The King of Warring States continued to roll his eyes. So what if he was unwilling to give up?

"I know your business. Do you have a special training quota? Give it to me? Oh no, sell it to me. I will give you a 50,000 merit value, 100,000!"

Shen Chong ignored him this time, "Get out, I won't sell you no matter how much merit you deserve. Are you not qualified?"

Old Shen was a little surprised. At least this guy who had inherited the power and won the division championship again. He wouldn't have been so miserable, right?

Feng Qinshan shook his head slightly, "I... don't have the qualifications. I am at the upper limit of the earth level. They originally promised me that as long as I can enter the semi-finals, I can try it, but I lost."

Old Shen felt a little sympathetic to him, "Oh, but this quota is also very important to me. So you can't help your request, so you can find another way."

The rules of killing demons are more cruel than imagined.

From the attitude of killing demons to the declining Feng family, Shen Chong has a new understanding of killing demons.

Even the most decent people and forces can't avoid the logic of the strong.

The Feng family, which can no longer be passed on, now only has a young man with a yellow-grade first-class upper limit in the prefecture level. This family has lost its value, so it is treated ruthlessly.

It was also written into the detailed explanation, but his situation was very different from Minister Fang.

It seems that the quota won by betting is really more precious than imagined.

Make a lot of money.

This boy is a little pitiful, and he is unlucky to meet me.

"I will give you a word. My growth limit and speed are both yellow, and my future is destined to be full of more thorns than others, but I do not intend to succumb to the so-called talent test. The vastness of spiritual sources and demon essence is unpredictable, and there is still no fixed number now. How can the future we are waiting for is just a word for others?"

Shen Chong said in a very sensible manner, but after he finished speaking, his head tilted, his self-protection subconsciousness activated, and he was dizzy again, everyday.

The boy turned his head and looked at the opponent who had just defeated him but fainted.

The confusion in his eyes gradually faded away, and replaced by a sudden surge of firmness.

"This guy is really good. Good guy, he actually saw at a glance that the boy of the Feng family had a tendency to become evil, so he brought him back on the spot."

An old voice praised in a conference room at the headquarters.

"I also think that the character is upright and the will is strong. It is the best choice in any aspect. Is A Xu's talent test a mess? There is no reason to be a double yolk egg."

"I hope so too, but so far, A Xu has never made any mistakes."

"well."

At three o'clock in the morning, Shen Chongyouyou woke up, and he was the only one in the empty ward.

He had an infusion tube inserted in his hand and a large can of liquid food beside his mouth. He pulled the straw on the can and started drinking porridge. He picked up his phone and looked at the newly arrived 1,000 merit value.

The national competition is valuable. You earn 1,000 in the first round, and your deposit instantly returns to a four-digit digit 1,135, and your accumulated merits will reach 5,440 directly.

Captain Chen, a third-rank yellow-level captain, ruthlessly set the record of military rank promotion.

But he looked at the matchup and immediately became worried.

The opponent in the next game is indeed the Northeast Snow Tiger. How can I fight now?

I didn’t have any major injuries today, countless minor injuries, and I lost extremely severe blood. I couldn’t make up for it in a short while.

At this moment, the ward door was pushed open.

Shen Chong originally thought it was Liang Zai, but when he turned his head, he found out that it was Sister Fox!

It was late at night, with a lonely man and a widow, a white wall ward. Third sister, what are you going to do now?
Chapter completed!