Chapter 1315 Huge Reward

Zhong Mo and the other players rested for about half an hour and were gathered again.

Because the eighth game is about to begin!

This is also the last game of this police game!

Although Zhong Mo is powerful and good at various skills, the seven countries in Southeast Asia still want to give it a final try!

What if we can win the last championship?

But once Zhong Mo helps Xiangjiang Police win the eighth game, then Xiangjiang will become the first country in history to win eight championships, which is of great significance!

"Hey, by the way, I am participating in the competition on behalf of the Xiangjiang Police. It seems that I haven't said anything about the specific matters, for example,"

Zhong Mo suddenly thought of something and asked Lin Meng'e and others beside him, "Isn't there any reward for participating in this competition? Isn't it just for love?"

Lin Meng'e was stunned for a moment, blinked her eyes, and asked, "Don't you know?"

"What do I know?"

Zhong Mo's eyes widened and he said angrily: "Your father directly called my name that day and asked me to participate in the competition with you. Have you ever seen him say anything else?"

"Oh, I guess my father thinks that you don't like three melons and two dates, so he didn't tell you!"

Lin Meng'e thought for a while, and it seemed that her father did not say anything else that day.

"For this police competition, the police department has already given out chips in advance. One million Chinese national coins for the champion, five hundred thousand Chinese national coins for the runner-up, and one hundred thousand Chinese national coins for the third runner-up!"

Su Jing swung one arm, walked to sit next to them, and explained to him, "This is an internal reward of the police station. There are also external rewards, a champion of 2.4 million, a runner-up of 1 million, and a third runner-up." Three hundred thousand. This money is shared equally among the eight countries. For anyone, let alone winning the championship, even if they win the third place, they can still get four hundred thousand Chinese national currency, but this money seems not worth it to you. What's that?"

"Oh? I didn't expect the championship to be quite valuable!"

Zhong Mo's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but praise, "One championship costs 3.4 million, and I won seven, that's 23.8 million. Can this be called nothing? I'll make a movie TV dramas only make so much money, but it only takes seven or eight hours to participate in this competition. If there is such a good thing in the future, you can come to me and I will definitely come to you!"

His answer made the others roll their eyes.

That’s right!

Although this reward is not too much, Zhong Mo won seven championships in one breath. Do you think it is scary or not?

And it was easy for people to hold it, without spending much effort!

Is it annoying?

"Why do I feel like the seven countries in Southeast Asia are going to be pissed to death? They went all the way, and not only did they get nothing, but they also lost a lot of money? It's like a real-life version of losing their wives and losing their troops! "

"It's okay. If you don't get used to it the first time, you'll get used to it after a few more times!"

Zhong Mo raised his right hand, touched Lin Meng'e's black and silky hair, half-squinted his eyes, and sneered, "No wonder our ancestors often said that those barbarians are afraid of power and have no morals. If you beat them a few times, they will be at ease." , there won’t be those that are there!”

"But if it weren't for you this time, we wouldn't have won so easily!"

Lin Meng'e half-squinted her eyes, feeling Zhong Mo's head touch.

I thought it was childish before, but now it seems pretty good!

"It doesn't matter. I'm only twenty-three years old now. Even if I live to be eighty years old, I can still participate in more than fifty competitions. I will definitely make them scared to the point of weakening their legs every time they hear my name, and they will pee on the spot. Pants!"

"By the way, they have to be paid. As long as you pay me, I can put them in various poses!"

Zhong Mo laughed nonchalantly.

With his current strength, he can carry out a proper dimensionality reduction attack!

Even if he is eighty years old, he can easily crush them.

"I know, my dad and the others will never treat you badly!"

Lin Meng'e raised her head and smiled happily.

A mere few million is really nothing to the Xiangjiang police!

Don’t forget, this is Xiangjiang!

The salary of an ordinary police officer is tens of thousands, and a few million can be exchanged for seven or eight championships. For them, it is simply a bargain with high quality and high cost performance.

"Mr. Zhong, um, we know we were wrong. Can you put Chen Jianhui and Chen Liang back?"

At this moment, Wu Meng came to them, blushing, and asked in a low voice.

That’s right!

Nearly two hours have passed, and Chen Jianhui and Chen Liang are still trapped in the hospital and have not returned yet!

Why?

Can't agree on the price?

The old man asked for 500,000 Chinese national coins, but the most Nanyue country was willing to pay was 50,000, a difference of ten times!

Wu Meng had no choice but to come to Zhong Mo for help.

In his opinion, as long as Zhong Mo opens his mouth, the matter will be easily solved!

Zhong Mo raised his head, looked at Wu Meng with interest, and said with a half-smile: "Captain Wu, are you mistaken? I heard that you broke his arm and he was sent to the hospital immediately, and he was given some compensation. Isn’t that what it should be?”

"Mr. Zhong, I didn't say no compensation, but he asked for 500,000 yuan. Isn't this a lion's mouth?"

Wu Meng shouted angrily, "I think fifty thousand is about the same. If it's more, then it's blackmail!"

Zhong Mo shook his head repeatedly: "Captain Wu, you are wrong. In our country, compensation includes hospitalization expenses, nutrition expenses, labor expenses, mental damage expenses, etc. Do you think 50,000 is about the same?" This 50,000 yuan seems to be just enough for hospitalization expenses, right? What about other expenses? I heard that the old man is over 70 years old and has injured an arm. He will not be able to live a normal life for the next 100 days. Can you bear it? Let him starve to death? Be kind!"

"This, this..."

Wu Meng was speechless by what he said, and finally muttered to himself, "It's still too much!"

"How about this? You can just pay 450,000 yuan!"

Zhong Mo laughed lazily.

"What? Four hundred and fifty thousand?"

Wu Meng was stunned at first, then shook his head and said, "This is still too much. How about you help us? We are willing to pay 60,000 yuan. This, this is too much!"

"Crack!"

Zhong Mo slapped his thigh suddenly, stood up, half-squinted his eyes, stared at him, and said word by word, "Captain Wu, is it more than 450,000? Compared with you, the South Vietnamese country, took the lead in spreading those rumors. "Is this a lot of money? I also heard that if there weren't a few reporters following you, you would have left the old man to die. Do you think this is a lot of money?"

"You, you, you..."

Wu Meng was so shocked that he took several steps back. His face turned pale, he was sweating profusely, and his voice was a little trembling.