Of course, Xu Huo couldn't hand the potion into the opponent's hand, but carefully squeezed out two drops. However, what was disappointing was that the color of the wormhole flower petals showed spots, which meant that the perfect potion was not real.
"It's a pity." Natural Volume shrugged, and after checking the petals, he said: "Although it is not a perfect potion, the ingredients of the potion are still good. I am more interested in this aspect. If you are interested, you can still sell it to me. I
Still offering double the price.”
"It's not a perfect potion, what did you use it for?" The Chinese character stared at him, "You're a good person and got on the train?"
Zi Zi Juan smiled nonchalantly, "In addition to being a player, I am also a businessman. I have opened more than a dozen pharmaceutical factories and several laboratories. The better the quality of the pharmaceuticals, the higher the price."
Everyone who said this was silent in unison - even among players, the gap between rich and poor is still an unbridgeable gap.
It was at this moment that Xu Huo felt his eyes closing heavily. At the same time as he closed his eyes, a weak force suddenly came towards him in the air. He reflexively used defensive items, which was obviously
Feeling that the defensive barrier was touched, his eyes opened again.
The process is as short as closing your eyes and opening them naturally. If it weren't for the fluctuations in space, this less than one second would be no different from before.
Looking from the injection covered by his hand to the smiling natural curls opposite him, Xu Huo put the injection away and smiled, "Originally, it wouldn't matter if I sold it to you, but I hate wealth and can't bear to see others getting rich."
Natural Curl's expression paused for a moment, and the other players in the car started laughing.
After this little episode passed, everyone in the carriage was doing their own thing. Some people had just come out of the dungeon, and some were rushing to the dungeon. So everyone took the time to rest or memorize the dungeon guide, and did not waste energy on insignificant things.
superior.
Xu Huo went to a restaurant for dinner, and a player performed a magic trick. It was not as mysterious as ordinary magicians, because for players, it is too good to have "smart eyes, quick hands" or the use of props, so this player was mainly "performing".
After singing a one-man show, he asked the guests in the restaurant one by one for money.
This player did not feel that it was shameful to do this even though he was a B-level player. Instead, he happily told people: "My family used to have a little money, and I relied on guides to gain player levels. Now my family is in decline, and I am short of money. I work hard in the dungeon to survive."
You don’t get much money, so it’s not bad to perform.”
Everyone in the restaurant was very generous, and Xu Huo also gave me a reward. When it was the turn of the natural volume later, he smiled and said, "I'm not interested in your performance."
The show players kept smiling and skipped to the next one.
Xu Huo raised his head and saw Zi Ziran sitting by the car window raising his glass to him.
Without responding to the other party, he took out a few notes on evolution that he found in someone else's luggage compartment and read them.
Soon it was time to turn off the lights. Xu Huo hurried back to the carriage before the lights went out. Just as he was about to enter the room to rest, Zi Zi Juan reminded him in a low voice: "You have only become an advanced player not long ago. You have no experience. On the train,
It's not a good thing to take or give other people's things."
After he finished speaking, he blinked and entered the room next to him.
These words came true in the middle of the night, when the player who had been performing in the restaurant during the day came to their carriage at about one o'clock in the morning.
Some players didn't like sleeping in a narrow room, so they occupied the sofa in the carriage. This player walked up to a person who had given him money, took off his hat and put it on his chest and gently bowed his head to him, as if
It's a general greeting, then put on the hat again, then walk to the next player and repeat the same action.
Apart from that, he didn't do anything else, and the players he greeted didn't change at all, as if he just passed by and bowed to them.
This abnormal behavior would of course attract the attention of others, so when he walked towards the third player, he was grabbed by the collar and forcibly lifted up.
"what are you doing!"
Unless someone falls into a trap, no one dares to sleep safely at night. With this sound, everyone opened their eyes.
The player who was performing quickly said: "Don't get me wrong, I will get off the car before dawn tomorrow. I just came to express my gratitude."
"Who do you think would believe this?" Another player he had "thanked" had a cold face and was about to kill someone.
But the man who was originally grabbed by the collar seemed to have been punctured, exploding into a pile of paper, and then disappeared!
Everyone hurriedly searched back and forth, but found no one on either side.
"I clearly felt him coming just now." The player who took action said and went to the car in front to look for it. However, as soon as he took two steps, the prop in his hand suddenly turned into flying colors with a "bang".
Paper!
"Fuck!" The player cursed and immediately put away the props on his body. Then he subconsciously looked at the other player who had been "thanked". The other player was also putting away the props on him, but in the next second,
A handful of colored paper burst out of his breast pocket.
"He'd better get off the bus before dawn!" the man said through gritted teeth.
Thanks to someone who stopped it in advance, other people in the carriage who had given money did not lose their props.
Of course, the other party's manipulation is not necessarily because of the money.
"I marked him." The player who took action first said: "As long as he dares to come, changing his skin will be useless!"
However, not long after the incident subsided, a commotion broke out in the car in front. A few seconds later, two players rushed into Xu Huo's car one after another, and attacked the three players who were still standing in the middle.
When players fight, a minute or a second of delay may lead to death, so no one asked about the reason for the fight. Several people started fighting in the carriage, and it was impossible not to affect the people nearby. So in just two minutes,
More than half of the players in Xu Huo's car joined the melee, and several players in the car in front also chased after them.
In the chaos, an unknown prop hit the door of Xu Huo's room. The entire outer wall of the room shattered. As the glass shattered, several sharp blades hidden in the darkness flew towards him.
The opened barrier blocked the attack. While Xu Huo used the space ray blade to separate the surrounding players, the black knife also stabbed the natural volume next to him, "I'm just not selling you the potion, so there's no need to kill people, right?"
Zi Zi Juan didn't say a word, he put his palms together and smashed the space ray blade with one blow. At the same time, with a flick of his fingers, two strong forces pressed the black knife and hit Xu Huo's chest!
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This chapter has been completed!