Dark Moon Era

Authenticity?

Of course it is! Even though the teenager in front of him is Tang Ling, who has created many incredible things, Wu Fan still does not believe that he can really get as much as five kilograms of Poseidon gifts.

But Wu Fan didn't completely deny Tang Ling. He just rushed out with a weird look. There was only one idea in his mind. Wouldn't the boy's gift of five kilos of Poseidon be diluted?

But the colors don't look like? !! But color is not the most important criterion for judging Poseidon's gift. After all, it is not difficult to want to fake in this regard.

Anyway, the quality of these Poseidon gifts must be not good!

With a complex mood of unbelievable negation but can't help but hold hope, Wu fans have brought a test strip.

Tang Ling still smiled, opened the bottle, and sprinkled some on the table very heartily.

"What are you doing? Do you know what this is?" Wu Fan was cutting the test strips and saw Tang Ling's behavior and couldn't help yelling.

Tang Ling looked innocent: "This is a gift from Poseidon, didn't you say you want to test?"

"Even if you want to test, you don't want to pour it out, but it's still on the table!" Wu Fan shouted directly at Tang Ling, and the blue tendons on his neck appeared.

Tang Ling turned his head and looked at the sky, he did it on purpose!

It's like suddenly you have money, and it doesn't feel fun to not show off your wealth. This kind of heart is not a shame, at least Tang Ling thinks so.

Wu Mi was too lazy to compare with Tang Ling. At this time, he had cut a small strip of test paper, his hand tremblingly stretched out to the pool of Poseidon gifts on the table.

The color of the test paper changed quickly, and a rich blue appeared on the test paper.

Although it doesn't reach the richest one, it is definitely the best. Anyway, the bottle that Wu Fan brought to Tang Ling for viewing was of high quality. I don't know how many grades.

In fact, this is only the worst quality on the desert island. After all, Tang Ling only needs the level of the blood pool.

What if it is sticky under the blood pool? What qualities should be counted? Tang Ling was also somewhat confused.

But this is the quality of the Poseidon gift, the kind that Tang Ling doesn't look at, has already caused Wu Mi to scream: "This, this quality? So many? Are you kidding me?

"What do you think?" Tang Ling took a sip of hot water and looked at Wu Mi.

I don't know why, Wu Fan always thinks that Tang Ling's smile is so insipid.

"No, I have to give it a try." Wu Fan walked around the room in a speechless manner.

"I will do whatever you want. I don't count money for the experiment." Tang Ling changed to a comfortable position.

Wu Fan stopped suddenly, looked at Tang Ling with some disbelief, and then rushed into the room again in the next moment, then took a cup that could hold two or two, and used Tang Ling more Fast speed poured out a cup.

Then, he rushed to Chen Ning, and pulled Chen Ning, who had not responded, rushed to the house behind the shop, leaving Tang Ling with only one sentence: "What you said, it was free."

"Well, it's free." Tang Ling whispered to himself, paying no attention to the behavior of military fans taking advantage.

You are rich, you have a different mentality. What about letting you take advantage? At this time Tang Ling felt that he didn't need to act deliberately, and he looked like a nobleman.

Waiting patiently, after about seven or eight minutes, Wu Fan appeared in front of Tang Ling with the empty cup, and Chen Ning did not follow.

"What about Chen Ning?" Tang Ling asked casually.

At this time, Wu Fan's expression was solemn and hesitant again. It wasn't until Tang Ling's question made him come back to himself. He murmured to himself: "It's so good to give the girl sufficient resources. Things. "

After saying this, Wu Fan put the cup on the table, grabbed Tang Ling's hand, and said with some excitement: "All the debts you owe are offset by the gifts of Poseidon, okay?"

"No more moonlight ghost fish?"

"Variable four-color sea pearls are not needed?"

"Seven lotus lotus is gone?" Tang Ling raised an eyebrow.

It seems that Chen Ning's accumulation is also good, which fully meets the criteria for promotion and age is suitable. Why not use these resources?

You must know that the sooner you become a Ziyue Warrior, the greater the benefits for the future. It is already common sense.

"Compared with some things, it doesn't matter if you are promoted to Ziyue Warrior one year later. Anyway, resources can be bought, even if you can't buy Qilian He Rui, the girl can be promoted, her talent is very good . "Wu fans don't care about resources at all.

Tang Ling groaned for a while, and didn't know what he was thinking about? It caused a lot of tension among the fans.

"How, would you?"

"How much is one or two worth of Poseidon gifts of this quality? It is impossible for you to have different qualities. You count me for one price, right?" Tang Ling didn't deny it, and suddenly asked such a question.

