Galactic Garbage Station

Two crickets rushed together.

Su Zheng's cricket was clearly much faster, and lightning struck Liu's side of the cricket. Then, one bite bit at the root of that cricket's wings, suddenly pulled, crisp tears, wings were uprooted and torn in half.

“Hiss!”

Including Liu Lao and Xue Zonghong, the whole field sucked in cold air.

This scene happened too fast to react at all. Crickets can't be said not to be cruel, but rarely to this level of cruelty. As soon as I came up, I ripped off one of my wings. What kind of noise is this? How can you keep winging?

Old Liu's cricket was fierce. After being torn off one of his wings, he suddenly shriveled and turned away.

Su Jing's cricket shouted its wings. He was overwhelmed, while Liu Lao's cricket shrunk in the corner.

Now, that's half the game for Lao Liu. Grannie Liu used grass to pull her own cricket again. After a while, the cricket finally got a little more fighting and fought again. However, she just rushed up and was instantly torn off another wing. This time she shrunk in the corner and never dared to go forward again, so that she lost a round.

Xue Zonghong dropped the gate and separated the two crickets. Both sides used grass again. If Liu Lao's one was still fighting, theoretically it was possible to defeat. Unfortunately, no matter how Liu Lao flipped, the cricket shrunk in the corner and was completely shriveled.

So, Liu Lao directly lost the whole game.

The crowd stared at each other, and the result greatly exceeded their expectations. Old Liu would lose. This is beyond imagination, let alone lose so completely, it was killed by a second or two.

“How much does this cricket weigh?” Grannie Liu was obviously unwilling, thinking that Su Zheng could actually be more than 42. After all, it was difficult to distinguish it clearly with the naked eye. Once the wings were erected, it looked much bigger.

“I don't know, I didn't weigh it.” Su Jing shrugged his shoulders.

“If I lose this fight, I'll keep my promise and introduce you to the buyer, but how about I fight you again with 42?” Old Liu said.

“Yes, but you have to be prepared. My cricket won't be merciful.” Su Xiao said that he was not worried that his cricket would lose. He was just worried that Liu Lao Lian would damage the two crickets. He might get angry, and it would be bad if he got hurt and angry.

“Son of a bitch, it's hard to say who loses.” Lao Liu was a strong winner. He took out the biggest one and put it in the grate.

The game is still the same as just now. At the beginning of the competition, Su Zheng's cricket quickly flashed behind Liu's cricket. He bit it on the cricket's thigh with one bite. He ripped off his thigh with one pull. It was fast, accurate and harsh. It didn't look like two crickets were fighting. It was like a tiger was hunting sheep.

Old Liu's cricket was rather stubborn. He didn't immediately admit to losing. Unfortunately, he was just unable to struggle. Every time Su Zheng's cricket rushed up, he let it lack a part of his body. A few bites went down. It was already incomplete. Finally, it fell behind with old Liu's cricket losing its fighting power.

Crickets are like this. Unlike dogs, they have to beat you to death to keep me alive. Crickets, although a bit harsh in the process, usually end up running away or exiting the game with the defeated side. There are few examples of battle-dead sandboxes.

“This cricket is too strong, isn't it?” The bald middle-aged man was shocked, though he didn't know very well, to know at least one or two, that this crushing way of fighting was very rare. Besides, the opponent is Liu's cricket.

“Boy, I lost, just like I said, I bought this cricket for $10,000.” Grannie Liu had already lost her heart orally, but instead of showing a lost color, her eyes lit up, pointing at Su Xiao's cricket, she said.

“Oh, I said no forced trading.” Su Xiao deliberately said.

“It's not forced selling, it's what I want. Please sell it to me. How about fifty grand?” Liu Lao's face was excited.

“I'm kidding you, I said 10,000 for 10,000.” Su Zheng did not greed the 5,000 yuan. Compared to the 5,000 yuan, it is still more valuable to make good friends with Liu Lao. Although he must introduce himself according to the bet, whether he is willing or not, it still depends on Liu Lao's.

“Ha ha, thank you, lad.” Lao Liu was very happy. He immediately gave Su Zheng 10,000 turns, and was afraid that Su Zheng would regret it. "So this cricket is mine? ”

“Of course." Su nodded.

“What's its name?” Lao Liu said, putting the cricket in the can.

“Let me see... it's called Hachi.” Su Jin swept the box filled with crickets and said.

Liu Lao, Xue Zonghong and others also looked at the box, and then said nothing. Each box has a sign, from 1 to 100, of which the empty coincidence is 8. What kind of name is this? Clarity is just the serial number.

“Is everything else that strong?” Grannie Liu asked unbelievably.

“Yes, maybe stronger.” Su Xiao nodded.

“I'll buy two more.” Liu thought about it and then picked two different sizes in case you need them from time to time. Not only he, but even a bald middle-aged man, bought two. Although he didn't fight crickets much before, he couldn't help but feel itchy when he saw such a powerful cricket. Fearing that he would miss this opportunity, he couldn't buy it anymore. As a result, Su Zheng made another $50,000 selling crickets.

“Leave a number and I'll introduce you later.” Old Liu said.

“I'll give you my friend's number, just let him know.” Su Zheng is naturally the number for Peng Ming. He doesn't want to get caught up in these trivial things. Second, he works well with Peng Ming. If he even manages the sales, what kind of cooperation is that? This sale of five crickets is a special circumstance, otherwise.

“Hey, isn't this Peng Ming's cell phone number?” Old Liu suddenly squinted.

“Do you know Peng Ming?” Su Jing stunned.

“Of course I do. The last time he brought a cricket to the game, it was like killing all four sides, dominating the whole field... Wait, you didn't raise that cricket here, did you?” Lao Liu suddenly figured out the key.

“Old Liu, you're right.” Su Xiao nodded.

“No wonder.” Liu Lao released, thought the world was full of super strong crickets, turns out it was from the young man in front of him, I don't know how he cultivated it.

“Boy, talk more later.” Old Liu is very polite.

“Well said.” Su Zheng reached out and shook Liu Lao.

Xue Zonghong, Liu Lao and others did not stay much longer. After talking, they left together.

Su Xiaomei saw that Luohan fish and cricket were so good to sell. He couldn't help but strengthen the cultivation. Fifty Luohan fish were going to see the situation. As they grew up and gradually screened, some of them were slightly less likely to be raised, so they could be sold again. Finally, it was sufficient to select a few of the finest ones. Cricket did not continue to feed more fallen leaves, but bought a hundred more to cultivate. He had a feeling that the supply and demand should soon go out.

(ps: One more chapter in the morning, this is chapter three today, asking for all kinds of support.