Long Live Summons!

Chapter 361 [Friends]

Big fist, that's the boss.

The same sentence applies to the burglar's nest in Leiburg. Yueyang solved all the problems as soon as he made his move.

Toad Fatty and Yueyang walked out of the pit for two kilometers, and I still can't believe what I just saw. He only swallowed a spit when the black market in front of him arrived: “Mr. Titan, you surprised me. To be honest, this is the first time I've ever seen anyone trying to get into Rayberg lift up the guards here and press them against the rock wall... You know, they're usually villains who don't throw up their bones, so it's not good to squeeze the money out of the entrants. Besides countless bribes, I have to give them a hundred female slaves every year, otherwise I can't get into the entrance level at all...”

“Whatever the method, it is good as long as it achieves its purpose.” Yueyang said something randomly.

“Yes, yes.” The fat toad has more respect for Yueyang at this time. If he said he had to serve a good customer before, then there is still a little fear, mainly out of fear of going beyond prediction: “Mr. Titan, my task is not done well, maybe I should return you 500 gold, no, I should return you 1,000 gold! ”

“No need, money means nothing to me.” Yueyang's attitude is too much like that of an imperial superior.

This attitude towards money like nothing almost didn't fill the toad fat cow. Think about how much you make in a year. I wanted to save a little money, buy a small villa on the side of the most lively square on the sixth floor, live well with my family, live a decent leisure life, I didn't think of my ultimate ideal, compared to others, it's not even a fart.

Money doesn't really mean much to Yueyang.

He doesn't have a lot of money, but he doesn't need it.

Yueyang classmates are missing artifacts... Of course, no one in Tongtian Tower would dislike too many artifacts, believe that even the supreme will be the same as Yueyang.

Underneath Fort Ray's underground.

Black market.

This black market is actually very large, and all the caves and tunnels, and the dungeons dug out, are part of the black market, except for the dark pits where they live. Everything here, be it food, water, war animals, slaves, weapons, minerals, women, etc… As long as one can think of it, the black market here has it, unexpectedly, here too!

On the outskirts are small stalls selling food from all races, roasted rat meat, snake skewers, or grilled lizards, which are specialty snacks here.

Just smells good, feels good.

Serve with a glass of frozen dwarf wheat wine, which is a delightful meal for the vast majority of Aboriginal people here.

Then walking inside, Yueyang found more items sold here, mostly hawkers, and a handful of shops digging holes in the tunnel.

Yueyang feels like it's about the same as the bottom of a bridge that China is facing some cities in the summer.

Messy, but lively.

And this stall seems a little better, because there is no carbon-based organism called the "city pipe."

Follow the bustling crowd for a few kilometres further.

The space ahead is perfectly open, a dug underground city appears in front of Yueyang, this underground city space, estimated to be as large as dozens of football stadiums, the dome is estimated to be at least 300 meters long, the cave is all over the end, and the house is bright inside, it looks like a red star.

“Although this is not comparable to the corrupt city above, it is also an inches of gold, the stronger the richer, the higher the living, our chamber of commerce rent 30,000 gold annually, only one small cave even the snail will feel narrow. I can't help it. This is the way it is. It's very hard to find a place to temporarily set foot.” Fat Toad complained and introduced himself: “My real name is Judd, Judd of the Golden Toad Nation. Of course, in front of outsiders, you'd better call me Will, which I've been using for almost a hundred years. ”

“Will, you dead toad, did you bring my last butterfly beauty?” Suddenly, a loud voice screamed.

“Butterfly beauty?” Everyone couldn't help but stop and turn their eyes.

“…” Yueyang knew that butterfly beauty was rare and a treasure of the Butterfly clan, but did not expect to be so popular in this burger.

“Dear Lord Gunnett, how dare you forget! The butterfly beauty has been caught, but the wind is so tight that I can't bring it here. After more than a dozen days, maybe I can figure something out.” Fatty the toad nodded and smiled at a man.

This man, he's not human, he's heterogeneous.