Wu Fan's face was a little red. He just wanted to confuse the problem just now. Do n’t look at his weapons being very valuable, but those require huge costs. He is not very rich. Besides, the Poseidon gifts that Chen Ning needs are very expensive. He is really shy.

"Six or six thousand?" Wu Fan stumbled and reported a number.

Faced with such a high-quality Poseidon gift, this number is really low, so low that it already feels like a strong buy.

Tang Ling did not speak, but looked at Wu Mi with a deep look.

"So, that seven or seven thousand?" Wu Mi quoted another price, which was still extremely low, and out of this outrageous range.

"Then seven thousand." Tang Ling stretched a lazy waist, then straightened his legs, agreed very refreshingly.

So refreshing? Wu Mi was a little stunned. What conspiracy did the boy have? Should this time take a bottle of Poseidon's gift to pay off the debt, then do business again, and then owe more huge debt?

It is entirely possible! But with so many gifts from Poseidon, the Wu fan didn't care about it anymore. This kid was still quite reliable. He dared to owe debts and dared to let him owe them, so he paid the price of seven thousand conscience.

The point is that this kid is still arrogant enough to make himself use two or two for free.

Thinking that the fans have begun to report quickly: "There are five kilos here, then it is a total of two hundred, I just used two or two, even if it is ninety-two, then it will be sixty-eight. Six thousand and six thousand BJ. "

"You owe me 870,000"

"Did you wipe your bits?" Tang Ling said lightly, then touched two cigars from his body and threw them to Wu Mi.

"Pre-civilized Pakistani, Bagu cigar? Or positive, authentic?" Wu Fan took the cigar that Tang Ling handed it to him in an incredible way.

Human beings are very strange. Even if a disaster such as the Purple Moon Change happened, they managed to survive and established a new era, but they still will not forget some inexplicable habits, and then pass these things on.

For example, the Bagu cigars that the wealthy people of the former civilization liked, the powerful figures in this era still like them.

It's just that the cultivation in this era is very difficult. Even if it is to please some powerful people, it is necessary to open a little place to grow this Bacou cigar tobacco, but it still takes a lot of means to control the mutation and make it as close as possible to the former civilization. Kind of authentic.

So the value of a Bacou cigar can be imagined.

But even so, this Bacou cigar can only be called a counterfeit. The genuine Bagu cigar is retained by previous civilizations by various means.

After all, imitations can no longer completely replicate the things of the former civilization. I do n’t know how big the power is to control the mutation at any cost and get the same plants as the former civilization? Maybe the Emperor of the Capital City can do it?

Therefore, the value of genuine Bacou cigars is even more amazing.

It is not like a crude thing like a cigarette, it has a large amount of existence, and it can satisfy the smokers in this era.

"Yes, a genuine Bacou cigar. A thousand coins worth a thousand yuan." Tang Ling directly and rudely tore off the hat of the cigar tail and ignited, he did not know how to appreciate the cigar anyway, this He didn't buy the things, but took two from the so-called VIP room.

Come to think of it, Cyril asked Samuel to give himself a secret, and the next-highest membership card is really good.

Yes, the next highest level membership card is the second most valuable special crystal card in Sochi's black market.

As long as it is a membership card, it is higher than the so-called VIP card.

This is also the concept of pre-civilization. All the most high-end places need a clubhouse to load members, so they appear private and ritual.

So-called VIP? That's just a means of soliciting business and seeking long-term customers.

Because of anonymity, this membership card is the second highest, and it can only rank second.

The first member crystal card must be registered, but at least the object that can be registered is the owner of a safe city, and it cannot be a small safe city.

Think of it this way, what about putting a box of Bacou cigars in the room?

"You, you are a violent creature!" Just when Tang Ling was sighing that the rich would really play, Wu Fan suddenly yelled at Tang Ling again.

He is obviously a tobacco lover, so he usually chooses pipe as a tool to better taste tobacco.

Cigars are too extravagant, not to mention Bacou cigars. Tang Ling, who does n’t know how to cherish cigar smoking at all, ca n’t he feel bad?

But that was only Tang Ling's thing. After the fan yelled, when he saw Tang Ling's expression, "I don't understand" good innocent ", he could only sigh and collected his Bagu cigar to Tang Ling Said: "A Bacou cigar just wants me to erase the 70,000 odds? Your abacus is too loud. But look."

Wu Fan wants to say, but looking at the price of conscience given by Tang Ling, the 70,000 fractions erased him and recognized it.

