The four leaders of the underground fighting arena looked at each other in confusion for a while, with joy and embarrassment in their eyes. They were more unsure of what Wu Ming wanted to do.
Five million spirit stones can be said to be a unique and sky-high price to buy a grandmaster-level martial slave. You can even contact the three top killer organizations through special channels and ask the top grandmaster to take action!
What's more, if you open your mouth, you'll need ten!
If someone else said this, they might think the other person was joking or even provoking, but Wu Ming just won 74.6 million spiritual stones!
Including the sky-high price of 10 million spirit stones to buy Blood Fang, the total is 60 million spirit stones. In other words, Silver Hook Gambling House only needs to pay 14.6 million spirit stones!
No matter how you calculate it, it's a good deal. All you have to pay is ten grandmaster slaves who have no hope of promotion and whose potential and value have been squeezed out!
"Then go find someone who can make the decision!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
If the tone had been the same as before, the four persons in charge would have ordered the expulsion, but they could not afford to squander 50 million spiritual stones casually, and it was completely beyond the scope of reception.
Immediately, the two persons in charge left in a hurry, and were replaced by the previous deacon, who respectfully invited Wu Ming into the VIP room on the upper floor of the casino.
Yu Xiaoqin and others, with Zhong Yi looking miserable, followed him step by step, looking numb and in a daze, and they did not regain consciousness until they entered the private room.
Before the game started, Wu Mingke pledged 1 million spirit stones, and then took out 8.4 million spirit stones as a bet.
In other words, in their eyes, this polished King of Wu, who was just a down-and-out man, actually carried nearly ten million spiritual stones with him, not counting other treasures!
They have never come into contact with semi-saints, but there are great masters among their elders who have seen treasures and mysterious weapons, but at most they only have a hundred or eighty thousand of middle-to-low grade.
But once it reaches the top level of Xuan Weapon, it costs hundreds of thousands, and any treasure weapon costs more than a million, let alone the Taoist weapons above!
No matter how simple and simple it is, it is clear that this kind of wealth is enough to make the semi-saint jealous!
The two persons in charge had to preside over the dungeon fight, so Wu Ming was accompanied by this deacon throughout the whole process. He no longer felt as casual as before, and even felt a little nervous and restless in front of Wu Ming.
Even though I am used to seeing dignitaries, I have never seen such a generous person.
Barely maintaining his mood, he made insinuations about Wu Ming's identity, but the latter didn't hide it at all and directly revealed his identity.
"King Wu of the Eastern Song Dynasty?"
A strange look flashed in the deacon's eyes.
As a citizen of the Tang Dynasty, we would never call our motherland the Middle Tang Dynasty, just like the Eastern Song Dynasty called itself the Great Song Dynasty. This is the pride of our own people!
"Xiao Wang is new here. I don't know who the owner of your house is. Can you tell me?"
Wu Ming said casually.
"This... His Highness is the King of Wu in the Eastern Song Dynasty. He has a distinguished status. How can he pay attention to such a place? It is not a secret from the owner of our shop. This place is the property of the Feng family, a wealthy family in Tanzhou!"
The deacon said carefully.
"Tanzhou?"
Wu Ming raised his brows and nodded noncommittally, with thoughts swirling in his mind, "Tanzhou is the fiefdom of Wu King Li Luo, and is also where his mother Yang Fei's natal family is. Could it be that Silver Hook Gambling House is his property?"
In the Tang Dynasty, although hundreds of schools of thought flourished, the way of merchants was also classified as the lowest. Generally, wealthy families would not openly disclose their opinions openly, but would just set up new puppets to take care of business.
Don't look at this person who said he was from the Feng family, but if he really believed it, it would be called a ghost.
Chang'an was the sacred capital of the Tang Dynasty, and land was extremely expensive. To be able to open such a large gambling house in the most prosperous part of the inner city and run an underground fighting arena similar to black market transactions was something that ordinary wealthy families could not do.
Although King Wu Li Luo was not the legitimate son of Tang Emperor Li Sheng, he was the third son, and he was an outstanding one. There was a rumor that Li Sheng never said, "Wu King Luo is like me."
Therefore, even if there were three direct princes in the Mid-Tang Dynasty, namely Crown Prince Li Longtai, King of Wei Li Cheng, and King of Jin Li Jun, there were also concubine princes like King Wu, who still had great hope of succession.
The reason for this situation can only be said that Li Sheng's ability to give birth to sons is too great, and most of them are outstanding and intelligent. However, the prince Li Longtai has done several extraordinary things in the throne for many years, so that there were rumors in the palace that Li Longtai was the prince.
Sheng has a heart for easy storage!
As a result, the thoughts of the other princes naturally became alive, running around, gearing up, and exerting all their strength to win the position of the Eastern Palace!
Of course, these are all well-known to everyone. Although the people at the bottom are not clear about it, anyone with some political foresight or power will know it clearly.
Wu Ming has been able to find out this for the time being...
Seeing that he didn't say anything, the deacon carefully poured some spiritual tea, and started talking about the culture of the capital, its customs, etc., and started to talk. In addition, he was also a well-rounded person, so he gradually started to let go.
And with his status, he may not do this to foreign kings and nobles, even relatives of the emperor, but the key is that these people cannot produce an astonishing amount of spiritual stones!
Even if they could afford it, who could squander 60 million spiritual stones like Wu Ming?
To be able to serve as a deacon in the Silver Hook Gambling House where the daily income is huge, one’s cultivation level is second to none, one’s eyesight and knowledge are both indispensable, and one knows exactly what it means!