Yueyang doesn't know what ethnic group this guy is, but when he sees that the other party's strength reaches the ordinary eighth level, he is the emperor of the eighth grade, his strength far exceeds that of the surrounding crowd, he knows that it could be the head snake boss or something. Instead of looking at each other's inquiries, he measured the surroundings. Countless people are clustered in private transactions, clustered together in small circles. The burning torch was stuck on the rock wall, and the dim light witnessed the birth of a secondary black market transaction… The leopard and snake women of red fruit, twisting their limbs in the iron cage, silently exuded seduction, they were all clearly priced merchandise.

These women are more fortunate than the prostitutes who just stood in the tunnel and exposed themselves under the torch to sell their bodies.

They all look a little different, just missing a nice new owner.

Of course, high-end goods and specialties will not be bought out, which is the backbone of black market auction houses.

Like Butterfly Beauty or Golden Elf MM.

Don't say the toad fat man didn't bring it, even if he did, he wouldn't sell the butterfly beauty to that Goonet, but send it to the auction house for more fanatical billionaire bidding. Even if sold privately, Toad Fatty would only sell it to the bulls on the Fort Ray, such as the top ten players in the Fort Ray, and a groundsnake like Gunnett would seem to have handled it with respect.

“Brag about it. Can you catch a butterfly beauty in your third-rate chamber? You think butterflies are fools?” The heterosexual man slapped Fatty on the shoulder of the toad, hitting Fatty in the flesh and trembling, and his other hand looked at Yueyang after he had taken a bribe.

He seemed very upset about Yueyang.

Fingers made a paying gesture.

Yueyang was suddenly found not paying to bribe himself, and fury appeared on his face.

Opening his hand to persuade Fatty the Toad, he looked provocatively at Yueyang and deliberately stared at Yueyang's eyes.

Yueyang ignored him.

Like this, Gunnett was furious, his bizarre nostrils opened and he almost didn't smoke. Four chunky arms had two clenched fists, the other pushed away the bitterly persuaded toad fat man, one fingered into the nostrils, dug a large chunk of green nose shit, and wiped it against Yueyang's mask. Yueyang's head slipped, and this guy's fingers fell out.

“It's okay, it's a minor misunderstanding, he just got here, he doesn't know the rules.” Toad Fatty hurry and wipe his nose off with his hands. Just kidding, pissed off the Titan, who even the elite guard dared to do, Gunnett definitely suffered, but this guy is a groundsnake, and it's best to give him some money to get it done.

“Since he's new, I'll teach him the rules!” Goonet thought Yueyang was scared.

He dug a bigger piece of nasal shit with his hands, not enough.

Stick your fingers out in another big nostril.

Looks like he's ready to be ashamed of Yueyang, the new arrival… There are countless people around, this is not the first time, it happens almost every day, they are used to it. Even because of the covetousness of Gunnett, the groundsnake, the crowd laughs together and sometimes makes Gunnett feel a little better.

“Boom...”

Yueyang punched Gunnett in the face.

The punch was so heavy, it punched Gunnett's nose straight into a piece of crap, the broken finger, and drilled out in the crappy nose.

Goonet didn't have time to scream. Yueyang grabbed the corner of his head and hit the rock wall hard.

Blood, splash!

Shattered teeth, and blood gushing out.

Big Gunnett, a strong man in the eyes, had his head blown apart like a rotten watermelon, sprinkled with red and white.

Yueyang seemed to have done a trivial thing, lighter than a normal person beating a mosquito to death. Everyone stared and turned around, ready to leave.

Half of Gunnett, whose skull was broken, suddenly stood up. He had a head, but as a strong man of the land sheath clan, even without a head, they could continue to fight. This ability is similar to that of many low-level animals who can continue to survive without ends, just stronger. Yueyang had no accident. He had the eyes of the heavens and the eyes of the eyes. He knew the strengths and weaknesses of each other.

“Blast!”

Yueyang shook his fist.

The power of the comet just injected into Gunnett's body burst into flashes, smashing Gunnett's heart into pieces, guts and blood, pouring toad fat all over his face.

A broken arm was thrown under Yueyang's feet, especially with constant convulsions.

Seeing this scene, Gunnett's men immediately dismissed the idea of rushing up to surround Yueyang... and now it seems more sensible to change the boss than to fight with the man with the horrible power in front of him. Boss can change, it's common on the black market, but if you lose your head, you don't have a chance to change it! The guard of the patrol not far away, saw Yueyang for a brief second Gunnett, pretended not to see, hurry away so as not to cause trouble to himself.

