Rebirth Game Tycoon

Gao Dajin just looked at other people with his eyes, but he refused to say anything.

It turned out that the linguist, Mi Xiaochong, who was the youngest of the group, smiled actively and said, “I don’t think there is a problem. Since Gao Dajin has said that he will sign a one-year contract with light pattern, then We can sign together."

When he finished speaking, several other people nodded one after another and agreed to sign the light pattern contract.

Lu Menglin secretly wondered aside. Each of these people possessed unique skills, but they seemed to respect the youngest linguist. When he spoke, no one else said anything.

However, this Mi Xiaochong did not look like the leader of the crowd. Whether it was strength or experience, he could not be the leader of this group, but his status seemed a little special.

"I have no objection!" The defense master replied with the sound of guarding the bronze urn.

He had already admired Master Wu Hao so much that he had taken the advantage of others, and it was difficult to disagree.

The sin priest Dakara nodded slightly, and said in unison with the wild survival expert, the wanderer Yusheng: "We have no objection."

The nine level 42 veterans naturally did not have any opinions. They themselves were mercenaries, and it was normal to sign this kind of light pattern contract.

Except for the tracking master Zhou Shen who has not yet returned, only Gao Dajin was present who had not expressed his opinion.

Gao Dajin rubbed his hands, took out a stack of light pattern contracts from his arms and handed them to Master Wu Hao.

"Well, or else the few of us would sign a contract. Mi Xiaochong is just a scholar and is weak, so he doesn't need to sign this stuff?" Gao Dajin said casually, seemingly casual.

Lu Menglin has been doing business in the earth world for most of his life, and he is very clear about these little tricks in the business field, and his grasp of human nature is far beyond the comparison of profiteers like Gao Dajin.

"This Mi Xiao Chong definitely has a problem! He is a very special one who cares about Gao Dajin's group." Lu Menglin immediately made a judgment in his heart.

Although Gao Dajin seemed to have covered it up very well, he just mentioned it casually at the most critical moment, but the more so, Lu Menglin felt that the identity of this linguist Mi Xiaochong seemed to be the same as that of others. Not the same.

However, Lu Menglin didn't intend to embarrass them, nor did he intend to explore, because this was a private matter of others, as long as their arrangements would not affect his subsequent exploration actions.

"You can sign whatever you want. You can arrange it yourself! However, I want to put the ugly words first. Since I have paid for hiring you, everyone should be able to get things done with one heart and one mind. If at that time who is not with me , Don't blame me Wu Hao for being polite!"

Master Wu Hao said these few words so loudly, everyone present could hear them clearly, and they were slightly surprised.

If Master Wu Hao had said this before today, before coming here, they would probably only have laughed.

But after seeing Master Wuhao's strength enough to shock God City, no one dared to be the wind when he heard such words.

Wu Hao's strength is unfathomable. He can almost completely suppress everyone living in the field in terms of combat power. With such strength, in fact, it doesn't matter whether or not to sign the light pattern contract.

If anyone dares to resist him in action and kill him with a single blow, he needs a fart contract!

Thinking about this, the gentle linguist Mi Xiaochong said solemnly: "Master Wuhao, please rest assured that our grassroots gang is trustworthy. Since Gao Dajin has said it, I will also sign it. A light pattern contract."

After that, Mi Xiaochong took the initiative to walk in front of Lu Menglin, and took a light pattern contract from him.

Seeing that Mi Xiaochong had taken the contract, other people also stepped forward and took the light pattern contract from Lu Menglin.

Soon, the grassroots gang present all input their own light pattern power into the contract in their hands.

Suddenly, the light pattern of the master contract in Lu Menglin's hand suddenly brightened, and the light pattern energy flowed into his body through this contract book, and merged with the light pattern energy in his body.

"It is detected that the energy of the light pattern with different attributes is absorbed, do you want to start the detection and analysis?" Lu Menglin's mind suddenly sounded the voice of the portable system.

"Okay! You can analyze it slowly!" Lu Menglin responded through consciousness.

Although it was just such a small ritual, Lu Menglin sensed a force of rules, as if there was an irresistible force maintaining the formation of this contract.

No matter who it is, if you defy the light-stripe contract, you will be backlashed by this regular force, and the consequences will be very serious.

At this moment, Lu Menglin seemed to have a deeper understanding of the nature of the light lines energy.

"That's it, you can live near this yard! When my people come, we will enter the Fallen Land together." Lu Menglin said calmly.

Everyone in the Grassroots Gang nodded, Gao Dajin stopped talking.

"You still have something?" Lu Menglin asked.

Gao Dajin squeezed his eyes and smiled bitterly, "Well, Zhou Shen hasn't come back yet!"

