Chapter 452 Finally Got the News About the Black Market

Among the people, there were five or six who were at the advanced level of war emperor, and they knew best how difficult it was to treat Zhang Xing.

Even the junior war master is unwilling to do this method.

First of all, it consumes too much fighting energy, and it may not be fully recovered in a month or two. If the enemy finds out, they will definitely launch a sneak attack. Then there will be no place to cry. Why cry when everyone is dead.

Unless it is a close relative, parents, elders, son or grandson, no one will take action.

Secondly, the danger is too great. The person being rescued will die if he is not careful. Who will bear this responsibility?

And this dwarf named Zhang Kong actually had such terrifying fighting spirit. It only took him half an hour to heal Molt, without changing his face, not panicking, and not breathing.

The contempt in his heart disappeared, and he looked at Zhang Xing with deep fear in his eyes.

This is a great god among the dwarves. His cultivation level is at least in the middle stage of War Lord.

Thinking of this, all the presidents and the elders of several major families stood up straight unconsciously and became much more respectful.

"President Molter, please take a step to speak."

Zhang Xing didn't know that in these people's minds, they only wanted to ask about the black market.

"Everyone, wait a minute. You will have dinner at my place tonight. I won't say any more polite words. You understand, haha!"

Molte is a little taller than Zhang Xing, but his burly figure is about two and a half times his size.

His body fully recovered and he was in a good mood. He greeted everyone and led Zhang Xing to a secret room.

"Senior, if you have any instructions, just give them. Molt must handle it for you even if he goes up to the mountain of swords or to the sea of ​​fire, without even frowning."

As soon as he entered the secret room, Molt immediately saluted and expressed his respect.

Opportunities are rare. If you don't catch a great master like Zhang Kong, you may never meet him again in your life.

"Well! There's no need to be polite. I have a small matter to ask you. There's no need to hide it. If you can, just say it. If you can't, I'll leave."

Zhang Xing sat upright, his eyes were deep, and he spoke calmly in a normal manner.

"Senior, please explain clearly!"

Molt stood still and said respectfully.

"I heard that the black market here is quite famous, and rare items are often sold. Do you know the address?"

Zhang Xing asked.

"I know, Molt often goes to sell some things and also buys things."

"Senior, if you want to go, you can always!"

Molt said cheerfully.

In Wanwu City, seniors can go wherever they want. I believe no place dares to restrict you. It's too late for them to flatter you!

"Hmm! Is there any important news on the black market recently? For example, one or two large-scale Warcraft will be sold, or something like that?"

Zhang Xing decided it was better to be careful and not tell Long directly. It wasn't that he didn't trust Molt, but that he didn't trust anyone here.

"Senior, there will be a show the day after tomorrow, but the time has not been determined yet. We won't know until tomorrow night."

"Senior will stay here for two nights. Then I will invite senior to come and have a look."

Molt shook his huge head and thought for a moment, then said with a smile on his wrinkled face.

"There's no need to stay. I'll come back tomorrow night. Please tell me the price of those large monsters first. Are they traded in gold coins or crystal stones?"

Hearing Zhang Xing's question, Molt became even more convinced that Zhang Xing was from a higher country.

I just opened my mouth with two low-grade crystal stones, one sentence is worth one. The great gods of the surrounding tribes would definitely not want it like this.

"Senior, I used a small amount of crystals and a lot of gold coins!"

Molt replied.