After all, if strictly according to the market price, Tang Ling's bottle of Poseidon's gift will not only wipe out the debt, but the martial arts fan will have to give Tang Ling money.

You can't be too shameless.

"No, I mean my bottle of Poseidon's gift would be 680,000 Zheng Jing coins." Tang Ling had a thick smoke in his nasal cavity and waved his hand with a cigar. , I'll send you 110,000 Zheng BJ. It's too lazy to calculate. "

"You, you mean that you want to erase the odds?" Wu Mi was completely stunned this time, and he even had an impulse to ask Tang Ling, was he accepted by Sochi's black market owner for his son? Or is he going to owe him ten million Zheng coins next?

But he did n’t owe him the Beijing currency. Except, unless that fanciful thought started to make Wu Mi ’s heart start to ache, his heart was dripping blood crazy, no, spurting blood.

But he has been seriously considering, is it possible that he really let Tang Ling owe himself 10 million?

Tang Ling doesn't know that Wu fans already have such a plan. If they know that Tang Ling will never let go of such an opportunity.

At this time, Tang Ling just felt that the Bacou cigar was not very good. The thick smoke made people feel a tightness in the chest.

Then I found out a pack of cigarettes from my pants pocket, a very common type of cigarettes, not those expensive cigarettes left by the former civilization, but only medium-quality cigarettes from the Ziyue period.

But it is the kind that Su Yao often smokes. Tang Ling once followed Su Yao to his wife's black market and took a lot, and now he is used to its taste.

Want to come to Uncle Su Yao that way to take advantage of his wife's black market? He is really not a rich man, and he is foolish, and he should not be a rich man.

Thinking of the past, Tang Ling's mouth showed a smile of nostalgia.

When Wu Fan saw Tang Ling's smile, he suddenly became vigilant, and the cigar in his hand also became hot: "You are so generous? What are your ghost ideas?"

"No, I'm just feeling that I can't adapt to the so-called advanced taste." Tang Ling was honest.

Wu Mi glanced at the cigarette Tang Ling touched, turned his head and whispered, "Do you like this brand?"

"Is there a problem?" Tang Ling gave himself a familiar one, and the familiar taste spread out in his mouth, and Tang Ling exhaled a comfortable breath.

"No problem. After talking about debts, let's talk about business. Although you still owe me 110,000 Zheng Jing coins, you can take these mortgaged things." Wu Mi finally calmed down.

"No, no, no." Tang Ling shook his head: "I'm here to pay the money, how could there be a reason for not paying it back?"

"What do you mean?" Wu Fan froze. He couldn't keep up with Tang Ling's thinking.

Tang Ling, holding a cigarette, just smiled mysteriously at Wu Mi, and then took out a bottle of five kilograms of Poseidon from the backpack on the ground.

"Ah! You" Wu Mi's face turned red all of a sudden.

Tang Ling did not stop, and then another bottle of Poseidon gift was taken out of the backpack.

With a ‘brush’, Wu Fan has stood up, pointing at Tang Ling, not knowing what to say.

But Tang Ling still didn't mean to stop, ‘嘭’ ‘嘭’ were two bottles of Poseidon's gifts on the table neatly.

Wu Mi is a fifth-order Ziyue warrior. Don't say that he is unsteady. If he wants, fifty first-order Ziyue warriors will not let him move half a step.

However, at this time, Wu Fan took a few steps back 蹭蹭 蹭 ，, and barely stood upright when he hit the counter.

"You, aren't you afraid that I will rob you?" Wu Mi almost jumped out of these words from his teeth.

He did not lie, he did have the mind of robbing Tang Ling! With his force, Tang Ling had no room to resist.

"You won't." Tang Ling shook his head lightly, and stroked the neat bottle on the table. No wonder everyone likes to show off, invented various fancy shows, and watching Wu Fan's appearance at this time, Tang Ling realized that it was such a cool thing to install ‘X’?

"Why don't you think I can't?" The irritated martial art fan now speaks with the sound of a bull-like jet, let alone smoking that extravagant cigar.

But it doesn't matter. The cigar lit by Tang Ling was ripped off, and then the messy aroma and taste of the cigar were lost in half.

"By feeling." Tang Ling was still immersed in his heart.

Wu Mi was speechless, and he really couldn't find any rebuttal.

In fact, Tang Ling does have some feelings, but it is more likely that the boss of Wu Fan who can owe him 800,000 or more BJPs can rob.

It took about a minute to calm down his mood, Wu Fan re-sit next to Tang Ling, try to control his eyes, do not look at the gifts of the four bottles of Poseidon, and then put the cigar in his homemade On the ashtray.

