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Chapter 1188 Black Dragon Man (asking for a monthly ticket)

I thought about the lion's mouth, but I never expected that Yiren would speak with tears and his fingers Rou to ask for rare materials. The chopsticks and the underworld Yanbo were confused when they saw the order. They finally realized that they had met a madman. This madman was not not greedy, but was greedy.

"I don't lack money. If you are sincere, just use the materials on this order to trade," Yiren said indifferently with tears in his eyes.

"This is impossible. There are too many materials for this, and I can't make the decision," Yanbo of the city refused without thinking. The materials on this list may be inconspicuous, but as long as he thinks about how many wild waves need to be knocked out to get them all together, his scalp will be numb.

For a more normal medium-sized guild, the entire warehouse cannot extract so many rare materials.

How long has this guy planned this? This list is not something that experts can't write. Even if an expert can't write it in a short period of time, it's all things in the warehouse of the City of Glory. Obviously, the other party has been paying attention to the city of Glory and has hit the waves. The smoke waves under the city feel numb from scalp to heels.

"Then let me tell you who can make the decision. To be honest, if I hadn't made up my mind to do it alone... Ahem, in short, I took the risk of being exposed to do this business. These materials are the price, and there is no negotiation," Yiren began to become arrogant when she burst into tears.

"Do you know how much these materials are worth?" Yanbo of the city suppressed his anger and strangled the other person to death.

"According to the market price, it will be only 8 million at most," Yiren cried and flashed around, but he was not very clear about it. He didn't go to the trading house and he exchanged points for any materials in the guild.

"You are calculated based on the lowest price, and most of the materials are only transaction records and there is no goods at all. I will give you 10 million. Can you get me a batch of such materials?" As an intelligence leader, Yanbo of the Chengxia was naturally the best way to endure it, but he was really unable to bear it now.

"Since you feel you have lost, then forget it, we can't make a business, and we are righteous..." Yiren interrupted his words with tears in his heart.

There is no point in quarrel at this time, and there is no need for him to reason with the people in the City of Glory. Anyway, he just plans to be unreasonable unless the people in the City of Glory really don’t plan to buy it.

This sentence was like a basin of cold water pouring on Yanbo's head under the city, which made him wake up completely. He quickly called Yiren and tears and kept his fingers around: "It's not a question of whether to lose money or not, it's because I can't make the decision. Please wait. I'll talk to our president that it's not the first time we have cooperated. Why are you doing so anxious?"

Yiren's tears rolled around Zhirou's heart's understanding of Lu Li has reached a higher level again.

If he was Yanbo from the city, he would definitely turn around and leave. Unexpectedly, Lu Li was so clear about his calculations. This order might make the City of Glory vomit blood, but compared to the copy that can be repeatedly brushed on the lower level of the Black Stone Tower, it is obviously not as difficult as they can bear it.

Yanbo under the city is also a personal spirit, and the loss of composure just now is probably a negotiation strategy. Once Yiren burst into tears and feels guilty, they may immediately reject the list of materials.

No one is a simple child when he comes out to make a living.

Even though Yiren's tears were surrounded by the fingers, she had a little thought of doing some career in the game, and now she was completely dispersed.

"In principle, we promised your conditions, but you also know that these materials are very rare, even our union..." Not long after, Yanbo from the city came back.

"Wait a minute, Brother Yanbo, are you sure you want to discuss it slowly? Lu Li and the others are still in the dungeon, so I'm not sure where they are going. You can at least have a little hope to fight for the first kill after getting the guide, but if you talk for another two hours, it will be really not worth the loss," Yiren burst into tears and pointed to a tone that I really thought about you.

A single arrow hit the Red Heart, and the smoke waves under the city were instantly stuck.

"We will mobilize materials from other places and will be delivered to you soon. I don't know if the guide can be..." Yanbo from the city was too lazy to win any benefits for the guild. Yiren burst into tears and said that Shirou was right. At this time, the most valuable thing was actually time.

The transaction was soon concluded, and the materials Lu Li asked for were sent to Yiren's mailbox, which was filled with tears and circling Zhirou, and King Omok's strategy was also delivered to Xiao Mo.

"Haha..." Xiao Mo smiled and made the people in the chat group feel cold.

