Cosmic Invincible Loading System

Not to be missed?

When Ai Lulu heard this sentence, why did she feel that there was a tricky rhythm?

These days, Qi Fan appeared in front of the world for the first time.

Could it be that he has already figured it out and is going to meet Yao Fenglei?

"Wait a minute, how do we know if you are just a clone?" At this moment, someone suddenly asked.

"That's right! If you are just a clone, wouldn't we be at a big loss?"

"Who doesn't know that your best martial art, Qi Fan, is avatars. What if you take the money and leave?"

Qi Fan couldn't help laughing, it seems that these people are not stupid!

"You should all know that the avatar is transformed from star power, right?"

"So what?"

Qi Fan smiled, then put his finger into his mouth and bit it hard.

Immediately afterwards, the wound on the finger dripped blood.

"There's blood?"

"Fuck! Is it really the main body?"

"Unexpectedly, he actually dared to show up?"

Seeing this, everyone was stunned.

"Okay, let's start bidding now. The starting price is one million star coins." Qi Fan stretched out a finger and said.

"What? One million?" Someone was surprised.

"What? Too little? Then two million." Qi Fan stretched out two fingers.

Hearing this, someone immediately yelled, "You're crazy about money, aren't you?"

Of course, there are also some local tyrants who think that one million is not expensive.

First of all, the opportunity Yao Fenglei gave is definitely more than one million star coins can buy.

Including Qi Fan himself, his worth is more than one million?

"Two million is no problem, I will pay the money." At this time, a local tyrant walked out of the crowd, and judging from his attire, he knew that he must be a rich kid from a certain family.

Among the people present, not all of them were from Haicheng.

It should be said that the vast majority of people are not locals of Haicheng.

Because everyone in Haicheng knows that Qi Fan is known as the king of pretending to be aggressive. This guy is already very low-key if he doesn't take the initiative to pretend to be aggressive. You still want to find him?

Therefore, more than 90% of the people who are busy looking for Qi Fan in Haicheng at this time are not from Haicheng, but from other cities across the country.

"Two million times."

"Two million times? Is there a higher price?" Qi Fanlang asked.

"Two and a half million?" At this time, another person stood up.

Hearing this, Qi Fan's expression turned cold.

"You are only two hundred and five, and every bid is at least one million."

"Then three million."

"four million."

"five million."

"Six million."

"..."

"Nineteen million."

Before I knew it, the bidding was about to exceed 20 million.

Qi Fan was delighted to see it, and he couldn't help feeling that there are indeed a lot of rich idiots in this world.

In the end, when the bidding reached 23 million, many people began to give up.

Twenty-three million is not too much for the real local tyrants and the rich second generation.

However, what Qi Fan wants now is cash, which does not allow transfers.

No matter how rich they are, it is impossible for them to carry so much cash with them. What if they are robbed or cheated?

"23 million for the first time."

"23 million for the second time. Are there any bidders?" Qi Fan paused for a moment.

"23 million for the third time, a deal! Congratulations, young man, I'm your man today." Seeing that no one answered, Qi Fan immediately clapped his hands.

The bidder was an 18-year-old man with a slightly fat body, and he could be seen as a wealthy second-generation rich man.

"Hey! I've given in to everyone." The little fat man smiled at the people around him, and then walked towards Qi Fan.

He had already taken out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey! Dad, I bought it... Uh, no, I caught Qi Fan. You hurry up and send a helicopter over. I want to take him to meet General Yao Fenglei on the Thunder God battleship." The little fat man couldn't close his mouth with joy. up.

But the other end of the phone obviously didn't believe it. The little fat man explained for a long time before he convinced his father for the time being.

Fatty's father was also extremely efficient in handling affairs, and immediately sent a helicopter over.

In fact, Yao Fenglei's Thunder God battleship is not high from the ground, only about 500 meters away. If you use a helicopter, you can reach it.

Afterwards, Qi Fan was also very honest and prepared to leave with the little fat man.

However, at this time, someone quit.

"Why should we bid? I'm here to catch you, not to buy you."

"That's right, if we go together, I don't believe we can't take him down."

"Yes, yes, everyone."

Seeing that Qi Fan was about to run away with others, he was fortunate enough to search for it for many days, and lost his chance, but was obtained by a little fat man, so he was naturally not reconciled.

The little fat man was also taken aback when he saw the momentum of the crowd.

"You... what are you going to do? You can't do this if you say that the one with the highest price will get it." The little fat man's cultivation base is only at the fifth level of Xingyuan. Once he starts to fight, there is definitely no hope.

At this time, Qi Fan smiled and pressed his hands on everyone.

"Don't call everyone, everyone has opportunities." As soon as the voice finished speaking, a figure walked not far away.

Everyone took a closer look.

Qi Fan?

Another Qi Fan appeared?

"This..." The little fat man was also a little confused.

When the second Qi Fan appeared in front of everyone, he said, "Now the second round of bidding begins. I will go with whoever has the highest bid."

"..."

It was already obvious that one of the two Qi Fans must be a clone.

"Hahaha!" Ai Lulu, who was standing aside, laughed until her stomach ached, thinking why are these guys so stupid?

"Brother Qi Fan, which one is the real you?" Seeing this, the little fat man became a little nervous.

He paid all the money, but he didn't want to buy a clone.

"You are stupid! Of course both are fake." Before Qi Fan could speak, Ai Lulu replied immediately.

"It's all... all fake?" The little fat man was taken aback, and said anxiously, "Didn't you just say you were real?"

Qi Fan shrugged and said with a smile: "I just said that the avatar is transformed from star power, but I never said that I am real?"

Generally speaking, the avatar is indeed transformed from star power, that is to say, the avatar is not a body of flesh and blood.

However, this is only on this planet.

In fact, many awesome avatar techniques can turn into blood and flesh to confuse opponents.

And Qi Fan's clone technique is "Super Pretentious Shadow Clone". From the surface, it is naturally no different from the main body.

"Ah! You lied to me? Pay me back." Hearing this, the little fat man realized that he had been tricked.

But even if it was just Qi Fan's avatar, the little fat man didn't dare to step forward to resist.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully pretending! Reward 10 points for pretending."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully pretending! Reward 10 points for pretending."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully pretending! Reward 10 points for pretending."

"Ding! Congratulations..."

After everyone heard the words, they were all angry.

"This guy actually played us."

"Let's go together and kill him."

"It's useless to kill him! If you capture that woman, I don't believe that he won't come."

"Yes, grab that girl."

Seeing that everyone's attention was shifted to her again, Ai Lulu's expression couldn't help but change.

However, at this moment, a gust of wind blew.

"call……"

I saw an eight-winged black flood dragon king suddenly flying from above, and two figures sat on the back of the monster.

One is Qi Fan and the other is Ai Yiyi.

At this time, Qi Fan, the avatar who received money from the little fat man, immediately hugged Ai Lulu's waist, jumped up and onto the back of the eight-winged black dragon king.

"Stop! Pay me back!" Seeing this, the little fat man felt like he was about to cry.