"This is the ghost-eyed sand fox? It's quite beautiful."
A rumbling voice echoed in the room. The owner of the voice grabbed the ghost-eyed sand fox with his fat hand, making the seventh-level being scream. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of this hand.
Looking up from the arm, there is a fat woman as strong as a mountain...
"Sister Bo, please be gentle, you will crush this fox to death."
A man was watching from behind, sweating profusely, and wanted to reach out to stop him, but he didn't dare. He could only shrink his hands and feet beside him in worry.
"Isn't it just a fox? What? If you catch it to death, you can catch it to death. What's the big deal?"
The fat woman roared disdainfully, and swung the fox in her hand twice in the air. The ghost-eyed sand fox obviously couldn't bear her huge strength, and even its struggle became weaker.
"Vice President Li, this is what Shentang wants. It's hard to explain to you if you kill me." A man walked into the room, it was the boss of Pin Palace, Mr. Wen Yanwen.
The fat woman glanced sideways at him and snorted: "Call me Sister Bo!"
Mr. Wen was old enough to be this woman's grandfather. Faced with such a disrespectful answer, he didn't mind at all. Instead, he nodded and said: "Okay."
Sister Bo stopped looking at Mr. Wen, threw the fainted ghost-eyed sand fox to the person next to her, walked to the side, and sat down on the stone pier.
That stone pier is the only one in the whole house, the rest of the chairs are all made of wood.
Mr. Wen came to sit on the chair in the middle and drank tea leisurely. While drinking, a pair of fat women said: "Sister Bo, why didn't your president come?"
"No time." The fat woman found a pig leg from somewhere and was chewing it until her mouth was full of oil.
"Then you have full authority to make decisions on behalf of your president?" Mr. Wen asked again.
"Yes." Sister Bo answered simply.
Wen appeared and drank tea with his head down, his eyes thoughtful.
"Sister Bo, let me ask something. I once had a relationship with your Vice President Leng. I wonder if he is okay now?"
"died."
Due to the alliance with Pinggong, the current Retail Chamber of Commerce cannot maintain the overall mystery, and many things are well known. For example, their president is still called the president of the conference, and his last name is unknown. The vice president has become Yang.
With this woman Li Bo, where is the former vice president? Where is the person named Leng Ran who was on the national individual strength ranking list? Where is he?
Dead? Mr. Wen thought, maybe it is possible, but how did he die? Is there any conflict with the president of the conference? Or, the president of the conference is not the president of the previous conference? Otherwise, why did he train two new assistants?
And gave up the previous one?
A few minutes later, just as Mr. Wen was thinking about these things, footsteps were heard outside, and then an unkempt old man walked in.
Mr. Wen stood up immediately.
This person is also not the nameless director of the Shentang, but he is also the real number two person. He is a master on a par with the nameless director in the field of scientific research.
After Director Anonymous began to shift his focus to cultivation in the past year, the scientific research that the Shentang depends on for its survival has been completely controlled by this doctor named Zi Che.
He is the second-in-command of the Shentang. The director does not say anything, and Dr. Zi Che’s order is the final order. His position is much stronger than that of Sister Bo in the retail chamber of commerce. Sister Bo said that she can make decisions on behalf of the president, and Mr. Wen insisted.
I reserve my opinion, but if Dr. Ziche said this, he would believe it ten thousand times.
"Dr. Ziche, please sit down."
The old man hummed, but did not sit down. Instead, he walked to the middle of the room, where the ghost-eyed sand fox and the mutated sea buckthorn were tied to the ground. Although they were both awake, they were also listless.
"The seventh-level ghost-eyed sand fox has a companion life of level seven, which is barely enough."
Dr. Ziche muttered to himself, stretched out his hand and fiddled with the three mutant beings, but somehow he felt a little dissatisfied.
Mr. Wen was watching on the side, thinking in his mind that it would take level eight to be satisfied? But let’s not talk about whether there are eight-level accompanying ghost-eyed sand foxes and mutant sea-buckthorn trees. Even if there were, it would only require the director of the alliance and the director of the conference.
Just a few of you can work together.
"Old man, how's it going? With these gadgets, can you make a mature eight-level product?" Sister Bo looked at the dirty Dr. Ziche and asked casually.
Dr. Ziche narrowed his eyes.
He is sloppy, which is good. At his evolutionary level and status, few people are so dirty, but he spends all his time doing research, so this is normal.
He is weird, which is not bad. Regardless of his status, he does not need to look at other people's faces. Having a bad temper or being weird is his unique right.
But this does not mean that he is stupid and can be bullied by others.
