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Chapter 469 Grenade sale!

Seeing the long-handled grenades placed in the wooden box, the foreign monks who had originally entered the wild building on the mountain peak couldn't help but stop.

They all have a great interest in the weapons of Shenglong City, and now that they have encountered them, they cannot miss them.

The eyes of those foreign monks carrying firearms were shining brightly, and they were already planning to buy them.

As snipers specially trained in the team, their weapon power against the original world is much greater than that of other alien monks.

The only thing that made them feel regretful was that the large-caliber sniper rifles in Holy Dragon City were strictly prohibited from being sold. Once, a foreign monk took out a million brain beads, but Holy Dragon City still refused to sell them!

During this period, the Shenglong City Auction House once auctioned a strange weapon from Yelou, which had a similar killing effect to the Shenglong City's anti-material sniper rifle, and attracted many people to bid.

As a result, the final winner of this firearm was a monk from Holy Dragon City, and he naturally represented Holy Dragon City.

The bidders who could not compete with the Holy Dragon City in terms of financial resources could only watch helplessly as the weapon was taken into the hands of the Holy Dragon City, but there was nothing they could do.

While they were greedy and anxious, they could only turn their attention to other original world weapons sold in Shenglong City.

"Look, look, look, there's a big sale on grenades!"

There was a cigarette in his mouth, and a ferocious white war beast lay behind him. A box of grenades was placed in front of the rich captain, hawking it like a hawker.

Today it was the local tycoon captain's turn to take his men to guard the entrance to the mountain tower. Naturally, they were responsible for selling grenades.

After this order was issued, the local captain felt a headache.

The orders given by the city lord should not be taken lightly. Once he messes up, the city lord won't say anything, but that guy Tyson will definitely kick his ass.

As the leader of this team, the local captain believes that he must be responsible for the matter personally, and he does not feel comfortable leaving it to others.

Compared to his stupid-headed subordinates, the wealthy captain feels that he can definitely crush them in terms of IQ.

Of course, this is just the local captain's personal opinion, and he has always believed it.

It's just that this guy has no experience in business and doesn't know how to sell grenades to these foreign monks.

In fact, the rich captain really thought too much about this matter, but it was quite in line with his character.

The rich captain, who wanted to impress the city lord, frowned and thought for a long time, his eyes turned into mosquito repellent, but he still had no clue.

In desperation, the wealthy captain could only imitate the vendors in the commercial district and shout loudly.

Following his shout, the foreign monks all came forward and kept whispering around the grenades.

When the local captain saw this, his eyes immediately lit up and he became very motivated.

He has a personality that attracts people crazy, and after seeing so many people supporting him, he worked even harder when promoting it.

"Everyone who is passing by... don't miss it. The grenades in Holy Dragon City are... powerful, cheap, and very convenient to operate. They are definitely for you to hunt monsters... Damn, how do you pronounce this word?"

According to the character of the rich captain, he would never be able to say these words.

The content on this note was written by the rich captain and asked by the staff of the commercial district, and he just read it over again.

I have practiced this for dozens of times, but I still stumble and even forget how to read a few words.

Weird people do weird things, and the foreign monks present have never seen a scene where they were holding a piece of paper and reciting it while hawking it.

This is so unprofessional!

Everyone was speechless as they looked at the rich captain who was pulling his head with his hands and asking the soldiers around him, "What does this word mean?"

It turned out that the local captain's subordinates were about the same level as him. They had just joined the literacy class and were at the stage where they knew the word, but they didn't know the word.

A group of old men scratched their heads and looked at it for a long time, but in the end no one knew anyone. It was really embarrassing.

When the local captain saw this, he was so angry that he threw the note on the ground. He reached out and picked up a grenade. After the porcelain pendant inside fell out, he pulled the drawstring and threw it out.

The gazes of the alien monks who were watching all followed the parabola of the grenade and landed on the snow in the distance.

The monk's strength was so great that he casually threw the grenade a hundred meters away and exploded with a bang.

The violent explosion sound was astonishing, and the destructive effect after the explosion was also considerable.

The foreign monks ran to check out the site after the explosion, then immediately ran back and started asking about the price of such grenades.

