer, the Martial Arts Department is the second layer, and he is on the third layer.

Stepping on the shoulders of Lin Tian and the Martial Arts Department.

But as everyone knows, Lin Tian's first layer is actually very high.

At the same time, Liu Zihua's eyes narrowed and he looked at the group of people below the villa area.

"Why are they here?" Chen Guanbiao frowned, and a hint of foreboding appeared in his heart.

"It's okay to come, let's clean up together." Liu Zihua spoke indifferently, and coldness appeared in his eyes.

Meanwhile.

Beside Liu Zihua, there was suddenly a little more daylight, and the Martial Saint of the Wind appeared.

"Meet the Martial Saint."

Chen Guanbiao hurriedly saluted.

"Well, you step back first, I have something to say with Uncle Zihua." Chengfeng Wusheng glanced at Chen Guanbiao lightly.

Chen Guanbiao's complexion changed slightly, and he left immediately.

"That's it, your backhand?" Liu Zihua looked at the figures in military uniforms below the villa.

They are being interviewed by reporters at the moment.

"It's not a hindsight." The Riding Wind Martial Saint laughed lightly.

Among the figures in military uniforms, there was a woman who was Li Jingyu's apprentice Lai Ruilin.

"Actually, Uncle Zihua, I never knew what role the Fire Stealing Martial Saint played, so I didn't dare to come in person at first."

The Martial Saint of the Wind looked at Jiang Daoheng, who was constantly climbing the mountain, and said:

"But during this time, I found that the Fire Thief Martial Saint had pulled himself out of this battle, and when I visited him a few days ago, he didn't say anything.

So I think I still have a chance, because the god of war only cares about who is better. ”

Liu Zihua raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the Martial Saint Dao:

"Hasn't it already happened, Lin Tian won."

Riding the Wind Martial Saint smiled lightly:

"It's a win, but with [Splitting Sky] to win, under the sudden impact of mental power, Xiao Jiang can't react at all.

He beheaded Xiao Jiang tens of thousands, and Xiao Jiang was alive like him, this is the problem! ”

Chengfeng Wusheng looked at Liu Zihua and said:

"Everyone has seen it, if there is no [Split Sky], Xiao Jiang will not be careless in Jingzhou."

"That's what you think." Liu Zihua sighed lightly.

"Well, during this time, the Candle Ming Holy Body has been constantly honing the resistance of spiritual power, and Xiao Jiang has also refined the emperor-level elixir and completely reached the peak of the fifth level."

The Martial Saint of Riding the Wind smiled:

"He's not going to lose again."

At this moment, Jiang Daoheng has reached the top.