The two guards who came with Dr. Ziche looked even worse and scolded Sister Bo, telling her to pay more attention to what she said.
Although the Shentang was also attacked by Yunding, the damage was far less than that of the Retail Chamber of Commerce. It has been silent for so many years, which is to accumulate strength, and this is the style of the organization.
In their eyes, they look down upon the Retail Chamber of Commerce.
Now that this arrogance is being challenged by a woman as fat as a pig, they will naturally not give up.
"Fighting? This is my favorite." Sister Bo threw the few remaining pig leg bones to the ground and stood up. The two terrifying lumps of meat on her chest were shaking wildly. She reached out and took out two round-headed war hammers from the space.
Each one is as huge as a writing desk, as fat as she is, and looks small under the two war hammers.
"enough!"
Mr. Wen felt that neither Sister Bo nor Dr. Zi Che took him too seriously. The forces behind them, whether it was the Retail Chamber of Commerce or the Shentang, did not take Pingong too seriously. This had never happened before.
It can be seen from the joint efforts of the three parties to kill the ninth-level life. The subsequent distribution still suffered a small loss for Pingong. He had been dissatisfied for a long time. Facing the second-in-command of the two forces, the anger accumulated in his heart finally burst out at this time.
Already.
"We are allies and we must learn to respect each other. If you feel that the alliance is unnecessary, you can withdraw!"
Mr. Wen clasped his hands behind his back and almost growled at the two people.
Seeing that the two people were a little dazed, he lowered his voice, but his tone was still cold: "Don't always think that your own power is not great. If the president or director of the conference also feels the same, there is no need to join forces with our little Pinggong.
With all due respect, haven’t we all been beaten like lost dogs by Genting? We are all fucking lost dogs, do we still need to bite our hair?”
Both Sister Bo and Dr. Ziche glared at Mr. Wen, but Boss Pingong was not afraid at all.
"Do you think it sounds bad? Are you unhappy? Do you want to kill me? Come on, let's compete to see who has the harder fist. But after the competition, if you are beaten to the point where you can't even recognize your mother, then you will be honest with me from now on.
You’re like a dog with your tail between your legs, don’t bark in my face!”
Sister Bo and Zi Che were a little surprised that Wen Yanfa, who had always been gentle, became so popular.
Although Sister Bo is confused and Zi Che is unsophisticated, they all know that the overall strength of Pinggong ranks last among the three families, but Wen Yan's personal strength is actually not much weaker than the president and director of the conference.
After killing a level nine life, Wen Yan said that the strength displayed was shocking.
Needless to say, Dr. Zi Che, although he is also an eight-star evolver, he is not a combat professional. In this regard, he is very similar to Liu Zhenghong. It is estimated that even a seven-star evolver can fight him.
But Sister Bo is different. She is a pure warrior, a typical apocalyptic evolver who has rich combat experience and has experienced countless life-and-death struggles. She also gained the eight-star strength bit by bit on her own.
She knew very well that she was no match for Wen Yan. When someone was angry now, no matter how ugly the words they said, they could not change this fact.
This is the end of the world. Wen Yan scolded them, but they are strong, so you have to endure it, otherwise... you will fight with them.
"Let's get down to business." Wen Yan said coldly and answered his seat.
The other people also sat down on their own, no matter how unruly their expressions were, they all remained quiet.
"There are a few things." Wen Yan took the initiative, which lowered his anger a lot. "The first thing is that the first batch of delivery time we agreed on before is very close. Are you two ready?
"
"There is no problem with the retail trade association." Sister Bo picked up the pig legs on the ground and gnawed them, saying as she ate.
"We have no problem either."
Dr. Ziche nodded.
"Then the second thing is to divide the sphere of influence between the three of us. There were three plans before. Which one do you agree with?"
The three alliances each occupy a good position in the northwest region. Their respective bases are connected as points to form a triangle. The three alliances all feel that the location inside should be used as their sphere of influence. On this basis, they will develop their respective
surrounding.
However, due to many problems such as topography, urban division, etc., it is not as simple as dividing it into three parts. Everyone has their own thoughts and wants places with relatively more resources. In the end, Wen Yan proposed several distribution plans, each with its own advantages and disadvantages, so that
Everyone considers it.
"Our boss says the second one is the best. If you don't agree, then the third one will work, but the first one won't."
Sister Bo was so sincere that she quoted the exact words of the conference president.
Dr. Ziche frowned and thought for a while, "The third type."
Wen Yan nodded, the third grade palace would suffer more, but he didn't want to argue about this, so he agreed.
