Chapter 952 Don't Cut in Line, Come in Waves

"How many!"

Judging from the voice, Li Mingxiao's gender may have changed.

"A skewer of mutton, 100 million spiritual stones."

Zheng Tuo calmly repeated what he just said.

Such words were like a body-fixing spell, freezing everyone in place.

Even Mo Xiaoqi next to Zheng Tuo was dumbfounded.

Mo Xiaoqi looked at Zheng Tuo with a completely incomprehensible look.

Once again, again, and again, I was deeply shocked by Zheng Tuo's methods.

The mutton skewers are delicious. In her mind, they are definitely as good as hot pot.

But if you want to say that a skewer of mutton skewers costs 100 million spiritual stones, this is too...exciting.

correct.

It's exciting.

It turns out that robbing is really addictive.

As for the others, their expressions were extremely expressionless.

Zhao Yan and Li Mingxiao smiled awkwardly.

Obviously, these two guys have a share of the credit for these 100 million spirit stones.

Jiang Yuan smiled awkwardly and politely.

She was frightened by the offer of 100 million spiritual stones and a bunch of mutton skewers.

Du Xuanling's face was a little stiff and he didn't know what to say.

Duan Yanyan was already mad with rage, her whole body was breathing heavily, and she might be in danger of exploding.

As for the other friends who attended the party, they were already preparing to run away.

Robbery, a bloody robbery.

That mutton kebab is just a relatively delicious mortal thing, but it actually costs 100 million spiritual stones. What an international joke.

"Why, do you think it's too expensive?"

Zheng Tuo looked surprised.

"Isn't it expensive?"

Du Xuanling couldn't help but speak.

One hundred million spirit stones is definitely an astronomical figure for people like them who are in the out-of-body stage.

"Since Brother Du said it's expensive, I'll give you a 20% discount, as long as you have 80 million spiritual stones and a mutton skewer, how about it."

Zheng Tuo looked like he was losing blood, which made everyone's teeth itch.

Faceless guy is simply a model of talent without virtue.

The name of a legend, what an honor that is.

In the long history of the world of immortality, there are only a few people with legendary names.

Those people are all indomitable beings, all heroes, beings who can be worshiped and respected by future generations.

today.

At this moment.

The legendary Faceless person they met really meant to insult the legend.

The issue is.

Even if they have such an idea, they have no choice.

Because no one in the room can beat Wu Mian.

A single puppet from the opponent's second echelon can sweep them away.

If the Twelve Gods take action, if Wu Mian takes action himself, they won't be enough to fill the gap between their teeth.

"Eighty million?"

Du Xuanling was the only person in the room who dared to speak and could speak.

"Brother Wumian, why don't you give me some face and save me the money for the mutton skewers?"

Du Xuanling had no choice but to bite the bullet and say this.

Who knows that everyone present was called here by him and they are all his friends.

If everyone present was robbed by Wu Mian, where would his own face be?

How will these friends view themselves when they look back?

"Give you some face?"

Mo Xiaoqi looked at Du Xuanling.

He looked at everyone present, checking the number of people, and counting how many mutton skewers this group of people had eaten.

at last.

Mo Xiaoqi got the result.

"The mutton skewers eaten by this group of people are worth 30 billion spiritual stones based on the calculation of 80 million per skewer. Du Xuanling, do you think your face is worth 30 billion spiritual stones?"

Everyone was frightened when they heard this number.

Everyone present did not eat many mutton skewers, at most three to five hundred.

But it’s expensive!

A string of eighty million spiritual stones.

A total of thirty billion spirit stones.

this……

Du Xuanling's face looked a little ugly.

Thirty billion spiritual stones, not to mention everyone present, is also a huge expense for Xuanling City.

"Xuan Ling, the matter has come to this, why are you still indulging in the two of them? Just take action and kill them both to see what they have to say."

Duan Yanyan was filled with murderous intent and stared at Zheng Tuo.

The desire to avenge the Duan family has never been extinguished.

Even if the other party is so strong that he is powerless, or so strong that he is desperate.

But as long as there is a slight chance of revenge, she will not miss it.

She will definitely go all out to kill the opponent.

Du Xuanling considered Duan Yanyan's reminder, but was not in a hurry to take action.

"Brother Faceless, what do you want?"

Du Xuanling was waiting for Wu Mian's reply.

He wanted to see the legend's attitude.

"Of course I will give you brother Du's face, but..." the voice changed, "Thirty billion is not a small amount after all, so how about I use 30 billion to exchange the opportunity for both of us to use the teleportation array. "

Zheng Tuo's words are on point.

He can feel it.

Today, many king-level experts have arrived in Xuanling City.

I believe that these guys are all here for me.

That being the case.

He needs to find another way to escape successfully.

"Want to leave?"

Duan Yanyan immediately became alert.

"Wumian, you are bound to die today. The moment you set foot in Xuanling City, you were destined to die here. And the reason why you are alive at this moment is entirely because of brother Xuanling's kindness. Otherwise, you would have been dead a long time ago. A hundred times."

Duan Yanyan was very cruel and scolded Zheng Tuo angrily.

"Yeah?"

Zheng Tuo disagreed, sat firmly at the table, and replied like this.

Du Xuanling started thinking about what Zheng Tuo said.

After a moment.

"Brother Wumian, things have come to this point, and it is no longer up to me to decide. But what I want to say is that I admire your strength. It is a blessing for this era to have such a strong man as Brother Wumian among the same generation, but... I am afraid that this kind of luck will end today."

Du Xuanling is a face-conscious person, but he is still very upright.

He never said bad words to Zheng Tuo from beginning to end. Although he was angry, he still maintained his demeanor.

"Not bad, not bad."

Zheng Tuo nodded.

"Just for these few words of yours, I will spare your life." Zheng Tuo said, his eyes sweeping the whole audience.

"As for you, hand over all the treasures on your body to buy your life. If you don't, ask your adults to collect the bodies."

At this point, Zheng Tuo didn't need to hide it, and he just robbed it openly.

Suddenly.

The atmosphere in the field became particularly tense because of Zheng Tuo's words.

"Friend Wumian is really heroic!"

A voice came from the void.

Hearing this, he knew that a king-level warrior had arrived.

In response, Zheng Tuo still sat at the table, and even drank a sip of wine slowly, without any panic.

"Don't worry! I'll talk to you after I deal with the current matter."

Zheng Tuo said.

Buzz!

A seventh-level formation appeared, covering everything.

"When!"

Du Xuanling was shocked!

When did Wumian secretly set up a seventh-level formation, and he didn't even notice it.

"When?" Zheng Tuo slowly stood up, "If you knew when I set up the formation, wouldn't you be a legend."

After Zheng Tuo finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved, and several immortal-killing soldiers appeared behind him.

"Everyone, do you take the initiative, or do I have to force it?"

Zheng Tuo smiled as bright as the sun and looked at everyone