No one dared to speak. Even the most trusted Xishan Bai and Xue Dagger were silent. After spending so much money, they got such an answer. King Omok didn't have to fight and jumped from the designated position. But they couldn't say that this strategy was fake. Yiren burst into tears and did not cheat them. This could indeed allow them to "pass" King Omok.

"I'm sorry, boss, it's because my thinking is too rigid," Xishanbai gritted his teeth and broke the silence. He could only take the responsibility on himself. After all, he has always been responsible for the affairs of the strategy team.

"Your brain is stiff. Are the other people's brains eaten by dogs?" Xiao Mo said bluntly: "Let's start playing now. If you can't kill the first place below the Black Stone Tower, the bonuses of all relevant personnel in this quarter will be reduced by half. Let's reflect on whether you are doing things with your heart."

After Lu Li confirmed that the transaction was completed, he began to re-add the status and potion and continue to make the bill.

The last wave of ss is guarded by layers of monsters in the depths of the palace.

The black dragon man Vim Salak manages the army below the Black Stone Tower and is ready to launch a full-scale offensive on the dwarves at any time. He has no good feelings for the defeated tribe and his brutal members. In order to protect his master Nefarian, he will sacrifice even the minions of the Black Hand Legion.

Because of this cruel personality, he not only has to guard against the dwarves' counterattack, but also guard against the hidden arrows of his allies.

"Clean it, the monsters here must be cleaned up," Lu Li pointed to the monster and said to the blue sea breeze. The other party rushed up without saying a word. Feng Shao no longer dared to bargain now, and he was simply afraid of being cheated by Lu Li.

Most of the monsters here are in groups, and occasionally there are patrolling evil spirits.

"Oh," Luo Ying recalled that the monster was hitting the monster, but it was suddenly bounced out. The damage caused by the popping out was not much, but the landing point entered the hatred of another wave of monsters, so a new wave of monsters was pulled. Piao Ling reacted quickly and promptly to stop Luo Ying from being beaten up.

"Everyone be careful, don't fall into the hands of the monster," Lu Li reminded.

Now the quality of the team members in the fixed group is already quite good. When they find that the monsters can attack people, they will spontaneously choose their positions and try not to turn their backs to the monsters that have not been pulled away in the distance, so as not to attract more and more people, and end up being beaten to death by a group.

Because the monster rebounded, the blue sea breeze was very cautious, so it took more than ten minutes to clean the monster.

Yiren burst into tears and Zhirou was still guiding the people in the City of Glory to jump off the cliff, so Lu Li knew that the people in the City of Glory had already begun to approach the second wave of the ss. He thought about it and sent the same strategy to Weiyu Pavilion. He didn't tell him at the first time that he did have some selfishness, but if Weiyu Pavilion opened the copy in the City of Glory, it would be too sad to know.

Wim Salak is not a real dragon clan, but a transformed dragon man.

Ten thousand years ago, in the war with the Burning Legion, the guardian of the earth, the king of the Black Dragon, fell and rebelled due to the temptation of the ancient gods. The remaining four guardian dragons, as well as the coalition of the Red, Green, Blue and Bronze Dragon Legion under his command, became the biggest obstacle for the renamed Deathwings and the Black Dragon Legion to achieve their evil goals.

With the power of the Black Dragon Legion, it was obviously unable to compete with the alliance of the four giant dragon legions, causing the Black Dragon Legion to gradually decline in a series of setbacks, leaving only a few individuals hiding among mortals to avoid the pursuit of the guardian dragons.

Death Wings knew that simply with the strength of the Black Dragon Legion, they could never compete with the four guardian dragons, so they started researching the new dragon species very early and handed over this task to their eldest son Nefali's security rights. Nefali's research direction is to integrate the abilities of the five-colored dragon dragon, trying to create an all-around new dragon species that is not afraid of all the power of dragons, and to accelerate its growth with the help of the technological capabilities of his goblins, and finally successfully create a colorful dragon beast.

The Black Dragon Man is the product of this situation.

Wim Salak was extremely loyal to his master, and he was ready to sacrifice for Nefarian at any time. Anyone who would destroy Nefarian's plan would suffer his blow.

"Go up and try it," Lu Li said carelessly. Of course, the final guardian ss cannot be too bad. Vim Salak has more than ten skills, and its physical defense is no less than that of the Omok King, and its danger is more from its wide variety of skills.

He couldn't say how to fight this wave ss as soon as he came up. He had to summarize his experience by failing to use the golden finger of rebirth naturally.
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