No cigar smoking, let it go out naturally.

Now the point is to think of Wu Mi here to say: "Talk about business? What do you want?"

Tang Ling has already shown such sincerity, Wu Fan decided that he was more straightforward.

"These are calculated according to seven thousand." Tang Ling first pointed at the gifts of the sea gods on the table.

"You are a little bit disadvantaged." It is one thing to pay back the Poseidon gift, but re-negotiating business, Wu fans are not willing to take too much advantage of Tang Ling.

Among them are the reasons for Wu Fan's own character and some other reasons.

"Don't argue about these issues first. Talk about business, don't you go to your secret arsenal?" Tang Ling didn't talk too much with Wu Mi.

Losing things, can Tang Ling's cleverness know? It is just that Tang Ling believes that Wu fans have kindness to him, no matter how important the mortgaged thing is to himself, but it is indeed a pile of **** in the eyes of others.

However, Wu Fan still let Tang Ling owe a total of 870,000 Zheng Jing coins.

If it weren't for this credit, Tang Ling's hopes of winning the battlefield youth would be slim.

Speaking of which is a great kindness.

In addition, Tang Ling also had an inexplicable affection for Chen Ning, and sympathized with the girl's experience.

In summary, even if it is a loss, and it has suffered a lot, Tang Ling is willing. He deliberately used this method to pay his debts.

Coming to the arsenal again.

Tang Ling was still shocked. After all, he couldn't escape the male instinct and his natural love for weapons.

The only difference is that the last time I was with Tang Ling to the arsenal, and it was Chen Ning who explained the weapon to Tang Ling. This time, Wu Fan was with him.

As for Chen Ning, Tang Ling never saw it.

However, it is not difficult to guess that it should be absorbed enough Poseidon gifts and is being digested?

Ordinary weapons have little value to Tang Ling.

Wu Fan took Tang Ling directly to the core warehouse.

"The best high-energy explosive gun. I want all your inventory." Entering here, Tang Ling first made his first request without hesitation.

Thinking about the anxiety brought about by the fog of death, at least his Harvest Buddies must have powerful life-saving gadgets.

Therefore, a high-energy explosive bullet gun is far from meeting Tang Ling's needs.

Wu Fan didn't say much, went directly to a location in the core warehouse, and opened the safe of the high-energy detonation gun.

Unlike the previous morning morning, only one floor was opened. This time Wu Mi opened all three floors of the safe.

The number of high-energy detonation guns in it is not large. There are ten in the first layer, two in the second layer, and one in the third layer.

"Ordinary, do you want?" Wu Fan asked Tang Ling after opening the cabinet.

"Ordinary don't need it." Tang Ling shook his head. This time he brought out so many resources and could exchange a lot of money. In some places, Tang Ling would never hesitate. Tang Ling is inconspicuous for the one-shot projectile gun.

You should know that Tang Ling's gift to Tang Ling was intentionally divided into half for Wu fans, out of gratitude and out of favor for Chen Ning.

But these Poseidon gifts are not the main force of Tang Ling's source of money. He is only used to return humanity and make special feed for the sun-ghost fish.

"That's good. Then what you have is the stock of all my high-energy explosive rifles here." Between the fans, Wu Fan took one from the first floor and threw it to Tang Ling: "This one can make five rounds in a row, There are ten. "

"This kind of twenty rounds, you have already bought one. Now there are only two left."

"This type only has seven rounds. But the price is the most expensive." During the talk, Wu Fan handed Tang Ling the top one with silver light and beautiful decoration, just like a high-energy explosive gun of art. .

Tang Ling put down the five-round version and took over this art-general high-energy explosive gun.

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"No! Seven rounds is the upper limit." Wu Mi's face didn't mean half a joke: "One more round will be inexplicably scrapped."

"Mysterious limitation?" Tang Ling's eyes suddenly lighted, which means that this weapon is extremely close to the world's upper limit on weapons, and it will be inexplicably scrapped if it is issued again, just like the big killers of the former civilization. The same is the best proof.

"Yes, mysterious limitation! Because it fires high-energy explosive bombs that can damage third-order Ziyue soldiers, it is the kind of damage that is really caused, not an understatement, such as a bit of knife damage." Wu There was a glimmer of pride in the mystery, after all, it was his own transformation.

Tang Ling played with this super-explosive ammunition gun, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Yes, it can hurt the third-order Ziyue soldier, and it is not a firearm that causes general damage. In Tang Ling's mind, it should not be called high energy, but should be called super power.

No wonder the girl in Chen Ning said she couldn't afford it.