Chapter 222 Sniper
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? "Damn fat pig! Aren't you very awesome just now? You even called us paupers. Why are you adding only 5 blue intermediate-level enhanced crystals now?"
"Damn fat pig, you're just a coward!"
"Hahaha, how can this rich man learn from us to add 5 yuan at a time? It's so funny!"
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Everyone burst into laughter. The fat president trembled all over, so angry that he was about to die...
I originally wanted to humiliate Ye Huan, but the other person did nothing and was humiliated...
"I'll give out 365 blue intermediate-level enhanced crystals!" Ye Huan continued to add only 5 blue intermediate-level enhanced crystals, after all, you can save as much as you can...
"Okay, you're ruthless! I'm giving out 400 blue intermediate-level enhanced crystals!" The fat president gritted his teeth and shouted.
"405 blue intermediate-level enhanced crystals!"
"Damn!!!" The fat president couldn't help but swear. After all, Ye Huan added 5 yuan, which was simply unbearable!
"I've produced 450 blue intermediate-level enhanced crystals!"
"455 yuan!" Ye Huan's shouting came again, and this time the fat president couldn't help it!
"MD, are you going to deliberately go against me!" The fat president shouted in anger at the No. 3 box.
"Tell me, my brainless!"
Ye Huan's voice was heard through the microphone, and the word "brainless" resounded throughout the auction venue, causing the entire venue to burst into laughter. The fat president's face felt a fiery feeling, and the word "brainless" and the laughter around him were so harsh in his ears, and he felt like someone suddenly hit the head with a hammer.
"What are you laughing at? You paupers! I've produced 500 blue intermediate-level enhanced crystals. Can you afford it? I've produced 500 blue intermediate-level enhanced crystals!"
"Okay, 500 blue intermediate-level enhanced crystals once!"
Ye Huan looked at the fat president who bid 500 yuan for blue intermediate enhanced crystals and put down the microphone in his hand...
"Mr. Huan, you are..." Secretary Lin was about to ask, but was interrupted by Ye Huan's wave...
"There is no need to waste too much blue intermediate-level enhanced crystals, right? What do you think? That's your business?" Ye Huan said with a mysterious smile.
"Okay, I know Mr. Huan!" After that, Secretary Lin walked out of the box.
"What do you mean in your words?" Zhao Mengji leaned over and asked.
Ye Huan bounced Zhao Mengji's nose with her hand. The latter bulged her cheeks and looked very cute...
"The darkness of this society! You still don't know it, after all, it's not good to be polluted!" Ye Huan smiled and sat down on the sofa, leaving everyone confused...
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Box 1! This is the number one box at the auction. The people in the box can be said to be the real control of the large gathering place in Wucheng. If you want to kill anyone, it is as simple as stepping on an ant to death!
At this time, in the box No. 1, Deputy Mayor Wang was smoking a cigar and listening to Secretary Lin’s report...
"That's what he really said?"
"He said this, a word is right!" Secretary Lin said, pushing the glasses on his nose.
"So have that guy found out about the background?" Deputy Mayor Wang said coldly, unable to hear any feelings in his words.
"I found it! He is a little man who is not worth mentioning. His strength is not very good? Do you want me..." Secretary Lin asked after changing his face and he made a move to wipe his neck.
"Okay! I'll leave this to you!"
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"3 times for 500 yuan! Congratulations to this gentleman for winning this auction item!"
As the auction hammer fell, the fat man would breathe a sigh of relief, his face was already covered with sweat. After all, if he added 5 yuan, he would really be unable to do so. Looking at the No. 3 box where Ye Huan was, the fat man smiled disdainfully. In his opinion, this protracted battle was still the winner!
What big shot? What so-called number one master? Have you been hit by your feet with "money"!
Looking at the people who had just laughed at me, but now they were silent, the fat president felt so happy!
After paying the payment, the fat president left the auction directly with the skill card of "Blood Sacrifice". After all, he didn't want to stay in such a place for a moment...
A player looked at the fat president's back as he left, sneered, and said to his companion next to him: "It's true that he is a brainless person! He doesn't have enough strength and power to fight for things from Wucheng's No. 1 master, Mengfan Bubble, but he doesn't have enough strength or power, but he will be killed. If he didn't see that others won't increase the price? This guy really doesn't know the darkness of society, so there is no need for us to laugh at a dying fat man!"
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The fat president hurried out of the auction venue, and the fat on his body shook...
For some reason, he was always restless and had an ominous premonition, as if something terrible was about to happen.
Now he can only return to the Leihuo Gong Lei headquarters as soon as possible. After all, this place is not suitable for using skill cards!
At this time, in the building 300 meters away from the Fatty President, a soldier was lying on the ground, and he placed this silenced sniper rifle in front of him. The sniper rifle's scope had locked the head of the Fatty President...
"The target has been locked! No people are present nearby, and the wind direction is normal! Please instruct!" The soldier reported to the walkie-talkie on his chest.
"Snipe now!" A cold voice came from the walkie-talkie. At this moment, the soldier pulled the sniper rifle trigger...
The bullet penetrated the fat man's head at an extremely fast speed, and his brain and blood splattered out, and his obese body fell heavily to the ground...
Although the fat president is a player, he only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. His strength is not even as good as that of an average level 20 player. He has no time to react in front of this sniper rifle and is directly killed instantly. If it were a strong man like Ye Huan, he might be able to escape during the period of bullet flight, but the fat president is completely unsatisfied.
Perhaps the people around had been emptied long ago, or the sniper rifle was the reason for the silence, no one knew that one person died here. After all, this is a special zone, and if someone died, the impact would be huge.
"The mission is completed! The target is hit in the head and successfully killed! Please send someone to clean up quickly!"
"Okay, I understand! You retreat first!"
Hearing the walkie-talkie's order to retreat, the soldiers began to disassemble the sniper rifle into parts and put it in their suitcase...
Chapter completed!