Monarch of Evernight: Seventy-eight Certificates of Voting

bsp;This training room is the most valuable house in the martial arts hall. Now the entire wall has been destroyed by Qianye's punch. Such a big movement has already alarmed most of the martial arts hall. They didn't know what had happened at this time, but whether it was the guests practicing Cha Qi or the facilities in the room malfunctioning, it was a big trouble.

As soon as several martial arts disciples entered the door, they were stunned. They actually saw the scenery of the back garden, and for a moment they thought they were hallucinating.

This scene is difficult to explain. Qianye simply took out a half-foot-square black crystal, put it directly into the hands of a martial arts disciple, said "This is compensation", and left in a hurry.

The whole uncut original black crystal was more than enough to fill this training room. Before those disciples recovered from the shock, they forgot to stop Qianye from leaving.

It’s just that the disciple holding Sombra was suddenly confused. The guest didn’t seem to have a backpack. Where did such a big box come from? He looked at the things in his arms and then at the colorful back garden in front of him, feeling that his mind was a little unable to move.

Until Qianye walked far away, a female disciple suddenly made a sound and pulled out a thick steel plate from the ruins. There was a big hole in the center of the steel plate, and a layer of broken rubber was stuck to it.

She looked at it several times before saying, "This...is this a steel doll? How did it become like this?"

Several disciples repeatedly identified the steel plate and finally determined that this steel plate was a steel doll used to practice fighting skills. However, the flatness did not appear to be caused by human bombardment, but rather as if it had been repeatedly run over by a group of heavy trucks.

The martial arts disciples looked at the steel plate and then at the training room that was missing a wall. They always felt that their eyesight was a bit unreliable today.

Qianye also didn’t expect that his casual punch would cause such a big noise. Fortunately, he pulled away quickly, otherwise there would be no explanation. After this happened, Qianye no longer felt in the mood to continue shopping and went straight back to the hotel.

When night fell, Wang Youyuan was standing respectfully in front of a middle-aged man.

The man had a clear face, slender eyes, and a rather kind-hearted look. However, Wang Youyuan didn't even dare to take a breath in front of him.

The middle-aged man pondered, tapping the table with his knuckles, and after a moment he slowly said: "I, Zhao Clan, have very strict rules, and you know that."

Wang Youyuan hurriedly bowed and said: "Master Zhao, these rules must be strictly observed within the Zhao family, but if you go outside, you might as well make some changes."

The middle-aged man only snorted, his face pale.

Wang Youyuan bent down lower and his voice became softer, "Look, this is mithril! I know that other things can't be seen by you. Now the city lord... won't always be... from now on... ...I have to rely on you?”

The middle-aged man raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Youyuan, his expression slightly relaxed.

Seeing this, Wang Youyuan hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and said: "Sir, the war is at an urgent time for the family. Handing over materials such as mithril can not only be exchanged for gold coins at the same price, but most importantly, it can be credited! Besides, that kid is worth thirty thousand I took out the gold coins of mithril casually, maybe I still have something on hand."

The middle-aged man was silent and suddenly asked: "Who is that person from?"

“It’s my first time for a foreigner to come to Libin, and I don’t have a guarantor.”

Wang Youyuan didn’t just ask casually when he mentioned guarantee. Generally speaking, for large transactions of more than 10,000 gold coins, unless both parties are long-term business partners who know the details, they will each hire a guarantor. Bartering like this is actually equivalent to two transactions, and it is also to prevent problems with the quality of the goods or receiving stolen goods.

It doesn’t mean that a trading firm with the Zhao Clan’s sign does not dare or cannot collect stolen goods, but that kind of thing cannot be done openly. There is a big difference between formal business and underground transactions. Qianye has been in Yongye Continent for many years and has no experience in this area.

Wang Youyuan chatted with Qianye for a few words and it was clear that he was not a legitimate businessman. It would have been a cash transaction, but what the other party brought out was high-purity solid mithril. This kind of thing in the hands of a hunter must have come from a wrong origin, so in Wang Youyuan's eyes, it is equivalent to a pile of ownerless wealth.

The middle-aged man over there, Zhao Youping, struggled for a moment, and finally nodded slowly and said: "Then go ahead and clean up. I will arrange for someone to watch over you."

Wang Youyuan's face suddenly burst into laughter, and he said repeatedly: "Don't worry, I guarantee that this small matter will be handled properly! Just in time, I heard that Ma Sandao has also arrived in Libin. He is a ruthless person. I have been stuck in front of the general for many years. If I can convince him to take action, then this matter will be a sure thing."

Zhao Youping frowned slightly and said: "Ma San Dao? I heard that this guy raised a group of horse bandits outside the city. He is not an easy guy to get along with. If he gets involved in this matter, I'm afraid it will There's trouble."

Wang Youyuan smiled and said: "I know something about this Ma San Dao. A guy who is quick to see money has some credibility in his work. As long as he gives enough money, everything will be easy. In addition, his nephew is in our trading company With these two relationships, what else can go wrong?"

While Zhao Youping was thinking deeply, Wang Youyuan said again: "Even if he has other ideas, by the time this transaction is completed, you will probably be the city lord. By then, he will just be honest and sensible. If not, then... Don’t blame us for being cruel!”

