The captain did not shoot and just left with the person, Quanzhen and others stared at Wuji in one's eyes.

Wuji waved his hands and said, "Dissolve and get rid of it. Let's go to move freely, stare at me and see what!"

"Don't..." Mingdu jumped over and hugged Wuji's neck: "Have you ignored something?"

"What?" Wuji asked knowingly.

"Nonsense, how to divide the 200,000 yuan?" Everyone said in unison.

Two hundred thousand gold, such a large amount, even wealthy players of Quanzhen Sect are hard to see on weekdays, so how could they be taken away by Wuji alone?

"Don't you give me money?" Wuji said, "Didn't I give you money?"

"Fuck, when did you give it?" everyone cursed.

Wuji said: "Before this, each person had ten thousand, and you all forgot?"

"Ten thousand per person?" Mingdu was slightly stunned and said, "Damn, didn't you say you would take it back?"

Wuji nodded and said, "I have to take it back... But as long as you bastards are, you won't get a few layers of oil and water. So now I just give the girls the 100,000 I have to give to them, so I can save trouble..."

“…Your uncle…”

After hearing Wuji say this, Ji Ao was depressed at that time: "Fuck, if I had known, I would have saved some money..."

Although the others didn't say anything, their expressions and Ji Ao were the same. Even Bao San and Yang Na, the two most honest people, had a little awkward smile...

These guys are really shameless. Wuji said that the remaining money would be taken back, so he didn't know how to control himself when spending money...

A shameless person like Ji Ao even bought a lot of other props and private bags... Wuji did this, but he spent all his money...

"How much money do you have?" Mingdu poked Ji Ao and asked.

"Six thousand..." Ji Ao burst into tears. With the price of the main city speaker, he could spend 4,000 yuan in half a day, which shows that this grandson has the potential to be a prodigal son.

"Oh...you trash..." Mingdu sighed.

"Then how much do you have left?" Ji Ao asked Mingdu.

"Sanqian... I also bought a fashion outfit for a girl I like." Mingdu cried even more sad than Ji Ao.

"Go to your uncle, it's time!" In contrast, Ji Ao's mood improved a lot.

"No problem, no problem, I'll give money to the girls..." Wuji said.

At this time, Chunxiang said, "No, we just divided the 100,000 yuan equally, and there is still 100,000 yuan?"

"I knew you would ask that."

Wuji said that, he took out 100,000 yuan, gave 40,000 yuan to Mingjian Daoxue, and then took out 10,000 yuan and put it away. In the end, there were 50,000 yuan left on the table.

"Did you see that? Forty thousand is used for guild construction, ten thousand is mine!" Wuji said while dividing the money.

"What about these 50,000? How about we travel abroad for public expenses if we exchange it for RMB?" Chunxiang suggested.

"Okay, OK, I agree!" Everyone agreed.

It seems that these guys want to get back all the money they have lost and try to minimize the losses.

"Tell me, I think beautifully!" Wuji looked at everyone and said, "I don't have your share! This is Lao Niu!"

"Forehead……"

When everyone heard that the 50,000 was from Wang Yu, they immediately shut up.

The reason why Quanzhen Sect can win such a clean and neat way to point the sword to the sky is not only Wuji's psychological tactics, but also because of Wang Yu's strength suppression.

If Wang Yu hadn't finally made a wave of his army and thousands of horses, he would never have compromised against a dozen guilds. Even if the Quanzhen Sect could drag down the sword, it would have been the same as the Sansha Village that year, and the price he paid was definitely quite heavy.

It was Wang Yu, who was alone and severely defeated the confidence of the entire guild pointing to the sky, causing them to collapse completely... Not to mention getting 50,000, even if he got 100,000, no one would have any objections.

After all, these rebellious masters are absolutely convinced by Wang Yu.

Seeing that everyone didn't say anything, Wuji said, "Old Niu's weapons are at the level of artifacts, and they are basically of no market price. I roughly estimate it. It's 20,000 yuan to be the base... In fact, he only gets 20,000 more than you, so you won't be dissatisfied."

"No, no..." Everyone shook their heads, still wondering when Wuji learned to understand others' feelings.

As a result, Wuji's next sentence made everyone angry.

"It doesn't matter if you don't agree. Anyway, I'm just asking. If you don't agree, you can go find Lao Niu..." Wuji said provocatively.

"Your uncle..." Everyone raised their middle fingers.

"Silly Fortune Wuji Dog, why don't the old cow's weapon money be pointed at the sky?" Ji Ao asked.

"Little boy!" Wuji smiled and said, "Do you know what it means to be the opposite? Two hundred thousand gold is the bottom line of the sword pointing to the sky. If you force him, you will be anxious to jump over the wall."

The captain is not short of money for not shooting, but rich people are not stupid. Two hundred thousand gold is not a small amount, enough for the captain not to shoot and change the territory to attract a group of people.

If the captain is really not shot and forced to force him to change his main city and district, the Quanzhen Sect will not have the time to play cross-city hunting.

Wuji is like this. Every bid is just right, which can make people feel distressed but not despair. The bottom line cannot be touched.

"So that's it!" Ji Ao touched his chin and said, "I'll send him the money from Uncle Niu."

"You? Why?"

Ji Ao laughed and said, "Hehe, Uncle Niu is much more generous than you. Wouldn't it be nice to give me a errand fee of 18,000 yuan?"

"Tsk tsk, so shameless..." Mingdu despised Ji Ao and said, "I'll send it there. I'm upright and don't be greedy for errands."

"My brother Tie Niu has a close relationship..."

"Get out, can you get this good thing?" Wuji flipped it around and put his wallet into his bag.

After leaving the tavern, Wuji followed Central Street and soon arrived at the door of the blacksmith shop. He saw Wang Yu with two short sticks on his waist belt behind him begging for NPC.

"Mr. Simba, let's think of a solution for me." Wang Yu stood at the door of the blacksmith shop and talked nonsense with Simba.

"I really can't help you with this. If you do this, I will quit drinking..." Simba was really annoyed by Wang Yu, otherwise it would be so easy for the old alcoholic to quit drinking.

Wang Yu's expression was also very desperate. Originally, Wang Yu was just trying to find a way to repair his weapons, so he came to the blacksmith shop to find the craftsman Simba. After all, this old man was the most awesome blacksmith in the NPC that Wang Yu knew.

Who knows if Simba didn't know if he took the wrong medicine, but he actually said he couldn't do it.
Chapter completed!