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Chapter 668 The One-eyed Old Man

"Isn't the little rabbit tired of living? Dare you fart in front of the uncle?"

"I don't know how to live or die. If a tiger doesn't show off its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?"

"hehe!"

Dozens of Grandmaster martial slaves, all of whom were licking blood from their swords, instantly felt provoked and shouted angrily, releasing their strongest aura to give Wu Ming a good look.

Feng Gui's expression changed slightly, but he did not stop him. He also wanted to see how Wu Ming, with his innate body, could withstand the pressure of so many masters!

But he didn't know that Wu Ming's move had profound meaning.

Don't look at the fierce shouting of this group of master martial slaves, but there are also smart people. They vaguely got some information from the mouth that called them here before. Then they saw Feng Gui, the general manager of the gambling house, personally accompanying Wu Ming here. As long as it wasn't

Idiot, you know that the opportunity to change your destiny is here!

I have been trapped here for too long. Even if I am used to fighting life and death, I still hope for some change in my numb life. Even if it is only for one day, seeing the sunshine outside or contacting my relatives is enough to fight!

Therefore, some wanted to show off in front of Wu Ming and released their strongest aura, while others wanted to show off but did not want to hurt Wu Ming, so they restrained themselves.

Although there are only dozens of Grandmaster martial slaves, they also show various aspects of life, including hope, apprehension, uneasiness, and so on.

Wu Ming opened his senses to the maximum, resisting the pressure of the waves of breath, and carefully figured out the thoughts mixed in the breath.

Momentum is an extension of the will of a person or creature, and cannot be faked at all. Coupled with his own careful observation, he can see the changes in everyone's expressions, and in just a few breaths, he will have a general understanding in his heart.

Kick!

Wu Ming did not pretend to be tough and compete with the momentum of the other masters. He gave up when he was ready, took three steps back, and gave up the front position to Feng Gui.

Even in such a short period of time, his back was soaked, his face was covered in cold sweat, and his legs were trembling slightly.

He could move and retract freely, which dozens of master martial slaves could not do. He was caught off guard, and the momentum was still oppressive, but Feng Gui was the first to bear the brunt.

"snort!"

How could Feng Gui be suppressed by the grandmaster's momentum, his expression remained unchanged, and he drank softly indifferently.

The terrifying and boundless pressure, like dark clouds, like lightning and thunder, swept away the momentum of the masters, but it did not oppress them, but stopped at the touch of a button. He did not even express dissatisfaction with Wu Ming, with satisfaction in his eyes.

A bit thicker.

It is rare to be brave and careful at such a young age!

"White blade, bitter thorn, poisonous ghost..."

Wu Ming took a deep breath to calm down his restless breath, glanced at all the martial slaves, and named the three names first.

Feng Gui raised his brows subtly. He could see clearly that these three people were the three who were unmoved just now, and they were not the most outstanding among the dozens of martial slaves. They were just a three-level master, and two

Just a second level grandmaster.

You know, there are no less than eight top masters here!

Even Xueya didn't understand. Only the three people whose names were called, their indifferent eyes flashed slightly, and they walked out of the crowd expressionlessly and stood aside.

The expressions of the remaining Wu slaves were a little ugly. They were also people with extremely keen senses. They knew that the three of them had not released any breath just now. It would be an exaggeration to say that they were stupid. However, Wu Ming chose it, and they had no room to refute.

"You each choose one!"

Wu Ming thought for a moment and waved his hand indifferently.

At this time, the expressions of all the martial slaves were particularly exciting. Even Feng Gui, who had seen Wu Ming's unusual actions, once again showed surprise.

Without much delay, Xueya took the lead in selecting one person. The person looked at him with obvious gratitude and walked out of the crowd silently.

The three Bai Ren glanced at each other, ignored everyone's expectant looks, and selected two people. Only Ku Ci did not move, but looked at Wu Ming silently.

"Bitter thorn, don't make a mistake!"

Xueya suddenly let out a low drink.

"The person you want to choose is not here?"

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows.

"Master, please grant me your permission!"

Kuci hoarsely said.

Wu Ming glanced at him, then turned to Feng Gui, who shook his head slightly, expressing confusion.

The accompanying deacon seemed to know Ku Ting better and whispered something in Feng Gui's ear. Wu Ming was keenly aware of the frown on Feng Gui's brows. Although it was fleeting, it still revealed

A look of embarrassment.

"To be honest with the prince, the person chosen by this person is already a useless person. He is usually only responsible for cleaning the underground fighting field."

Feng Gui said briefly.

Wu Ming was surprised. Although he didn't study it in depth, he knew the rules.

Similar to this situation, there were many underground fighting arenas in the previous life, and many secrets were known. If they were killed, it would easily attract criticism. If they were kicked out, they would be afraid of exposing the secrets, so it would be better to stay in the gambling house.

As for selling to Wu Ming, he is leaving, but he is not afraid of being exposed. Even if the secret is leaked, he can still trace the source and take revenge!

After Feng Gui finished speaking, he stopped talking and just observed Wu Ming's expression secretly. He also wanted to see if this surprisingly generous prince was willing to spend five million spiritual stones to buy a useless person.

