The four members of the Hibiscus Team instantly had red eyes and were so excited that they couldn't help themselves.
This is Lu Ze’s recognition of the Hibiscus Team!
This is Lu Ze’s recognition of each of them!
At this moment, Lu Ze's prestige has risen to its peak in the hearts of everyone in the Mugina team.
Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of them, if Lu Ze says a word, they probably won't even blink an eye.
"Master Warlord, we have completed the transportation."
Suddenly a word of respect came out from behind, and the four Yanhuang warriors headed by Zhao Rong stood behind them and bowed. They also heard Lu Ze's words just now. Although their positions were different, they were also touched in their hearts, so these words actually meant something.
Somewhat sincere.
Lu Ze ignored Zhao Rong and others. He looked at Qi Yuan and asked, "What is the procedure for handling the spoils of Hibiscus?"
"Whether it is the Battle Association or the Yanhuang Alliance, there are official channels for processing, but the prices are usually lower, so everyone usually submits them to the underground black market for a unified auction, even if they are charged 5%, it is still higher than the official channel.
The price is 1 to 2 times. But the Ten Directions Alliance..."
"Okay, then send them over together." Lu Ze said calmly, which made Qi Yuan's next words instantly stuck.
Zhao Rong and others looked up in shock!
Isn't it enough to kill one person and cripple another? You have to step on the door again.
Is this the tyranny of the eight realm warriors?
Qi Yuan only felt his breath reaching the top of his head, and he looked back at his teammates excitedly.
The four of them looked at each other, grinned at the same time, and responded generously:
"Send it over!"
…
A quarter of an hour later.
Lu Ze held a thick atlas under his arms and boarded the empty transport truck gracefully.
This time, he was the only one in the entire carriage.
Choosing a seat at the edge, Lu Ze quietly flipped through the Star Mist album, just like before.
Outside the car, there was silence.
This is the Eight Realm Warriors, a master of the Eight Realms who keeps a low profile and even takes public transportation when traveling!
I'm afraid they will never be able to learn this kind of behavior in their lifetime.
The people in the entire camp watched with complicated eyes as the car rumbled and gradually faded away.
Everyone knows that from now on, the real storm has just begun to form!
Team Hibiscus [Consultant Lu], this short-lived name will probably shock half of the Shangnan martial arts world!
The four Yanhuang warriors stood on the spot until they saw the vehicle disappear completely. Only one of them looked at Zhao Rong and asked, "What should we do?"
This is the first time that they have been ignored like this since they entered the Sixth Realm.
But what was rare was that they were intact and had no idea of revenge for Fan Qisheng and Duan Yue.
After all, it was Duan Yue and Fan Qisheng who provoked the enemy first, and the general killed the general. There is nothing wrong with this.
Zhao Rong turned around after hearing this, glanced at the onlookers who were secretly looking here, and said expressionlessly: "Prepare two reports and report everything truthfully. Remember, you only need to state the facts."
"Then, of course we do what we should do. Have you seen the looks in the eyes of the people around us?"
"This time the Battle Association came out on top. We must regain the face lost by the Yanhuang Battle Alliance from those Terror-Eating Spiders."
"Not only are we saving those who are trapped in the fog, but we are also saving ourselves."
"The power of a warrior...is truly untouchable."
Zhao Rong murmured.
…
In the second transport vehicle that no one was paying attention to, Combat Association observer Tian He slumped in a chair, breathing numbly like a carp that had just landed.
This is really...
So exciting!
The colleague next to him was not much better. He leaned in the car and took a long look at Tian He.
"Did you already know that?"
"Do you believe me when I say I don't know?" Tian He twisted his neck helplessly.
"Do not believe."
"He is truly a free-falling boss..." Tian He's eyes flashed with blazing fire. He opened his tablet and entered the forum skillfully.
It's time to ask those leeks for help.
Three seconds later, a post was updated on the forum.
As a well-known talkative king, [Aston Rice Field] ID attracted countless enemies as soon as he posted.
Tian He saw that the post he had just posted had already received 14 replies, and he couldn't help but nodded with slight satisfaction.
"Shocking! The 7th realm Yanhuang warrior is so unbearable, wearing a liquid metal suit, he can't even block the 8th realm warrior's blow."
[20cm Geoduck]: "It's you again, are you addicted to fishing?"