The local captain laughed loudly and slapped him.

"Five hundred brain beads, no bargaining!"

The foreign monks looked at each other and nodded lightly.

For these foreign monks, five hundred brain beads were not too expensive, so they took out their banknotes and started buying them without any hesitation.

After staying in Shenglong City for a long time, they are also accustomed to using banknotes to pay, which is light and convenient.

Five hundred brain beads are equivalent to the output of five level three monsters. If you expect to use this kind of grenade to make back your money, you will definitely lose your pants!

But if the calculation is like this, then there is no need to fight this battle. After all, no one can guarantee that one bullet will kill a target.

If you want to kill the enemy, this kind of consumption is inevitable. Even if you use cold weapons to fight, the cost of purchasing weapons and maintaining them is still not much less.

Although this kind of grenade may not be able to kill five level three monsters at the same time, it can effectively contain high-level monsters and cause effective damage to them at the same time. This is its value.

The foreign monks saw this, so they bought a few for spare use.

Some foreign monks were even more ruthless. They actually bought a box, put it on their shoulders and walked into the wild building on the mountain peak.

Watching boxes after boxes of grenades being sold out, the rich captain held a cigarette in his mouth with a proud expression on his face.

"I have said it before, no matter how good your words are, you have to let people see the actual effect. What is the result? Everything will be sold in the blink of an eye!"

Speaking of his proud moments, the rich captain couldn't help but rub his head: "Haha, I am definitely a genius in business!"

Hearing this, the Holy Dragon City soldier next to him immediately curled his lips in disdain and muttered to his companion: "Come on, you can't even understand addition and subtraction within a hundred, and you dare to call yourself a genius, don't give yourself up."

Lose money."

Several Holy Dragon City soldiers nearby heard this and couldn't help laughing.

Although the soldier's voice was very low, it reached the rich captain's ears clearly. It was absolutely impossible to say that he did not do it on purpose.

When the proud captain heard this, his eyes widened immediately, and when he saw everyone looking at him, he smiled awkwardly.

Humming an unknown tune, he slowly walked up to the soldier and kicked him in the butt.

"It's your uncle's fault, I'll call you Mi Tai again!"

This kick seemed very heavy, but it only hurt slightly when it landed on him. The rich captain always loved his brothers very much.

The soldier also "screamed" in response, with a playful and smiling expression on his face.

The monster war beast followed by the rich captain also roared softly, cheering for his master!

It's just that this guy smelled of alcohol and had a drunken expression, making him look like a lazy cat.

This strange war beast that loves to drink is now more famous than its strange owner. Soldiers often feed it wine, and this guy doesn't refuse anyone who comes.

He ordered his subordinates to drive the pickup truck and go to the warehouse to continue collecting grenades. The rich captain turned to look at the foreign monks, but a trace of undetectable murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The rich captain who seems to be vulgar and careless actually has an unknown side. His hatred for these alien monks is actually not much worse than that of other human monks.

When the local captain was young, all his family members died at the hands of foreigners, which was an eternal pain in his heart.

If it weren't for the plan of the city lord, the local captain would have wanted to block these foreign monks in the wild building on the mountain peak and trap them all to death!

He never had any sympathy for these foreign monks, and would kill them once they got into a fight.

There are actually not a few soldiers from Holy Dragon City who have similar thoughts.

However, they also know very well that as residents of Shenglong City, they must put the interests of Loucheng first in everything, and must not put the city lord in trouble because of themselves.

What's more, since the establishment of Holy Dragon City until now, has the city lord ever been soft on foreigners, or suffered a loss at the hands of foreigners?

However, those aliens who dared to offend the Holy Dragon City were killed one after another by the Holy Dragon City, and their corpses were already piled up in the big pit behind the mother tree!

Just a few days ago, these warriors secretly executed a group of kobold prisoners who refused to surrender and added a batch of fresh fertilizer to the mother tree.

It's just that this kind of thing is a top-secret operation. If it's not necessary, it will rot in their stomachs forever and not be known to the world.

These foreign monks didn't know what the soldiers of Holy Dragon City were thinking. They were now carrying grenades on their waists and began to explore the wild buildings on the mountain peaks.


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