Chapter 4456 The Fortune Teller Surrenders
Even if Wang Feng stood still and was torn apart by his divine fortune teller, I am afraid that his divine fortune teller would not have that ability. It is not that he is not strong, but Wang Feng is actually stronger than him. There is even no comparison between the two of them now. Wang Feng and The divine fortune teller is too powerful.
And after more than a month of practice, Wang Feng has obviously become stronger. Under such circumstances, this divine fortune teller knows that no matter what he does, he may not be able to hurt Wang Feng. Under such circumstances, this divine fortune teller can only be extremely powerful. distress.
"Then tell me what kind of compensation you can give me?" At this time, the fortune teller asked.
"It depends on what you need."
"I want everything. I want everything of value in you."
"The most valuable thing about me now is me as a person. Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"
"roll!"
"Get out, don't regret it." As he spoke, Wang Feng turned around and left.
But before Wang Feng left, the fortune teller immediately stopped him and said: "If you really leave now, you will never expect me to help you again in the future."
Hearing this, Wang Feng remained calm on the surface, but he was already laughing in his heart. As expected, this fortune teller could not resist the temptation of profit. Although Wang Feng had imprisoned him for more than a month, in the face of profit, his fortune teller could not resist the temptation. I also had to bow my head.
"Tell me what you want from me." Wang Feng said with a look of pain on his face, as if he had lost a lot of treasures.
"Give me 100 million pills, and I can pretend this never happened."
"How much did you say?" When Wang Feng heard what the fortune teller said, he doubted whether there was something wrong with his ears. Wasn't the fortune teller wrong? He actually wanted to ask himself about 100 million pills. Wang Feng even suspected that the fortune teller was It’s not that I’m crazy about gains and losses.
You must know that one million pills is already a lot, but now this fortune teller dares to ask for 100 million pills. Does he think that these pills are everywhere like spiritual stones?
"I said 100 million, even one less won't work."
"I think you might as well just tear me apart. Let alone 100 million, I can't even get 10 million pills out now. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to succeed." Wang Feng shook his head.
"Okay, then give me ten million pills first, and I can allow you to owe the other ninety million first."
At this time, the fortune teller opened his mouth, which was really the lion's mouth.
"Ni sister." After hearing this, Wang Feng really wanted to curse. This magic calculator really knew how to go online.
If Wang Feng said that he could not produce 20 million pills now, would he ask himself for 20 million pills?
"What? You said you have ten million pills. Could it be that you are lying to me because you can't get them out now?"
"I lied to your sister. I don't want to talk to you now, Chou Ju." Wang Feng raised one of his hands and turned his head away.
"Then how many pills do you have now?" At this time, the fortune teller asked with a gloomy face.
You must know that when he entered the passage, he and Wang Feng had clearly agreed on four or six points, but in the end, Wang Feng got the benefit alone. He, the magic fortune teller, didn't even drink the soup. To be honest, he, the magic fortune teller, is the real one. The victim.
"I can only give you three million at most now. If you think it's too little, then there will be none at all."
Having said this, Wang Feng added: "And I won't owe you anything. Although I got some benefits in that world, I didn't improve much, and I didn't make a breakthrough in this realm. This is what I can compensate you for." It’s the limit.”
"No, this number is too small, I don't agree." The fortune teller immediately started to scream.
"In this case, there are none left. If you are willing to help me from now on, then help me. If not, forget it." After saying this, Wang Feng turned around and left.
Seeing that Wang Feng was leaving, the fortune teller couldn't help but become anxious. You must know that he now wants to find some treasures and elixirs to fill his space ring. If Wang Feng leaves now, wouldn't his idea be ruined? Already?
It is said that no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat. Although three million is not much, it is still a lot. If he does not accept it, then Wang Feng may not give him even one.
Thinking of this, the fortune teller could only suppress the urge to curse in his heart and said: "Okay, then give me three million coins first, and give me the rest when you have them later."
"There will be no more in the future." Wang Feng responded at this time.
"You are just being a rogue." After hearing this, the fortune teller became angry again.
"Anyway, it's just this little pill, not much, and I don't owe you anything."
"Okay, okay, I'll be cruel to you this time!"
Wang Feng was really bitten too hard. Under such circumstances, there was really nothing the fortune teller could do against Wang Feng. If he didn't agree with Wang Feng's statement now, he might not be able to get a single pill.
So at this moment, he could only surrender and take the pills given by Qin Lin.
"Okay, you can call me again if you have such things in the future."
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Although Wang Feng felt a little pain after being given the elixir, compared to his gains this time, he felt that he was still the one who made the biggest profit.
If Wang Feng has hundreds of millions of elixirs in his hands now, there are at least tens of millions of them. You must know that he had already made a lot of money by looting a palace, and Wang Feng has been plundering everywhere since then. , but these elixirs are all effective for Wang Feng. Not only does he need to use them, but the people around him also need to use them, so how could he have given them all to God? That is obviously unrealistic.
"No, such a good thing will never happen again in the future. Even if it does, I won't call you."
"Then let you die alone." After hearing what the fortune teller said, Wang Feng waved his hand at him, then turned around and left, making the fortune teller's whole body tremble with anger.
What Wang Feng said is really irritating. Isn't he just relying on his own strength?
Unexpectedly, he lost all the benefits he had agreed upon. Apart from getting some elixirs as compensation, this fortune teller's work was all in vain.
After leaving the place where the fortune teller was, Wang Feng quickly started galloping through the starry sky again, but this time Wang Feng had better luck. When passing by a starry sky, he met an old monk.
"The old man in front of me, please wait a moment." At this time, Wang Feng shouted and gave chase.
"What's the matter?" Seeing Wang Feng chasing after him, the old man asked with a cold expression.
"I'm just here to ask for directions, don't think too much, I won't do anything to you."
"It's really a joke." After hearing Wang Feng's words, the old man immediately sneered and said, "What can you do to me?"
"Okay, I don't want to argue with you. I want to ask where we are currently. If you tell me, this pill will be yours."
While speaking, Wang Feng took out an elixir from his Dantian space, exuding strong medicinal power.
Seeing this scene of elixirs, the old man couldn't help but show a trace of greed on his face, and his eyes scanned Wang Feng back and forth.