Wu Ming's performance is not like that of a second-generation ancestor. His amazing talents and outrageous boldness are enough to crush all the nobles he has ever seen!
Not long after waiting, a tall, thin middle-aged man with a restrained aura entered the private room under the introduction of two persons in charge of the underground fighting arena.
Through self-introduction, I learned that this person’s name is Feng Gui, and he is the general manager of foreign affairs of the Feng family. He is also the local general manager and is fully responsible for all matters!
"It turns out that it's Manager Feng who is here!"
Wu Ming cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Guanshi Feng must have understood my conditions. If it is convenient, I hope to handle it as soon as possible!"
"Feng, a mere white man, does not deserve to be treated with such courtesy as the prince!"
Feng Gui has no airs of a great master, but looks like a businessman. He smiled and said, "I understand the conditions of the prince, but there is one thing that must be explained clearly."
“Guanshi Feng has something to say, but it’s okay to say it!”
"No matter what the prince uses for buying them, once they leave the Tang Dynasty, they will not be allowed to set foot on the border of the Tang Dynasty!"
Feng Gui said seriously.
Wu Ming frowned slightly, this restriction was too big.
But I also understand that even if the ten Grandmaster Martial Slaves who have exhausted their potential and been completely squeezed out are released, they will still be top-notch warriors, and it will be difficult to find any rivals at the same level.
If you really want to do something, it will cause a lot of damage. This condition is a guarantee for the future!
After pondering for a while, Wu Ming nodded and said: "Yes, but your house is responsible for sending them safely out of the border of Datang."
"That's so reasonable!"
Feng Gui's eyes lit up and he nodded with satisfaction, "Not only that, for such a big deal, we will also give away eleven slave rings for the prince to control!"
After that, he waved his hand casually on the table, and eleven more rings the size of dark brown rings appeared.
"Thank you!"
Wu Ming also nodded with satisfaction.
Only Xue Fang's complexion changed slightly.
Fortunately, there are only ten of them. They should be prepared for those ten people, but he has no use for them.
And it is also reasonable. Wu Ming bought ten Grandmaster martial slaves, not because Wu Ming was generous enough to pity them, but because he planned to use them as dead soldiers!
"This is the list of master-level martial slaves registered in the underground martial arts arena in the square. It records in detail their various information, including their martial arts records. The prince can choose at will!"
Feng Gui took out a booklet and said.
What surprised him was that Wu Ming glanced casually and recommended it to Xueya, letting this martial slave whom he had only met once and fought against, to choose.
Bloody Fang was equally surprised, but he did not refuse, and instead of selecting only ten people, he selected dozens of people.
"Manager Feng, if it's convenient, I'd like to take a look at the goods!"
Wu Ming was even more satisfied. He was a smart man and it was worth saving his life.
"Easy to say!"
Manager Feng did not refuse and pointed at a landscape painting that took up most of the wall in the private room. The light and shadow flickered on it. In the blink of an eye, a curtain of light revealed, and hundreds of shadowy figures appeared.
Wu Ming nodded secretly. There were hundreds of Grandmaster Martial Slaves alone. The power of Silver Hook Gambling House was much greater than imagined.
This is still on the surface. There may not be people with shady identities or alien races, and there may be great masters. This is extremely amazing!
Moreover, according to the previous agreement, he could only choose martial slaves whose potential had been exhausted, had no value for exploitation, and had been half-abandoned by Silver Hook Gambling House.
Not only that, most of these martial slaves have no worries. Even if they still have relatives alive, they are either unable to pay the huge amount of life-saving spiritual stones, or they are abandoned by their families, or they may even be captured and even put on death row everywhere.
But this is nothing. With Bloody Tooth here, you are not afraid of being cheated!
"Can I, the king, meet them in person?"
Wu Mingliu said thoughtfully.
"Your Majesty is really amazing! Please!"
Feng Gui praised him, stood up, and led Wu Ming away.
Yu Xiaoqin and others wanted to follow, but one of them persuaded them to stay behind on the pretext of taking care of Zhong Yi, who was seriously injured and had yet to recover.
Soon, he returned to the underground fighting arena, but went to a side room. Inside was also a huge square, about the size of a football field, where dozens of martial slaves with ferocious auras were waiting.
Before they even got close, I felt a strong evil aura coming towards my face. Fortunately, no one was easy-going, so they didn't feel any discomfort.
Feng Gui had been observing Wu Ming, and when he saw that his expression did not change, he could even be said to be calm and unhurried, he nodded secretly.
Wu Ming seemed unaware and walked straight up to him without saying a word, just looking around casually.
These people all have expressions of indifference, no fluctuations, or to put it mildly, numbness and despair about the future!
But he believed that Xueya's selection of these people was not unfounded, but he just couldn't explain it clearly in front of Feng Gui, or he didn't want to make his new master feel inappropriate.
Cultivating dead soldiers is extremely taboo and must not be spoken out easily. It is also strictly forbidden to form gangs and be completely loyal to the master.
Bloody Fang was used to life and death in the underground fighting arena, and had already despaired of the future, but now that he had hope, he was never willing to make a small sacrifice and leave a bad impression.
The most important thing is that Wu Ming needs to show kindness. Only in this way can these Wu slaves who meet for the first time be loyal, instead of just relying on the slave ring control!
boom!
After observing silently for a few moments, Wu Ming took a step forward, and the evil energy surged like a hurricane! (To be continued)