Xiao Jianren didn't think twice and just blurted out the word "deal".
After saying that, he looked at Zhou Shiqi with a smile.
Zhou Shiqi was stunned. When he came to his senses, his first reaction was that his price was lower.
Lao Xiao was a very shrewd person, and Zhou Shiqi would never believe that he was doing business at a loss.
In other words, the value of the blood in your body may be much higher than imagined, a lot...
So much so that Lao Xiao now doesn't even bother to pay back the offer.
Seeing that Zhou Shiqi looked wrong, Xiao Jianren was afraid that he would regret it, so he couldn't help but speak first: "Wang Dazhuang, you just said it yourself for 20,000 points of merit, so you can't go back on your word."
"Although your body is a husky, you are well organized and eat public food. Now you are a dog with status. You must keep your word."
Zhou Shiqi's little face suddenly fell down, and his words were blocked by Lao Xiao. How could he deny it?
Seeing Xiao Jianren's face as if he had taken advantage of the situation and was a villain, Zhou Shiqi was filled with embarrassment and really wanted to bite him to death.
After taking a few deep breaths to suppress the unhappiness in his heart, Zhou Shiqi had a livid face and said angrily: "Twenty thousand merit points for a tube of blood, I will naturally keep my word, but..."
After changing his tone, Zhou Shiqi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "My blood is expensive, and it is in limited supply. I can only sell you one tube!"
"One tube? That's too little!" Xiao Jianren muttered.
"Don't pull it down, I don't want to sell it yet!" Zhou Shiqi curled his lips angrily.
Xiao Jianren touched his nose: "Okay, just take one tube at a time. Something is better than nothing."
As he spoke, a short sword slipped from his cuff. Xiao Jianren held the hilt of the sword with his backhand and handed it to Zhou Shiqi.
"A tube of blood is five milliliters. You can roughly put some on my dagger."
Zhou Shiqi rolled his eyes, ignored him, and directly turned his searching eyes to Monk Sanjie.
Monk Sanjie chuckled lightly and said confidently: "I don't need your blood. The Buddhist techniques I learned can inherently control these evil spirits."
Zhou Shiqi nodded and turned to Fang Shaojie.
Fang Shaojie didn't say anything, just looked at him with an innocent face.
The corner of Zhou Shiqi's mouth twitched twice, Lao Fang was crying for poverty!
However, Zhou Shiqi knew in his heart that Lao Fang was really poor. He was only at level 4. Although he commanded a team of players at the Shuntian Base, his net worth was still not as good as that of Lao Xiao and Monk Sanjie.
What's more, Lao Fang is now focusing all his attention on his squinting eyes, almost to the point of becoming a demon. He has spent all the merit points he has to exchange for the elixir that can evolve his eyes, and there are not many merit points left.
The time he treated himself to a magical meal before, he almost went bankrupt!
Zhou Shiqi sighed, why is Lao Fang so pitiful? He is his cheap big brother and he is also kind to him. Of course, Zhou Shiqi cannot really care about his merit points.
Using his eyes to signal Lao Fang to be calm, Zhou Shiqi finally focused his attention on the most fashionable and fashionable classmate Aji.
Just as Xiao Zhe was about to say no, Xiao Jianren took the opportunity to kick his heel, and then gave him a quick wink.
I don’t know what message Xiao Jianren sent him, but Xiao Zhe’s face turned dark at that time.
Seeing this, Xiao Jianren glared at him with hatred, as if to say, "Whether you want to go or not, I will beat you to death if you don't."
Xiao Zhe sighed helplessly, and reluctantly said: "Uncle, my nephew, I would like to wish you a happy birthday. I wish you happiness every year and happiness every year!"
Zhou Shiqi: "???"
What's going on? Call me uncle?
Why don’t you wish me a happy new year? It’s still more than half a year before the Chinese New Year. You’re praying too early this year!
Also, the last sentence is obviously a birthday congratulations, so it’s too careless to use it here!
This brat really thinks of me as a dog that doesn't understand anything...
Zhou Shiqi looked at Xiao Zhe expressionlessly, ready to see what he would do next?
Xiao Zhe scratched his cheek in embarrassment and stretched out his right hand: "Uncle, what, the red envelope is not necessary, just take care of the blood!"
Zhou Shiqi was stunned, what the hell are you waiting for me here?!
Xiao Jianren coughed dryly, with a half-smiling expression on his face: "Wang Dazhuang, we are equals. Aji is my son, so naturally I want to call you uncle."
"Of course, as an elder, the first time you meet has to be interesting, right?"
As he said that, he winked at Zhou Shiqi.
Zhou Shiqi's face turned dark at that time, and when he came back to his senses, he wished he could slander himself, let you bluster, let you take advantage of others, no, this is the retribution in this world.
If someone calls me uncle, I really can’t give him this gift as a meeting gift.
His little face fell down, and Zhou Shiqi said with a stinky face: "Here, why don't I give it!"
As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and glared at Xiao Jianren.
However, with Zhou Shiqi's current image, he has such a vicious look, which has no lethality at all. On the contrary, it makes people think that this naughty kid is so funny and interesting!
Looking at the dagger handed to him by Xiao Jianren again, Zhou Shiqi rolled his eyes, then gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and stretched out his little fleshy hand to wipe the blade directly.
The dagger used by Xiao Jianren is naturally extraordinary, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as blowing hair and breaking hair.
Before Zhou Shiqi's skin came into contact with the sword's edge, he felt a sharp energy coming towards him.
The fleshy palm gently slid over the blade, and it was split at the first touch. The blade of the dagger was already covered with Zhou Shiqi's blood.
The sharp dagger cut Zhou Shiqi's skin, but the wound was not deep. This was naturally due to Xiao Jianren's secret control.
Of course, even if Xiao Jianren didn't take action, the layer of fascia under Zhou Shiqi's skin was not a vegetarian, and its strong defense could resist some damage.
Stretching out his little fleshy hand that was still bleeding, Zhou Shiqi frowned slightly and said quickly: "Brother, nephew, take out your weapons quickly."
Fang Shaojie pulled out a one-foot-long dagger with a cold light from his waist. After thinking about it, he took out a silver pistol.
Zhou Shiqi glared at him angrily, then wiped the blood in his hand on the dagger, and wiped it twice on the magazine of the pistol.
On the other side, with a thought in Xiao Zhe's mind, a golden wristband on his right wrist exploded with a "bang" and then turned into a handful of golden sand, which circled and landed on Xiao Zhe's palm.
Zhou Shiqi wiped the blood from his hands on the golden sand without hesitation.
After doing all this, Zhou Shiqi glanced at the wound on his palm that was about to heal, and thought that his self-healing ability was getting stronger and stronger.