[Prostitute Man]: "Shame on the Shimada family!"
[General Yanhuang]: "Thank you for the invitation. I am in the underworld. I just went to hell. I didn't expect anyone to remember me. It was very windy when I left that day and it was very painful. I even cheated the body during the cremation. I have been
He shouted that he didn't want to die, but they tied him with iron chains and burned him in the end. The fire was very strong and the fire made a squeaking sound. It burned for three days and three nights.
None of them cried, and one couldn't help laughing..."
[Old driver never drives]: "Are you a devil upstairs? A 7th realm warrior wearing a liquid metal suit definitely has the strength to fight against an 8th realm warrior. Can't he block a blow? There is a possibility...
"
Seeing this, Tian He's eyes lit up, his hands were flying, and he quickly asked piously: "What's possible?"
[Old driver never drives]: "Because the person he is fighting against is an 8-star, wind-level mist monster! He is also an eight-level warrior, a low comparison, and I like how you look like you have never seen the world."
Tian He was stunned for a moment, and was about to think about the deep meaning of this sentence, but soon realized that this guy was actually mocking him, and his hands crackled in anger: "You are from Dunhuang, right? There are so many murals! Believe it or not, I just need a phone call.
Go over and ask a hundred Peppa Pigs to call you daddy downstairs."
"Huh? The dog is swearing more than the original poster."
"You know this troll can't spit out ivory."
In an instant, the forum was in a state of uproar.
…
Half an hour later, Lu Ze got out of the car and entered the city calmly amidst the surprised and doubtful eyes around him.
At the same time, a shocking news was transmitted back along the newly restored communication line, like a depth bomb detonating the entire Shangnan martial arts world.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! [No. 10 on the Shangnan Warriors Ranking, Sixth Realm Warrior, Blood Mantis Duan Yue, lost in a duel, his limbs and bones were shattered, and he was seriously injured and comatose. 】
[No. 5 in Shang Nan’s martial arts rankings, Seven Realm Warriors, Guillot Fan Qisheng, lost a duel, was seriously injured, and in shame... committed suicide by drinking bullets. 】
Especially the last few words of the second message shocked everyone who got the message.
"Kill yourself with a bullet? Are you kidding!"
"Is Fan Qisheng someone who would shoot himself?"
"We, the Yanhuang Fighting Alliance, have countless warriors. This is the first time in the past twenty years that I have heard of someone committing suicide in shame." Two hundred kilometers north of Shangnan City, at the foot of Qinglin Mountain shrouded in light mist, there is a hexagonal column building.
Inside, several people looked at the two pictures projected on the huge light screen at the same time, and remained silent for a long time.
In the second picture, Fan Qisheng is holding a golden revolver, with a huge bullet hole between his eyebrows, and he is dying with his eyes open.
"...the shame of a warrior." A voice that could not tell the difference between joy and anger sounded coldly.
In the dome area of Shangnan City, there is a single-family villa in the Caifeng Villa, the residence of the top dignitaries.
Lin Chujun, with lazy eyes, clutching a top-notch luxury jewelry Purples handbag, and wearing a light yellow windbreaker, had just pushed the door open when he heard a deep voice coming from the sofa in the main hall.
"Urgent news from outside the city, come with me to Changyang Street."
Lin Chujun kicked off one of his high-heeled shoes nonchalantly, frowned and asked: "Isn't there news about the Tiger Shark Society's Wasteland Warriors outside the city? Is there anything else to discuss? If you have anything to do, just discuss it directly with those old guys. Why bother dragging you with me?"
My precious daughter.”
"At the G71 defense zone hunting camp, Fan Qisheng, the 7th realm general of the Sikong family, has just passed away. Our Ten Directions Alliance is really in troubled times."
Hearing this sentence, Lin Chujun narrowed his eyes, the corners of his eyes were slightly narrow and upward, with a faint charm.
"Dead? It's a good time. Now that Father has spoken, I have to accompany you for a walk." Lin Chujun said casually, put on the high heels that he had kicked off, and carefully adjusted himself in front of the floor-length mirror.
With the silk scarf around her neck, she slightly raised her white chin, looking at the beauty in the mirror with self-pity, "Look, should I send you a flower basket or a wreath?"
"How unbecoming a girl's house is!" the burly figure sitting on the sofa stood up angrily.
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