Fighting, fighting, wounding dead.

This kind of thing happens every day in Rayberg.

The only exception today is that an outsider killed a good Gunnett in seconds, which is a cold door.

Many gamblers regret not betting, otherwise they might earn a fortune... The last of them, no more than Fatty Toad, he knows the strength of Yueyang, the elite guards just now dare to do it, this Gunnett is a fart, he regrets not betting, otherwise these gamblers will lose their pants.

“Well, fast as lightning, power explodes like thunder, I like youngsters like you.” There is a man ten times fatter than a toad, lying on a soft, comfortable couch, lifted vigorously by more than fifty strong Orc slaves, coming out of the crowd. There were two demonic slaves beside him, slapping him on the shoulder and feeding him grapes.

“...” Yueyang looked very speechless. If he didn't have a celestial comet, I can't believe this giant fat man is a human being!

“Would you be interested in coming to my fight? A thousand bucks a round. How about that?” The giant fat man seduces money.

“His Excellency Anton, the slave owner of Chiran, is pleased to receive your appreciation, but my friend doesn't care about money, maybe we can talk about something else, like a deal.” Fatty the Toad hurried out to bow, and he knew he needed a spokesperson.

“I wouldn't mind playing next time if I fought with your guard chief.” Yueyang suddenly opened the door.

“Three Guard Chiefs, I add 10,000 gold, do you have the guts?” Fat Anton has three quasi-neighborhood guard chiefs, all of whom are infinitely close to innate, but because of their enlightenment and circumstances, they may not be able to expect innate for the rest of their lives, so they can only be quasi-neighbors forever. Their strength, in the underground, is definitely ranked high.

A guard chief could easily kill Gunnett, and now all three, no one thinks Yueyang, the newcomer, will promise.

As long as you're not a fool, you know how horrible it is to work together three quasi-neighbors!

There's plenty of money, but you have to be alive to earn it!

Yueyang pretended to think slightly and then said, "I don't want money, if I win, you have to give me the equivalent.” Yueyang said that even the fool knew that the boy must have wanted to ‘thunder ore'. What Yueyang really wanted was the lives of the three guard chiefs who were notorious killers because the Mercenary Guild and the Guild of Killers had no choice but to go to Leiburg as guard chief for Anton.

As long as Yueyang kills them, Yueyang will be able to accomplish a fifth of the task in this line of work.

“No problem." Big Fatty Anton had a big fortune, he was a pit owner of Thunder Ore and how much Thunder Ore would take.

“Kid, you want to die!” The three escort chiefs glanced at each other in a blatant manner.

“Nice last words.” Yueyang shrugged her shoulders with no concern.

“In order to achieve a level playing field for both sides, I recommend that the fighting begin in an hour so that both sides can rest and adjust better. And we, too, can take this opportunity to involve more people in this mighty duel, to bet with me.” Anton Haha laughed, and he glanced at Yueyang: “Young man, you can find a place to rest or you can go to our athlete's room, where you can supply everything for free. ”

“Thank you, we'll be there on time.” Toad Fatty refuses quickly, joking, with each other's things, you don't know how to die!

As soon as Anton left, Toad Fatty blamed Yueyang immediately, despite the fact that the others were still there: "Mr. Titan, I didn't mean to blame you for your impulse, but this time, you really didn't think carefully and didn't discuss it with my friend. Yes, I know Anton's tricks, and even though you're very powerful, it's hard to beat each other, you understand? Anton has a potion that can trigger several times more power in the short term, so you're not facing not just three quasi-neighbourly guard chiefs, but three congenital strongmen... if you're not sure, let's go! Withdrawal is not a disgrace, needlessly fighting death is the biggest mistake of my life. Perhaps you don't understand my philosophy, but I still hope that you can listen to my advice. Think clearly about this, the other party will definitely have a 'eat us' mind, otherwise they will not actively invite the war... Perhaps Anton's real purpose is your mask and the treasure behind it! ”

Yueyang waved: “Judd, thank you for your kindness. I'm just saying, if you want to be my friend, the only thing you have to do is trust me! ”

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