Lu Menglin turned around and asked in the wind, "Where did you hide things?"

In the wind, he laughed twice, and said unhurriedly: "I threw it to the Sixth Prince's Mansion. If he can get it back, he will be considered capable!"

As soon as he said this, even Lu Menglin was speechless.

Feng Zhongliu's aggressiveness is so strong that he actually hid things in the Sixth Prince's Mansion. Even if the tracking expert of the Grassroots Gang can find a place, he can't get in!

The Sixth Prince's Mansion, to outsiders, is simply a Dragon Lake and Tiger Den, a place where nine deaths and no life exist.

He can get in in the wind, but Zhou Shen, the tracking master, really can't get in.

When everyone was staring at them, they heard a soft sound from the top of the wall and someone jumped in.

Taking a closer look, it was Zhou Shen, the tracking master.

The skinny and wretched old man yelled as soon as he met, "You bastard in the wind, can you have a face? You hide the equipment in the Sixth Prince's Mansion? Are you trying to kill me!"

He laughed straight in the wind and retorted. He knew that he was wrong, and of course he wouldn't say anything.

Lu Menglin waved his hand, and said casually, "Okay, okay! You can find the Sixth Prince's Mansion, which has proven your tracking ability. No need to compete, you passed the level!"

Before the words were over, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. They came together, and of course they didn't want to drop one of them.

Unexpectedly, the old man Zhou Shen gave a weird smile, and then slowly took out a piece of equipment from his pocket.

"What do you think this is?" Old man Zhou Shen said with a smile.

It was the death glove that the old man was holding.

Feng Zhongliu's face changed drastically, and his figure swayed before the opponent, grabbed the death glove, and took a closer look.

Damn it!It was really the previous magic-building equipment, with such a special attribute, only Master Wu Hao could make it, and there was no substitute for it at all.

"It's impossible! I obviously put it in the Sixth Prince's arsenal. You can't get in!" Feng Zhongliu shouted sharply in surprise.

Zhou Shen shook his shoulders and said with a smile: "Young man, there are so many things you haven't seen before!"

Astonished by the wind, he kept shaking his head and muttered: "Impossible, this is impossible! How can you get in?"

At this moment, Feng Zhongliu was clever but was mistaken by cleverness, and the whole person was not good.

But the old man Zhou Shen had a self-righteous expression on his face, triumphant, as if he was pulling a city back for everyone.

Lu Menglin also found it strange that the defense in the Sixth Prince's Mansion was tight. It took a while for the old man to catch up. There was no such thing as sneaking in with the wind, he could actually break into the Sixth Prince's arsenal?

wrong!Lu Menglin suddenly reacted, this idea was wrong!This old thing is misleading us!

Lu Menglin stretched out his hand and took the Grim Reaper's glove from Fengliu Liu. He glanced at the attributes, and it was strange, it was really the magic-building equipment he threw in before.

Does this old man really have invincible latency?Can you even touch the powerhouse of the Sixth Prince's Mansion?

Suddenly, there was a flash of light in Lu Menglin's mind, recalling the old man's wretched movements before.

"The wind is flowing, you are fooled! Before you set off, he changed your equipment!" Lu Menglin blurted out.

Feng Zhongliu is not an idiot, as soon as I heard Master Wu Hao's reminder, he immediately understood.

Before, this wretched old man deliberately asked for the Death Gloves, sticking them and touching them, just taking advantage of everyone's carelessness, and using clever tricks to make himself invincible.

No matter where the equipment is hidden in the wind, it is a word, lose!

When the old man Zhou Shen heard Master Wu Hao smash his own means, he couldn't help but laughed and said, "It's true! You deserve to be Master Wu Hao, brilliant! Much better than some people!"

"To tell you, I wanted to get both pieces of equipment, but unfortunately the Sixth Prince's Mansion didn't have a ten-and-a-half-month preparation period. I really couldn't touch it. Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise I would be caught. You got fucked!" Zhou Shen said with a smile.

Lu Menglin also smiled. He thought this old man was quite interesting. Not only was his tracking ability first-rate, he was able to go out so late, and he could find things hidden in the Sixth Prince's Mansion, which proved his ability.

Moreover, his method of secretly changing equipment is absolutely amazing, not to mention the wind is blowing, even he didn't even notice it, this kind of cockroaches may not be able to get on the table on the frontal battlefield, but on a complicated plane. It is very useful in the environment.

For a long time, Lu Menglin has seen most of the people of the gods, all of which are based on combat power, and they are all savvy martial artists. Unexpectedly, these people from the Grassroots Gang are aliens among the gods and they are quite grounded. what!

With such an alternative team in his hands, Lu Menglin is more confident in the exploration of the new plane.