Chapter 107: The Battle of the Horned Sheep Beasts

Wang Qiang looked at the information screen of the ghost market, and the price of the horned sheep beast rose from 10,000 to 30,000. A shopkeeper in the ghost market came to Wang Qiang's side and said: "This is a certificate of mortgage on the right to use the town guard mansion and the Barbarian Divine Medicine Hall for 3,000 years, and all the fierce beasts, including the three five-grade fierce beasts, totaling 430 billion. ”

"First collect five million horned sheep ** easy vouchers, and the price is less than 100,000 yuan. Wang Qiang said.

The price of horned sheep beasts on the big screen, thirty-one, thirty-three, thirty-five, forty-thousand...

From an hour to seventy-eight, there are still people who are buying together, and Wang Qiang found that there are at least three forces above the horned beasts.

Wang Qiang sent a jade letter to the elf Murong Bowen, "The price of horned sheep beasts has risen so fast recently,"

A message popped up: I don't know that bastard, I'm receiving.

"How about smashing to 50,000"

"Between forty-five and fifty-five thousand, collect 10 million. ”

"Good"

The price of the big-screen horned sheep beast dived by 70,000, 65,000, 60,000, 58,000, and 53,000. Fifty thousand, forty-nine thousand.

Wang Qiang only kept two million copies, and three million of them were smashed, so he didn't lose his capital.

Suddenly, I found that the price of horned sheepskin climbed by 58,000, 60,000, 65,000,

Send a message to the elf Murong Bowen, "What are you doing?"

"The Simon family is collecting enough, grabbing, and the news may leak. ”

Wang Qiang entered another 100,000 and 3 million tickets. The price jumped to 80,000 at once, and rushed over 110,000 in one go, and Wang Qiang only traded 2 million tickets at an average price, nine yuan and five. Why don't you sell another 150,000 for 1 million?

Then the price reached 140,000, 150,000, 210,000, and the ghost market was boiling. On the big screen

400,000,500,000,...

A four-grade immortal medicine is 200,000 pieces, and the horned sheepskin can cut 300 immortal stickers, and a 10,000 piece is 3 million, and there is still room for growth.

A month later, it was Wang Qiang who threw away all of them, earning a total of 9 trillion yuan, excluding 500 billion yuan in debts plus interest, and a total of 8.5 trillion yuan. It's faster than a robbery.

sent a jade letter to the elf Murong Bowen, "Even my brother is cheating."

"Hehe, I'm afraid you'll ruin the game. What is there to be dissatisfied with your income of eighty-five thousand? ”

"yes, it's drizzle with you, no less than a hundred. ”

"Not so many ninety-eight hahaha"

"Sample"

"To each other"

Wang Qiang looked at Yuxin, the black-hearted elf's little white face.

A belly of evil fire, to consume. Buying a five-grade immortal beast Ice Abyss Snow Wolf Beast, five tens of billions of consumption, one hundred million at a time is too expensive, and the Blood Wolf Beast is also considered to be in trouble and suffering, and buy one for him at one time.

There are 300 100 100000000 fifth-grade immortal swords and 300 sets of fifth-grade immortal armor.

Buy another twenty fifth-grade immortal beasts. Five thousand sets of four-grade immortal armor immortal swords. Twenty million pieces of four-grade peak immortal armor, and thirty million one-piece four-grade peak immortal swords. 5,000 new repeating crossbows. 10,000 blast guns. All armed to the teeth for the brothers. There are still hundreds of billions left, and the crazy procurement has made the ghost market boiling, and the ghost market shopkeeper gave Wang Qiang 10 billion dark red this month.

Since then, a group of Sao Bao Zhen soldiers have taken turns to patrol on five-grade fierce beasts every day, and every time they drink flower wine, they wear that set of four-grade peak immortal armor fairy sword. aroused a piece of admiration from Xianmei, and throwing embraces abounded.

At the headquarters of the Killier Assassination Mission, "the head of the regiment, Flamenco is dead," said a man in black,

"Who killed my brother," said a man in black sitting on a high platform.

"The flamenco lord was killed near the town of Guigu, and the dragon beast of Ragat was guarding the town of Guigu. The man in black said.

"Let the wind go, and the fire assassination brigade will go with me. Tune in ten Lagat dragon beasts and wash the town of Guigu in blood. The man in black said.