Realistic Game

　　 "Now we have the last item in this auction."

　　 The auctioneer stood on the round stage and said loudly.

　　 "All the corpses of the elite Ironback Pig King and their extraordinary core!"

　　 As soon as the voice fell, Mo Lan clearly felt that the people around him suddenly became solemn.

　　 "For the monsters above level ten, this one is enough for a fighter to advance to the elite. Tsk tsk, they are going to grab it."

　　 Zou Peng said with a smile.

　　 "It has nothing to do with us. I wanted to meet the world before, but I didn't expect that the finale was actually an elite monster."

　　 Mo Lan heard the words and said softly.

　　"This is normal. After all, it is only a monthly auction. Nothing that is really valuable will appear here.

　　 Haven't you seen that most of the people who came today are just ordinary soldiers?

　　 Do you think that real bigwigs will come to this kind of auction?

　　 So an elite-level beast is enough to serve as the finale of this auction. After all, even in the entire Red Maple City, the elite-level belong to the strong, and I don't know whether there is a master-level. "

　　 As Mo Lan communicated in a low voice, the auction gradually became fierce.

　　 As Mo Lan said, an elite-level beast contains four-level defensive spells, which is enough to make a person promote to an elite-level fighter, even if it is possible.

　　 As long as the promotion is successful, it will definitely increase the power again.

　　 "If you really want to see the big scene, I tell you, two months later, it will happen to be the annual adventurer auction.

　　 When the time comes, let alone the big adventurers in the city, even the nobles of all colors will participate, instead of just the little noble in front as it is now.

　　 At auctions of that level, my spell scrolls are not eligible to participate in the auction. "

　　 Mo Lan said.

　　 At this time, the auctioneer's voice also rang in his ears.

　　 "Seventeen gold, is there any higher?

　　 The first time of seventeen gold... The second time of seventeen gold... The third time of seventeen gold, the deal! "

　　 Accompanied by the red-faced shout of the auctioneer, this elite-level beast finally decided his ownership.

　　 "Unexpectedly, the sale of weapons is not as high as before."

　　"It is normal. The increased strength of the weapon is real, but the promotion to the elite level is only possible.

　　 It’s not easy to advance from ordinary fighters to elite fighters. I heard that the difficulty is very high. It’s good that one out of a hundred can be promoted. "

　　 "Go, the auction is over, I will go to the backstage to pay the money."

　　 Mo Lan smiled and walked towards the backstage, and when he came out, not only did he have an extra swamp fish, a small evil eye, and the money was not less, on the contrary, he increased by sixty silver Nass.

　　Zou Peng helped carry the swamp fish, while Mo Lan was holding the evil eye corpse with the big head in his hand.

　　 Evil Eye is like a big eye with many tentacles around it, which looks very disgusting.

　　 There is a hole in the evil eye, which is obviously caused by weapons such as bows and arrows.

　　 Mo Lan fiddled with Evil Eye's corpse, holding Evil Eye's extraordinary core in his hand.

　　 "Mo Lan, your scroll is really making money. Obviously you bought something at auction, but the money is not less, but also more."

　　 A sour word came out of Ding Jin's mouth.

　　 "Haha, you can also hunt for Warcraft. Anyway, you are leading so much now, and the price of Warcraft has not fallen yet, so you can definitely make a lot of money."

　　 The two were talking and laughing, but at this moment Zou Peng suddenly poked Mo Lan with his finger, and pointed behind him.

　　 Mo Lan looked back, but found that several familiar guards were looking for someone, and Yu Jinan was standing next to him.

　　 Mo Lan's eyes were cold, Zou Peng slowly squeezed his hand on the weapon, but it was Mo Lan pressing Zou Peng's hand with one hand.

　　 "Don't fight him, the four guards are all professional fighters, at least level seven or eight, we are not opponents, follow me first."

　　 Mo Lan directly took the lead and walked towards a side alley, but suddenly a familiar voice came from behind.

　　 "Where are they, get them here."

　　 "Yu Jinan!"

　　 Even Zhang Haobo's eyes were cold, but he didn't look back, and hurried after Mo Lan.

　　 "Damn, this bitch, he knew he was uneasy."

　　 "Huh, let's go ahead today. If he has the ability, he has been following a few guards, and sooner or later it will fall into the hands of Lao Tzu."

　　 Mo Lan looked calm, and directly led Ding Jin into a tavern.

　　 After entering the tavern, he said something directly to a guy next to the bar, and then he was taken out of the tavern through the back door.

　　 After a while, Yu Jinan led four guards in chasing after him, and asked directly in front of the bar.

　　 "Are there four people who came in with a fish just now? Where did they go?"

　　 "Master, no, just a few of you came in, but there is no one else."

　　 "Impossible, I just watched them come in."

"Really?"

　　 The rather delicate guy in front of the bar yelled at the people drinking and gambling in the bar.

　　 "You said, did anyone come in just now?"

"no!"

　　 A group of strong men stood up together, some holding weapons in their hands, some just staring at them coldly.

　　 Yu Ji Nan's cold sweat fell off instantly, and he walked directly outside.

　　 "Huh, let's go!"

　　 Before he could move, two girls in ragged clothes hugged him one by one.

　　 "Master, don't go away, sisters, entertain the masters!"

　　As soon as the words fell, a group of girls in rags gathered around.

　　 It was ten minutes after Yu Jinan squeezed out of the tavern, at this time Mo Lan had already returned to his store.

　　 "Mo Lan, who was in the tavern just now, why did they help you?"

　　 Mo Lan said.

　　 "Remember the scar face from before?"

　　 "Remember, is it theirs?"

　　 "Well, I am the one who paid the money, I am naturally protected by them."

"Ok."

Zhang Haobo beside 　　 had a cold face.

　　 "Mo Lan, Ding Jin, sorry, today Yu Jinan is indeed too much."

　　 "It's okay, Lao Zhang, it has nothing to do with you."

　　 Ding Jin waved his hand, and then narrowed his eyes.

　　"Zou Peng, shall we squeeze Yu Jinan's arrogance?

　　 didn't kill him a few times, maybe he thought we were afraid of him. "

　　 Zou Peng was a little changed, and Mo Lan said aloud.

　　 "Forget it, you two, what time is it, the golden age, understand?

　　 Finally stood in front of the public players, so you use such a big advantage to abuse a dish?

　　 Zou Peng, you are going to your firm, Ding Jin, don’t you always say that you want to play games full-time?

　　 How is the game coin market so good now?

　　 Are you still a college student? Have this time to fight for more money.

　　 What's more, Yu Jinan just put us in the position of strangers. If we don't consider the classmates, he will report me. This time, chasing us down is not a big problem in the strict sense.

　　 This is to fight and kill, the three views are normal. "

　　 "Fine, your boss, you have the final say, I'm out of town to fight monsters."

　　 After a short while, the three of them left, and Mo Lan also took out the extraordinary cores of Swamp Fish and Evil Eye with full expectation.

　　 "Swamp technique, mental strength thinking!"

　　 My heart is full of spells, and Yu Ji Nan has long been left behind.