"That's right!"

But what surprised him again was that Wu Ming nodded without thinking too much.

Little did he know that he was accustomed to having digital wealth in his previous life. Five million spiritual stones were a lot, but they were still just numbers in his hands. Only when they were used in useful places could they be fully utilized.

"Bring the people!"

Feng Gui didn't go into details and just gave a simple order.

"Thank you, Master!"

Ku Ci stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and knelt on both knees to pay homage.

Although his face was expressionless, there was an unspeakable meaning and persistence in his cold eyes.

Wu Ming waved his hand and told him to step down. There were only three places left. Most of the remaining people straightened their backs and showed their best. There were also many who fell into despair again, more decadent than before, and completely lost their energy!

Feng Gui didn't push him. He also saw that Wu Ming wanted to use this method to find the most valuable people among them. Unfortunately, after being closely monitored by the gambling house, how could he let the selection go if they were really valuable?

Of course, in his values, only martial slaves with far less than five million spirit stones will be given up, but in Wu Ming's eyes, as long as the impossible can be made possible, that's enough!

Different values ​​will naturally lead to different results, but what he recognizes is that as long as you live, everything is possible!

Suddenly, Wu Ming stopped, his eyes flashing with surprise, because just now, Ku Ci sent a message to him.

As a strong master among the great masters, Feng Gui was keenly aware of a slight abnormal fluctuation, and even captured the fluctuation of consciousness from Ku Ci. Even though the latter was still expressionless, he was still sure that Ku Ci transmitted the message to Wu Ming.

"Millstone!"

Finally, Wu Ming looked at the roster carefully for a while and called out an unremarkable middle-aged man.

The only redeeming feature of this person is that he has muscles and bones as strong as a rock. Even though he is a top master in the four realms, except for the ability to take a beating, his strength is not top-notch.

According to the roster, among the dozens of Grandmaster Martial Slaves, there are no fewer than five Grandmasters of the Three Realms who can defeat him. Of course, they cannot kill him because their defense is too strong!

But when this person silently walked out of the crowd, Wu Ming's heart skipped a beat, because the mark of the giant spirit on his right wrist actually felt slightly warm!

With a calm expression on his face and the dragon robe covering his face, Wu Ming was not worried about being noticed by Feng Gui, but he did not choose another choice.

Everyone thought he would let Mopan choose, but there was no movement, and they couldn't help but feel anxious secretly.

When the deacon arrived with a one-armed, one-eyed, and even lame old man, he gradually came back to his senses and couldn't help but feel a little unbelievable. Could it be that his fate depended on this old cripple who had never even seen him in the eyes?

On your body?

Wu Ming frowned and was a little surprised. Although he was a cripple, he was not so crippled.

But after the words were spoken, he still couldn't break his words and get rich. He just had the idea of ​​giving up in his heart, thinking that this person was just adding to the pain!

But Ku Ci once again ignored the rules and stepped forward to support the old man and whispered. The expressionless old man turned his neck slightly and glanced at Wu Ming with his dead eyes.

"hiss!"

Wu Ming took a breath, his heart was slightly frightened, and he was even more shocked.

How could this be the look in the eyes of a disabled person?

Even though he was once a master, his eyes were the windows to his soul. The flash of starlight in his single eye actually made him feel as if his whole body had been seen through. Longyi didn't have much effect.

"There are two spots left, you choose!"

Although Wu Ming felt strange, he said calmly.

Now, Feng Gui felt something was wrong again. Does this guy really not care about millions of spiritual stones?

But when he saw the old man pointing at two people casually, Feng Gui's heart skipped a beat. They were just a fourth-level master and a third-level master. In the roster records, their records were not the best, but they were the ones who had just felt the most powerful momentum.

Two dynamic people.

With his great master's senses, he can never be wrong!

It’s just that the old man has not experienced the previous scene. Even if Ku Ting secretly reminds him, he will not be so accurate!

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster, but... the deal is already done, and it's hard for him to go back on his word!

Wu Ming was very satisfied with the old man's performance, which showed that this man was more than what he appeared to be. He was a useless person who could only do cleaning work. As for what value he had, it would depend on the future!

The candidate has been decided, and the rest is easy to handle. The gambling house is responsible for arranging the temporary identity and then sending it out to Datang.

Wu Ming was not in a hurry to leave. He waited until everything was settled before doing anything else. After all, it was 60 million spiritual stones, even if they were picked up for nothing.

Feng Gui arranged Wu Ming and others into the previous private room and went to prepare these things.

It's a small thing if you can't do it, but it's a big thing if you smash your sign. What's more, you can't quarrel with Wu Ming who can ignore 60 million spiritual stones!

Zhong Yi, Yu Xiaoqin and others had been sent away long ago, and only twelve people including Wu Ming were left in the private room. The owner did not speak, and there was dead silence inside.

Although they have changed their clothes, the eleven people are still warrior slaves who have been fighting for many years. Except for the old man, who is as hunched as a mortal, the evil spirit on the other ten people is still unabated, as if they are about to come out of the gate and devour everyone!

"I hope that the 60 million spiritual stones will be worth the money!"
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