MMORPG: Martial Gamer Chapter 707: Desperate classmate Wang Yu

Don't shoot the captain, just take someone away with your foot, Quanzhen's eyes are all staring at Wuji.

Wuji waved his hands and said: "After disbanding and disbanding, all go to free activities and stare at me!"

"Don't..." Ming Du jumped over and grabbed Wuji's neck: "Did you overlook something?"

"What?" Wuji asked knowingly.

"Nonsense, how do you divide 200,000?" everyone said in unison.

Two hundred thousand gold eh, such a large amount, even for the wealthy players of Quanzhen Teaching, it is difficult to see them on weekdays, how can they be swept away by Wuji alone.

"Part of your sister!" Wuji said, "Didn't I give you money?"

"Fart, when did you give it?" everyone scolded.

Wuji said: "Before this, one person was ten thousand, you all forgot?"

"Ten thousand per person?" Ming Du said in a daze: "Fuck, didn't you say you would take it back?"

Wuji nodded and said: "Yes, you have to take it back... but you **** character, if you don’t get a few layers of oil and water, it’s not you, so now I just give the 100,000 in my hand That’s it for girls, so save trouble..."

"...Your uncle..."

Listening to Wuji's words, Ji Ao was depressed at the time: "Fuck, I would save some flowers if I knew I had already..."

Although the others did not speak, the expressions on their faces are exactly the same as those on their faces. Even Bao San and Yang Na, the two most honest people, smile a little embarrassed...

These guys are really brazen. I heard Wuji say that the remaining money has to be recovered, so they don’t know how to control the money...

Jiou, a shameless person, even bought a lot of other props to fill his own pockets... Wuji was like this, and Nima spent all her own money...

"How much money do you have?" Ming Du poked Jiao and asked.

"Six thousand..." With pride and tears, at the price of the main city speaker, he can spend four thousand gold in half a day, which shows that this grandson has the potential to be a prodigal son.

"Oh...you trash..." Mingdu sighed.

"Then how much do you have left?" Ji Ao asked Mingdu.

"Three thousand...I also bought a dress for a girl I like." Mingdu cried more sadly than Jiao.

"Fuck your uncle, that's it!" In contrast, Jiao felt much better.

"It's okay, I'm going to send money to the girls..." Wuji said.

At this time, Chunxiang said: "No, we just divided up one hundred thousand, and there are one hundred thousand?"

"I knew you would ask that."

Wuji took out one hundred thousand gold as he said, divided forty thousand and threw it to the famous Kendo Snow, then took out another ten thousand and put it away by herself, and finally there was fifty thousand left on the table.

"Do you see that, 40,000 yuan is used for guild construction, and 10,000 yuan is mine!" Wuji said while dividing the money.

"What about these fifty thousand? Converted into RMB, how about traveling abroad at public expense?" Chun Xiang suggested.

"Okay, okay, I agree!" Everyone agreed.

It seems that these guys all want to get back the lost money and try to minimize the loss.

"Cut, think beautiful!" Wuji despised everyone and said: "It's not yours! This is the old cow!"

"Um..."

I heard that the fifty thousand belonged to Wang Yu, and everyone immediately closed their mouths.

The reason why Quanzhen Sect's Sword Finger Sky can win so cleanly, in addition to Wuji's psychological tactics, is more due to Wang Yu's strength suppression.

If it were not for Wang Yu to have a head-on with thousands of troops and horses, Sword Finger Sky would never compromise with a guild of more than a dozen people. Even if Quanzhen Sect could bring down Sword Finger Sky, it would still fight The price paid was absolutely heavy, just like dragging Sanshazhuang back then.

It was Wang Yu, single-handedly alone, severely frustrating the confidence of the entire guild of Jian Zhiqiong, so that they completely fell apart... Let alone take 50,000, even if it is 100,000, it is estimated that no one will have opinion.

After all, these unruly masters are absolutely convinced by Wang Yu.

Seeing that everyone didn’t speak any more, Wuji said, “The old cow’s weapons are of the level of artifacts. They are basically priceless. I have a rough estimate. Twenty thousand gold will be the base... In fact, he is better than you. Take 20,000 more, you won’t be convinced."

"No, no..." Everyone shook their heads, secretly wondering when Wuji will learn to be considerate of others.

As a result, Wuji's next sentence angered everyone.

"It doesn't matter if you are not convinced, anyway, I just ask, if you are not convinced, go to the old cow..." Wuji provocatively said.

"Your uncle..." Everyone pointed their middle finger.

"Silly Cha Wuji, why doesn't Lao Niu's weapon money let his sword point out of the sky?" Ji Ao asked.

"Kid!" Wuji smiled and said: "Do you know what to say is the opposite? Two hundred thousand gold is the bottom line of the sky, and if you force him, he will jump the wall in a hurry."

It’s not bad for the captain to shoot, but the rich are stupid. Two hundred thousand gold is not a small amount. It’s enough for the captain not to shoot for another place to get a vote.

If you really don't shoot the captain in a hurry~IndoMTL.com~ If you change the main city to another district, Quanzhen Sect will not have the idle time to play cross-city chase.

Wuji is like this. Every bid is just right. It makes people feel distressed, but it doesn't make people feel desperate. The bottom line is that you can’t touch it.

"So that's it!" Ji Ao touched his chin and said: "I will send him the money from Uncle Niu."

"You? Why?"

Ji Ao laughed and said: "Hey, Uncle Niu is more magnificent than you. Wouldn't it be nice if you give me an errand for 8,000 yuan?"

"Tsk tusk, really shameless..." Ming Du gave Jiao a look with contempt: "I'm going to send it there, I am upright, not greedy for running errands."

"My personal relationship with Xian Tie Niu is very close..."

"Go away, can you take your turn if you have this good thing?" Wuji flipped through and put the money bag into the bag.

Out of the tavern, Wuji walked along Central Street and quickly came to the door of the blacksmith shop. He saw Wang Yu who was pleading NPC with two short sticks in his belt behind him.

"Uncle Simba, if we have a relationship, you can think of a way." Wang Yu stood at the door of the blacksmith's shop and talked with Simba with gold coins in his left hand and wine.

"I can't help you with this. If you do this, I can quit drinking..." Simba was really annoyed by Wang Yu, otherwise the old drunkard could easily say quit drinking.

Wang Yu's expression was also very desperate. Originally, Wang Yu was just looking for a way to repair the weapon, so he came to the forge to find the craftsman Simba. After all, this old man is the most powerful NPC that Wang Yu knows. blacksmith.

Who knows if Simba has taken the wrong medicine, he said he can't get it.

Be aware that in normal times, these smart NPCs are open to money, and it is absolutely good to spend money, but Wang Yu has exhausted all his skills and even took out Simba’s favorite wine. But this old thing still doesn't let go.