Zhao Youping nodded slowly and said, "Okay, let's do it. I will mobilize a platoon of city guards to cooperate with you, just in case."

"My lord, just wait for the news!" Wang Youyuan walked out of the study, his steps even more brisk.

A woman's sneer came from the room, "This old boy, although he has a foreign surname, is quite well-behaved. I will send you a certificate of surrender." A good-looking young woman has been standing behind Zhao Youping. Only then did he speak out.

Wang Youyuan rushed over and offered such a thing. Of course, he was not only coveting the dividends after the event was completed. What he did was actually quite risky. It wasn't that there was any trouble in burying a foreigner with no foundation, but if Zhao Youping turned against him, Wang Youyuan would be punished by the Zhao Clan Law Enforcement Hall.

This chief executive of Xinglong Trading Company is famous for his kind-faced appearance and hard-working heart. He didn’t expect that he could be so cruel to him. Seeing that the old city lord was about to die, he was worried that his position would not be stable, so he ran over to the city lord to help him. The popular candidate Zhao Youping gave such a benefit to show his surrender.

"Go and check. If Wang Youyuan is right, tell Li Liu to cooperate with him." Zhao Youping still looked calm, but in his heart he was quite pleased with Wang Youyuan's show of goodwill.

However, Zhao Youping became a little upset when he thought about the position of city lord. There has been little peace within the family over the past few years. The Chengen Gong family has gradually gained a firm grip on power. When the new rich rise up, they need positions to be placed. Although a side family like him bears the surname Zhao, they are increasingly unable to reap the benefits. If you can get 10,000 or 20,000 gold coins this time, it will be a small help. No matter how much you spend on finding a job, it won't be too much.

Seeing that Zhao Youping was deep in thought, the woman did not dare to disturb him and quietly left the study.

The next day, after Qianye finished his morning exercises, he continued to wander around the city. Libin City is the land of Shangfu, and you may also be able to find good things like deer bone meal.

Deer bone powder of Yunxiang Deer is not rare in the place of production, but in Yongye Continent, it is a specialty supply. As a rule, medicines such as Zhuyuanxiang that are helpful for cultivation and corresponding medicinal materials can only be sold exclusively by the expeditionary force.

This franchise was not granted by the empire, but on the Evernight Continent, the ban on the expeditionary force was of course valid. Since the supply is controlled by the expeditionary force, the price of such drugs is not only much higher than that in the mainland, but not everyone can buy it. Based on the current relationship between Blackstream City and the Expeditionary Force Headquarters, there is a high possibility that the 7th Division's quota will be stuck.

In this case, Qianye transported a batch of deer bone powder back, which is very convenient whether for sale or for personal use.

Qianye looked around as he walked, thinking about adding something else. There should be a price difference of several thousand gold coins after the transaction of the solid mithril. If you buy something else, it will be within this amount.

When he was at the altar in the main hall, there was no Anduya space yet, and the capacity of his backpack was limited, so he only took some rare materials. Among them, mithril is still a common resource, while others are so rare that their origin cannot be explained. And he didn't want to just sell those minerals that were only produced in specific places on specific continents.

Qianye had just turned into an alley when a young man suddenly rushed towards him.

The boy seemed to be in a hurry, so he ran very fast. When he passed by Qianye, he seemed to stumble, his body tilted, and he suddenly bumped into Qianye.

Qianye grew up in a garbage dump. He has never seen any tricks before. He has long noticed that the other party seems to be in a hurry, but is actually very stable on his feet and cannot control his body at all. At that moment, Qianye turned his body slightly to avoid the boy's collision, and held his wrist with his backhand.

The boy's movements were extremely agile. When his wrist was caught, half of his hand was already inserted into Qianye's pocket.

The young man's right hand was grabbed, and he immediately struggled a few times, but Qianye's hand grasped his wrist like an iron pliers and remained motionless.

"Let me go!" the boy screamed.

Qianye looked at the young man calmly and did not let go.

The young man suddenly opened his voice and shouted: "Here comes someone! Foreigners are robbing and killing people!"

Qianye's face suddenly turned cold. There were chaotic footsteps around the alley. Several big men who looked like street gangsters appeared and blocked both ends of the alley.

At this moment, the young man saw someone coming, and a dagger suddenly appeared in his other hand that could still move, and stabbed Qianye's waist and eyes fiercely. His knife was fast and hard, and the part he struck was particularly vicious. If an ordinary person was stabbed hard, it would be enough to kill him with one blow.

When the dagger was inserted, the young man did not forget to continue shouting loudly: "Killing people! Foreigners killing people!"

Qianye watched expressionlessly as the young man stabbed his waist with a knife. The dagger was very sharp, not as sharp as a non-Force weapon. It pierced the hem of the tactical jacket, just around the edge of the inner armor, and struck hard. It pierced Qianye's waist, causing the skin and flesh to sag slightly.

But that was it, not even a drop of blood appeared.

But the young man felt as if his knife had been pierced into a rock, and his hand was so painful that the dagger almost came out of his hand, let alone continued to stab.

Qianye put a little more force on his hand, and heard a click, and the boy's wrist bones were crushed to pieces. Before the boy could scream, Qianye grabbed his hand holding the dagger again and crushed all the bones in the same way.