Chapitre 22: The 182 girl
Bang!
Taron raised his arm and smashed the wine bottle in his hand. The candle in front of him was smashed to pieces.
Originally, he wanted to disrupt the auction and consume the funds of those large forces. He even planned to stop after this price increase. Who would have thought that those guys would stop bidding, and his painstakingly accumulated fortune was gone like that?
"Boss... what do we do?" The brother standing next to him suddenly became nervous.
"What to do?"
Taron looked up at the ceiling illuminated by the candlelight. How would he know what to do?
What he feared the most now was that his subordinates would kill him.
Puff!
A chill came from his chest. When Taron looked down, he found a sharp knife sticking out of his chest. When he looked back, it was the vice president of the guild, Bret!
"You... you..."
"You what!"
Bret pulled out the dagger and kicked Taron, who seemed to have choked, to the ground.
This move surprised all the guild members in the room.
"Brothers! Taron has been blindly commanding on normal days, causing us brothers to suffer so much loss. Now he has lost all the money we brothers exchanged for our lives. Don't you guys want to kill him?" Bret looked around with his dagger.
"Bret killed well! Damn, I've been displeased with him for a long time."
"Damn, let me stab him too!"
"Kill him!"
"Everyone quiet~"
Bret calmed everyone down, saying, "There are still zombies outside, don't make too much noise. From now on, I will lead you all, let our strongest Honor Guild become a dominant force, and in the future, none of you brothers will miss out on good food and drink."
"Good!" Everyone clapped quietly, but the loss of 2500 apocalypse coins still made them unable to cheer up. That much money was gone in an instant. Originally, they thought that with the opening of this trade online, everyone would buy equipment and skills to build themselves up.
Sigh~ Everyone was worried. After all, it would probably cost a few lives to save up again.
Who wants to die? Who will go and die?
"Boss, I know a guy named Ming, I don't know if it's that Ming~"
At this moment, a skinny young man named Jeremy suddenly stood up. He was a new member of the Strongest Honor who had joined a few days ago.
Everyone in the room turned to look at him.
"Hmm? You tell us about it."
Bret, fearing he had heard wrong, confirmed again. He had just taken over, and the first thing was to establish his footing. While he was still thinking about how to do it, he heard Jeremy's sound and immediately had an idea. Now, shifting the target was a good idea.
"Boss, the Ming I know was a classmate of mine. He's tall and strong, and he's very tough in fights. Usually, four or five people might not be able to beat him. I remember once when more than twenty people from the next class surrounded him, and they were all beaten by him to cry for their parents."
Jeremy's words inevitably embellished the truth because he wanted to avenge a personal grudge. During his school days, the object of his three-year secret crush had once during a chat said that she liked Ming.
She even said that he would never match up to Ming, which plunged him into extreme jealousy and hatred. He had thought about killing Ming, but the regular law-abiding society had made him chicken out.
But now the apocalypse had arrived, and murder was not illegal!
"There are so many people named Ming in the country. It might not necessarily be him, right?" Bret frowned.
"Boss, Ming lives in a residential area a few streets away from us. It's not far from us."
"Uh... that's indeed pretty close." Bret thought for a moment, and said to everyone, "Brothers, our primary goal now is to survive. We should continue to team up and kill the zombies outside as we did before. I'll lead the charge at the front, and you just need to stand behind me.
"As for what Jeremy just said, I think we can go and find him after the long night ends. If it's not the Ming we're looking for, there's no harm in going out to improve ourselves. If it is the one we're looking for, then we'll get our money back."
"What if he doesn't give it?"
"If he doesn't give it, we'll kill him!"
"But, if it is him, his strength is a bit strong!"
"No matter how strong he is, he's still human. Can't we kill him with so many of us!"
"That's right! Besides, Jeremy is his classmate. Let him approach him at that time, and stab him in the back when he's not prepared."
"Okay, let's do it this way!"
"Good!" Everyone nodded in agreement.
Jeremy stood on the side, smiling with a bent mouth, Ming, I hope you're still alive, I want you to die by my hand.
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"Ding~ Warm reminder, your [C*snow*Staff] has been successfully auctioned for 2500 apocalypse coins."
"Apocalypse game, no service fee deducted, 2500 apocalypse coins have been transferred to your personal account."
"Haha~"
The purple quiver was only sold for 2000 apocalypse coins in the apocalypse store. The green staff he had just auctioned off for a high price of 2500 apocalypse coins was a pleasant surprise.
He directly hugged Da Vinci and squeezed it a bit, and the latter opened its eyes, staring at him for a good while.
[Your Da Vinci thinks you're so desperately lonely that you're beyond help. Have you gone mad? You're not even letting go of a frog?]
[Your Da Vinci wriggles out of your hand and returns to its own nest]
[It thinks it's time to upgrade itself and bring a woman back for you, so you won't bother me every day]
"Hehe~"
Ming grinned, operating the light screen in front of him, sliding to the position of the purple quiver. There were still 5 minutes left before the trading line closed.
Click to buy.
Triggered the Koi Necklace effect, buying goods at a 20% discount, actually paid 1600 apocalypse coins.
Purchase successful.
Then the purple quiver automatically appeared in his brain domain warehouse.
Ming was a bit excited, thinking about it, today's trade was really incredible. After auctioning a green weapon, he not only bought a purple quiver but also earned nearly 1000 coins.
"This is too awesome."
Ming extracted the new quiver and directly replaced the previous level D quiver.
[B*Capacity*Recovery*Crossbow Quiver (Durability 600/600)]
[Offhand Right]
[Vitality +1]
[Strength +1]
[Agility +1]
[Spirit +1]
[Top Attribute: Enhanced version, large capacity, load more, recover quickly—quiver capacity 60, arrows recover one every 30 seconds.]
"As a secondary weapon, it actually adds attributes."
"That's unexpected."
It wasn't like the previous one that hung on the side of the body, swaying when running. Instead, it was a quiver that was designed very ergonomically. The arrangement of the crossbow arrows was designed to occupy the smallest space. From the outside, only about a dozen arrow tails were visible, the rest were in the box.
"Let's see if there's anything else to buy."
Ming made use of the time and scanned around again. There were no items or skills that impressed him. In his boredom, he glanced at the chat area.
**9527: "Damn!! That purple-quality quiver has been bought! Bought directly for 2000 Apocalypse coins."
**34: "Who bought it? So bold!"
**11199: "This kind of direct purchase in the apocalypse shop doesn't have a transaction record. We don't know which big shot has so much spare money to buy such equipment."
**Duck33: "Today is cool. First, I saw a group of major powers competing for Ming's little magic wand, and then I saw someone directly buying items from the shop for 2000 apocalypse coins. I feel more and more inferior."
**4: "Ming, I hope you can see my message. I'm 172cm, used to be a model, then became a flight attendant, weigh 65kg, the slightly chubby type~ If you reply to me, I'll immediately tell you where I am!"
Ming1: "I'm in City K, come find me~"
**4: "You, a counterfeit, roll away~"
Ming1: "Miss, isn't that too much? Can I tell you, this is my second account, Ming?"
**9527: "I guarantee Ming is watching. Ming1, wash your butt clean and wait, sooner or later, you'll need it."
"..."
Ming glanced at the chat area and closed it directly. These people were a bit boring.
Am I the type who can't move when I see a woman?
But 182 is indeed quite tall.
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