"The third thing is, regarding joint exploration of secret realms and the capture of Jedi, which one do you prefer?"
The three forces all have grudges against Yunding. After in-depth analysis, they all feel that the reason why Ye Zhongming and Yunding have developed so quickly and become so powerful now has a lot to do with their early possession of the secret realm.
It has a big relationship, even now, the secret realm still provides them with a steady stream of resources.
Since Genting can do it, then other forces can naturally do it too.
It’s not that everyone has tried it before, but they weren’t as lucky as Genting. They didn’t encounter a simple secret realm. But now that the powerful forces have joined forces and have the strength to kill nine-level beings, then they can develop secret realms or mysterious Jedi on the earth.
, shouldn’t be a problem, right?
But what Wen Yan didn't expect was that Sister Bo and Zi Che had the same answer, so we would discuss it later.
Wen Yan wanted to say something, please discuss with your sister, now is a great opportunity, okay? But in an instant, he understood that after the two forces obtained the resources of ninth-level life, they felt that their strength had greatly improved, and they wanted to explore on their own.
Wen Yan secretly resented it, but there was nothing he could do about it. Although Pinggong seemed to be very beautiful on the surface and ranked among the best in the national rankings, it was located in the northwest. The resources in each area were either very few or a lot, and they were unevenly distributed. Pinggong
Being able to achieve such a great reputation is actually more due to Wen Yan and his war beast 'Millennium'. The overall strength is not as strong as these two, so he is really not sure if he is allowed to explore the secret realm alone.
But he didn't want to cooperate with you, so he had no choice. He suppressed his dissatisfaction and continued: "Then let's talk about the fourth thing..."
But before Wen Yan could say anything, Sister Bo's body suddenly shook, she pouted her mouth, and spat out a mouth full of broken bones. Then she dug around her chest, and a piece of jade as big as a palm appeared in her hand.
When Wen Yan saw it, he immediately swallowed back his scolding words.
That is the same frequency jade, a kind of long-distance communication equipment. There are two pieces of the same frequency jade, which are a pair. If you write something with blood on one of them, the same words will be displayed immediately on the other one. The higher the level, the higher the level.
The higher the same frequency jade, the greater the distance it can function.
This thing has a single function, but it is a good thing in the end of the world when there are not many communication methods. At least Pinggong does not have it. Seeing that the one in Sister Bo's hand has reached the blue level, the communication distance may be more than thousands of kilometers.
This distance allows Pinggong to contact the Ling Chamber of Commerce and the Shentang.
Sister Bo stood up immediately after seeing the words above.
"Sister Bo, what's wrong?"
Wen Yan knew that something must have happened, something serious, otherwise this violent woman with thick lines would never have such an expression.
Dr. Ziche also looked at Sister Bo, waiting for her answer.
"Near our base, we found Ye Zhongming, the King of Genting..." Sister Bo was stunned when she spoke, because she really couldn't figure out why the biggest enemy in everyone's minds suddenly appeared here.
"How many people did you bring?!" Wen Yan's expression changed. If Yunding came out in full force and directly found the Ling Chamber of Commerce's camp, it would really be possible to wipe them out in one fell swoop.
Next, maybe his palace.
This is a big event!
"There are only...a small number of subordinates, none of the core members, and none of the war beasts. The news is that Ye Zhongming wanted to sneak into our base, but Vice President Yang discovered that he is pestering him at the moment!"
Wen Yan and Zi Che didn't speak, but their eyes were bright.
"Big, the president of the conference sent a message saying that whether this is a trap or not, he will try to kill the King of Clouds. You must participate. Come with me later. A 'U-shaped wormhole' will be opened at the camp.
Let's go there. The other one will go to pick up the troops from Shentang."
The news came so suddenly that even calm Wen Yan hesitated. After half a minute of thinking, he had the same idea as the president.
It must be very strange for Ye Zhongming to appear here, but even if it is really a trap, the worst result is that Yunding will come out in full force, along with Ten Thousand Beast Manor, the Daily Resistance Army, and the coalition forces of Deacon Shui.
But as long as they are three families gathered together, it will be a battle!
Occupying the right location, people and people, we are still afraid of him!
"Let all our warriors assemble!" Wen Yan gave an order, and the entire Pin Palace moved. A moment later, a pitch-black hole appeared on the lake outside Pin Palace, and countless Pin Palace warriors swarmed in.
At the same time, in an underground base under a mountain range, groups of warriors carrying various strange beasts and huge cages were also teleported thousands of kilometers away through a black hole!
The allied forces of Ling Chamber of Commerce, Pin Palace and Shentang all moved for one person.