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Chapter 200 Blood Flows into a River(1/2)

After climbing the tower, Yu Qing checked the speaker channel and saw that the two guilds were still chattering.

Brother Tiandi's combat prowess is off the charts. He competes with several well-known members of the Akatsuki Guild and never loses.

Leaving Sadness: "It's boring! How much does a speaker cost? It will last until the Year of the Monkey... Why don't you compete to open the jar!"

Yu Qing looked so miserable that he couldn't help but come out and make a fuss.

Nowadays, the price of speakers has dropped to RMB 80,000 to 90,000 each. On the one hand, the wish gift box has been revised. If you open it ten times in a row, you will get double rewards, and the production of speakers has increased.

On the other hand, speakers are really not very useful nowadays. Apart from recruiting people to guilds, the only ones left are those that are purely idle and boring. Players who are stupid and have a lot of money like to send them to show off.

There are even some people who post things like "Three speakers for sale, two left, gone", which is just nonsense.

After Yu Qing finished playing the trumpet, he hung up the game and went out to the balcony to admire the moon.



In the game, many people saw a few messages from this No. 1 player in Guangnan, and immediately stirred up waves.

Hua Kai thought: "That's right, what age are we now, and we are still playing trumpet war? You are so rich, you should give us some fresh tricks!"

Zha Zhahui: "I'm tired of watching it. I feel no fluctuation in my heart. I even want to laugh. I want to see blood flowing like a river..."

Werewolf Aganzuo: "I'm wet, how can I open a jar? Brother Sadness must be the one who knows how to play!"

All of a sudden, the players who were watching the show raised their hands in agreement, and they should not take it as a big deal to watch the fun.

"Open a jar? What kind of game is this?"

On Channel 36, several members of the Akatsuki Guild looked at each other in confusion.

The gameplay of Guangnan No. 1 Trench is so unique!

But that's right, after all, the speaker battles are all leftovers from this guy's past. Isn't opening the cans as exciting as when he threw the speakers during the live broadcast?

Xiaozhu: "Damn it, let's show these grade 13 country bumpkins what a rich guild is!"

In front of a certain computer, a young man said excitedly.

He opened the auction house and took a look.

There are currently two types of jars in the Tower of Despair.

One is the ‘Ancient Hero Pocket Jar’, which is not tradable and players only need 1 million gold coins to open it.

The other type, the 'Hero's Pocket Jar', can be traded, and players need 30 million gold coins to open it.

In the auction house, a hero pocket jar can be sold for 70 to 80 million.

Most of these are sold by some airplane gangs.

Of course, there are also some players who are short of money, and after seeing such a high price, they will also switch to Hero Pocket Cans and sell them for money.

Therefore, if you want to open an epic jar now, you will need more than 100 million gold coins to open it.

According to today's gold coins, calculated at 1:25, it would take about 500 oceans.

Tattoo: "Mr. Pig, fuck those bastards from Level 13!"

He also felt like he had been injected with chicken blood, and he felt like blood was splattering everywhere, and he was very excited.

It’s been a long time since we played this kind of heart-racing game. After all, people like them don’t play games just to show off and find excitement, which would be meaningless.

On the other side, in the Thirteenth Division, a group of guys were as wilted as eggplants beaten by frost.

If you are mean, you will laugh: "Playing with jars? We can't afford that, right?"

Although there are some wealthy people in their 13th edition, they usually keep a low profile and are not pushy people.

If it hadn't been for the fact that the beloved little cutie in their guild had been bullied today, they would never have taken the initiative to start a conflict.

The leader in the cute world: "Forget it, everyone, I accept everyone's wishes. We won't play with them, let them do whatever they want!"

The porphyrin said: "That won't work! I'm telling you, little cutie, if you don't stamp out their arrogance this time, they will kick you in the face in the future!"

The leader of the cute world: "But you can't mess with things like this if you have money. It's just a game. Let's all be sensible."

The porphyrin said: "Little cutie, just wait, whoever proposes to open the jar, I will let him bleed!"

In front of the computer, the red-haired young man said fiercely.

He quickly picked up the phone and dialed.

It didn't take long.

Yu Qing reluctantly returned to the study.

Leaving Sadness: "I said you two should stop arguing. Come to the 16th line and compete to open the can. Whoever can't afford it should shut up!"

Yu Qing drank some beer and became angry.

The porphyrin thought: "I don't have a problem, it's up to the Xiao Guild's dogs to see if they dare to take it!"

The red-haired young man said harsh words and quickly chatted privately.

The young man said: "Boss Yu, you have money, but I don't have pliers!"

He handed out Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs without claws, which sold badly at first.

Leaving Sadness: "I'll give you the full scoop, you just have to show off as much as you want tonight!"

Yu Qing said domineeringly.

It's been a long time since he's done something so passionate and a bit wanton.

The young man said: "Haha, it's easy to talk about, sad boss!"

The red-haired young man smiled brightly.

Xiaozhu: "Okay! Who dares to be a grandson! Delete your account and quit the game!"

On line 36, a group of Akatsuki guild members switched channels excitedly.

16 line channel.

People from Division 13 and people from Akatsuki Guild arrived one after another.

For a time, after hearing the news, there was an endless stream of players coming to watch the excitement.

The entire 16-line channel was packed and turned pink.

Leaving Sadness: "Both of you, are you ready?"

Xiaozhu: "Brother Sadness, you will be the referee and I will accept it!"

In front of the screen, the young man straightened his expression.

The opponent, the number one trench in Guangnan, is not just bragging.

He opened the information that the opponent was a sword soul, and stood on the street panel with 3000 power, which is really not something ordinary people can do.

The porphyrin thought: "No problem! Just ask them to come over, I will frown, dad is their wild father!"

In front of the computer, the red-haired young man is in high spirits.

Anyway, the money to open the jar comes from the guy in front of him. The wool comes from the sheep. He can still pretend to be pretty in front of the public, so why not?

Leaving Sadness: "Then let's start! Everyone on the channel will also be witnesses. Whoever loses will apologize. If you don't admit defeat, then continue the competition!"

Yu Qing used a loudspeaker to spread the word.

The next moment, the two people who were ready started to put the jar together.

[Player Xiaozhu obtained the Furious Thunder Kirin from the pocket jar]

[The player Na Ping Shi Ni Nian obtained the Evil Dragon Demon Sword from the pocket jar]

[Player Xiaozhu obtained the Hell Eye from the pocket jar]

[The player Na Pingshen Nian obtained the Millennium Light from the pocket jar]



A series of can opening information is pushed out by the system.

"Gitui...are they really open?"

"It's so awesome...the trench is sky-high!"

A group of onlookers were amazed.

Open a jar for 500 yuan, and if you open a jar for six or seven, it will be a month's salary for an ordinary person.

This is not burning money, it is simply pouring money into the sea!

However, information about opening cans is still being pushed out.

"It's crazy, this is a wealthy person!"

Many players have set up decomposers next to the two of them, just for the sake of convenience when the backpacks of rich people from these two games are full.

At this time, the number of pocket jars on the auction house had doubled, and the price had been sold to 150 million from the previous 80 million.

"Fuck! The Ghost Swordsman's jar is gone!"
To be continued...
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