Chapter 129

I don’t know who sent the many others.

But he doesn't care about this. On the contrary, the more people, the better.

Competition becomes more intense when there are more people!

"Senior sister, how many points do you think they can get for this ticket?"

Anyang unceremoniously put his arm around Luan Bingran's waist and whispered in the beautiful senior sister's ear, "

His big hands roamed Liu's waist, enjoying the smooth skin.

Luan Bingran's face turned red and she felt goosebumps all over her body.

But he didn't resist.

They are all children of Jianghu. She knows that it is impossible for her to hold Anyang's thigh tightly without giving anything.

On the contrary, if she can establish a close relationship with Anyang through physical means, she will make a lot of money!

Moreover, Anyang is not only extremely talented in strength, but also handsome in appearance alone, which is enough to make many girls become obsessed with her.

She had even thought about more intimate scenes more than once in private, so it was naturally difficult for her to resist.

"Probably 20,000 to 30,000...but the dungeon team can have up to 100 people. Why don't we just fill up the team? Wouldn't we make more money this way?"

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Her body was trembling slightly, but Luan Bingran forced herself to calm down and think.

"Twenty thousand points per person, one hundred people, that's...two million points!!"

Luan Bingran covered her mouth and said in horror,

A pair of beautiful eyes danced continuously, full of admiration and envy!

Earning two million points in one instance may not be as scary as the Holy Son's income in a day!

"No, no, no... not only can't let go of a hundred people, but we have to shrink the team!"

However, Anyang narrowed his eyes, shook his head and said softly,

"The price increase is too slow... Go tell them that there are only thirty places in the team now, so pre-order as soon as possible!"

"What!??"

Luan Bingran was shocked and looked at Anyang blankly.

I was puzzled. It was Anyang himself who said that the points delivered to his door should not be wasted.

Why are the quotas reduced now? ?

Doesn’t this push the points forward?

Thinking about losing so many points, she couldn't help but feel sorry for Anyang!

"Why? There is no difference between a team of 100 people and a team of 30 people...it's all seconds anyway!"

Luan Bingran felt a little distressed and complained,

However, Anyang asked her to just execute the plan. She had no choice but to come forward and notify.

"What!? There are only thirty places?? Why??"

"There are only thirty places... 40,000!! Senior Brother An, I will pay 40,000! Sell me a place!"

"Fuck me...I'll pay you 41,000!"

"Crazy! They're all fucking crazy!! I've banned him too!! Forty-two thousand!"

"Hey! Do you want to curl up like this? Forty-three thousand!"

"Why is this...Are you all fucking tycoons?? Forty-four thousand!!"

"Cao Nima, I will fight with you, I will pay you 45,000!"

"...."

As soon as the news came out, a group of competitors suddenly became red-eyed.

The inner disciples who had been slowly increasing prices and even trying to collude on prices suddenly became uneasy.

As the first bidder opened his mouth, the others suddenly seemed to be going crazy.

The price soared to 45,000, and it showed no signs of stopping!

"This...this...this, this...are they all crazy??"

Seeing this scene, Luan Bingran immediately covered her mouth in shock,

I was so stunned that I couldn’t believe my eyes!

"Not yet...tell them now, there are only twenty places left!"

Anyang's face was expressionless, but his eyes were slightly narrowed and he was not moved at all by such a sky-high price.

Just gave another order gently!

hiss! ! !

Luan Bingran suddenly took a breath of cold air and looked at Anyang as if he were a devil.

She vaguely understood Anyang's plan, but it was this that made her even more horrified!

An eighteen-year-old boy who came from an ordinary background and entered the Holy Land for the first time.

Faced with the eager gazes of hundreds of true legends and even the Holy Son, it was the first time he showed how sharp his fangs were.

He wants to tear off a piece of flesh and blood from all those who covet him!

Such a method really made her feel slightly suffocated!

Luan Bingran went down to inform, Anyang calmly looked at the scene in front of him,

The notification was like a basin of cold water poured into a boiling pot of oil, instantly making those who were still bidding crazy and blushing furious!

However, in the face of the deadly mission above, no matter how angry they were, they had to endure it.

I can only endure my anger and continue to raise prices! two.

Chapter 84: The true story of the furious rage! A quota of 100,000 points!

"Hunger marketing....the effect is pretty good!"

Anyang narrowed his eyes and murmured to himself, this is just the first step.

Since the true disciple has taken action against him, he will naturally not be polite!

If you want to see his details, no problem!

But it's impossible to see it in vain, and naturally they need to pay a sufficient price!

boom!

In a large hall, many true disciples gathered together,

A light curtain in the void clearly displayed the scene next to the teleportation gate.

Watching Anyang move his lips like a supreme master and reduce the quota one by one,

Jose Yuan suddenly stood up uncontrollably and slammed the tea cup in his hand to the ground!

"Damn it!! He is testing our bottom line!!"

"Twenty places?? Will it be reduced to ten again later!??"

Jose Yuan was furious, like an angry lion,

I can't wait to rush over and tear this damn guy to pieces and let him know what will happen if he offends a true disciple!

He can guarantee that Anyang definitely knows that those people were sent by them.

But they deliberately raise prices like this just to carve out a piece of meat from them!

"Junior brother He, calm down, it's only 50,000 points. If you can find out his true identity, it will be worth it!"

Someone narrowed his eyes and took a sip of strong tea, then put down the cup and calmly advised,

For true disciples like them who are still struggling every day, there are many sources of income.

Fifty thousand points is not a big expense, so they don't care.

Jose Yuan was so angry because he was actually worried and flustered. After all, as the last true disciple,

When Anyang rises, he will be the first to bear the brunt!

The more powerful and scheming Anyang appears, the more frightened he feels!

But soon, Jose Yuan said,

All of a sudden, they all lost their composure!

"Are you sure you can stop with 50,000 points??"

"Sixty-seven" Jose Yuan said with a gloomy face, looking at the group of people sitting calmly with a sneer.

"..."

Everyone who was drinking tea and watching the scene suddenly stiffened. Some people looked at Jose Yuan with wide eyes and disbelief.

"Junior Brother He...what does this mean??"

"What's the meaning?"

Jose Yuan sneered and looked at the screen gloomily,

It fell on Anyang as if he wanted to see through him!

"He can reduce the quota from forty to thirty, and then from thirty to twenty... You don't think twenty is the end, right?"

"What if it drops again? If it drops to ten, then to five?"

"How should you respond?"

"Fifty thousand?? I don't think one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand can stop it!"

"..."