C1177 Jin Lu, do you want to take me as a follower?
C1177 Jin Lu, do you want to take me as a follower?
"Boom!"
As the money grubber's words fell, a terrifying aura instantly burst forth from Hairy Ball's body and charged towards the thousand competitors.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Without exception, over a thousand participants fell to the ground.
They were trembling, they were trembling, and they were even more afraid.
'Shua! '
A long blade instantly appeared in the hands of the money grubber.
The three foot long saber flashed with a cold light.
"F * ck, since you all want money and don't want your lives, then I'll grant your wish." Angry eyes stared at the 1000 + competitors. Without any hesitation, the money grubber let out a furious roar and slashed his long blade towards one of the competitors.
"Puchi!"
A scarlet red liquid shot out.
The blade fell, decapitating the head.
"Hiss!"
As the hundreds of millions of participants in the audience saw this, all of them sucked in a breath of cold air.
On the arena stage, the souls of over a thousand participants were trembling.
The rich fan did not hesitate and immediately squatted down to pick up the star ring from the participant whose head was chopped off. With the master dead, the star ring naturally became ownerless. Following that, the miser kept the star ring and stared at the corpse in disdain: "This is what happens when you commit a crime."
With that, the money grubber walked over to the next contestant.
"Buzz!"
On the arena stage, the bodies of the over 1000 participants could not help but tremble.
Although they were only Deity Attendant.
However, at this moment, they were suppressed by the will of the Elder Gods and couldn't move at all.
A man is a meat for a fish.
It was easy for the money buffs to kill them.
"No, I'll give it, I'll give it, I'll give everything to you, I beg you, please don't kill me."
"Me too, I'll give you anything."
"I beg you, don't kill me, don't kill me!"
Immediately, urgent voices sounded.
Over a thousand participants didn't want to die.
"Swish!"
The money grubber's eyes swept over them, "You don't want to hide it anymore?"
"No, not anymore."
"I'm not hiding anymore."
At this moment, facing the saber that was dripping with blood in the hands of the rich fans, who would dare to continue hoarding.
"Heh."
Hearing this, the money grubber sneered.
"You're not hiding anymore? I reminded you two f * cking long ago, what were you doing long ago? Now you know you're wrong? I'm telling you, it's too late! " A contemptuous voice rang out, and the long blade in the money grubber's hand chopped down without the slightest hesitation.
"Puchi!"
The blade fell, decapitating the head.
The stage was dyed red with the crimson liquid.
"No!"
"I beg you, don't kill me."
"You're crazy, you're the devil!"
"Ah!"
A clamor sounded out, but the money grubber did not care at all. After killing a person with one slash, he would directly take the other party's star ring and keep it for himself. To a money grubber, it was even more serious than killing his parents if anyone stopped them from making a fortune. There was no room for negotiation at all.
Killing people could also establish one's might.
Let's see who still dares to continue hiding things among the billions of participants.
Time passed silently.
The billions of participants surrounding the arena were all sweating like rain.
The entire space was deathly silent.
Over a thousand heads had brought a massive impact to the hearts of hundreds of millions of participants.
The City Lord's Mansion is powerful.
This fatty in front of him was even more terrifying.
He was a bandit and a devil.
"Puchi!"
As the saber descended, the head of the last competitor in the arena was also chopped off by the rich fans.
The rich aficionado's skillful movements directly received the other party's star ring s.
"Continue, next." Then, the money grubber put away his long saber and roared at the several hundred million participants below the arena.
"Buzz!"
As the billions of participants heard this, their hearts shook.
He didn't dare to hesitate.
The bloody deaths of over a thousand competitors was the deepest warning.
Money was important, but life was more important.
Without life, what was the point of money?
This time, every participant who walked onto the stage did not dare to hold anything back, and all of their belongings were placed in front of the money-grubber. There were even some participants who directly kept their star ring s. However, the money grubber did not let them leave. Like the thousand or so participants from before, he made them all stay on the stage.
Waiting for inspection.
Time passed minute by minute.
In the blink of an eye, over a thousand participants had gathered on the arena stage.
There was also a huge pile of all sorts of valuables in front of the money grubber.
'Shua! '
At this time, a white-haired old man walked onto the stage.
His stooped body was frowning. Although he had maintained his human form, his entire body seemed as if it was about to dry up. Just a glance at him was enough to make people worry that the old man would be blown away by the wind. However, at this moment, none of the competitors felt this way. On the contrary, they looked at the old man with wariness in their eyes.
That was because they all felt a sense of danger from the old man.
All the contestants could feel it, and the money grubber was no exception.
"Hmm?"
Immediately, the money grubber frowned.
"Void God?" Looking at the white-haired old man, the money grubber asked again.
"Yes." The old man smiled.
'Shua! '
Suddenly, a hint of wariness flashed across the eyes of the money grubber.
It was extremely obscure.
"What happened to Void God? Void God also fought for it. Hurry, take out all the money you have and stay by the side with them. " After which, the money grubber looked at the white-haired old man and shouted out. He still had an arrogant look on his face.
Void God was not afraid.
"Hur hur." The old man smiled and said, "Money is just money. You can never bring it back, not even if you die. This old man can naturally give it to you." However, this old man has a few questions, I wonder if little brother can answer them for me? "
"Eh?"
The white-haired old man's question caused the rich fans to be stunned.
"Ask me a few questions?" Looking at the white-haired old man, the money grubber pointed to himself and asked.
"Yes, or more accurately, one." The white haired old man smiled.
"What problem?"
The money grubber was curious, and the other participants present were the same. Even Teng Yan and the other two in the distance were looking at the old man with a blank expression.
Although the aura that Hairy Ball released contained the will of the Ancestral God, it was not enough to suppress Void God level experts. In other words, Hairy Ball and the money grubber couldn't do anything to the old man, and the old man could even easily threaten the lives of the money grubber and Hairy Ball. However, the old man didn't have any intention of making a move at the moment.
This was very strange.
"What do you think this old man wants?" Suddenly, A Fu laughed and asked, his face had a tinge of interest.
"We'll see." Teng Yan also smiled slightly.
"If you want me to say, just directly kill him. There's no need to waste so much effort." The tyrant knife rolled her eyes at the old man, and said with a look of despise.
"…"
Teng Yan and A Fu were speechless.
In the world of tyrant knife, there seemed to be only slaughter.
In the arena.
'Shua! '
The white-haired elder's gaze suddenly shifted from the money grubber to Hairy Ball.
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"Eh?"
This scene caused the money grubber to be stunned.
The white-haired old man looked at Hairy Ball and directly said, "That Jin Lu, do you want to take him as your follower?"