The iron-faced man wanted to ask me something, but suddenly a gong sounded like the one I had before in the hall. It seemed that someone was about to speak again.

I focused my eyes on the stage and saw Zhulu standing in the middle of the platform. Twenty beauties stood in two rows behind me, each holding a tray in my hand.

The trays are covered with red velvet cloth, making it difficult to see what is underneath.

"Everyone, thank you for coming here today. I have prepared some small gifts to give to you as a meeting gift. Although the gift is small and does not mean respect, it also represents my sincerity. I hope you can accept it with a smile."

At this time, the players who originally wanted to stay in the room to continue their visit were also invited back to the hall one after another, crowded together in a noisy manner, and everyone guessed what was covered under the red cloth.

"There is no reason to give us what we just saw as a gift, right?" Someone whispered, and a little crystal liquid could not stop flowing from the corner of his mouth. As for his behavior, he didn't look like a leader of a gang.

"Impossible." Someone immediately objected, obviously much more rational than the previous one: "I just came out of it, and the things there have been not yet collected."

"We have at least two or three thousand people here, only twenty gifts?" Seeing that the number of gifts was so small, someone immediately wanted to ask about how to distribute them.

"Isn't it because we want to compete again and get things based on our ability?" said a gang leader who looks not high and probably should be a life skill player.

"How is that possible! The leaders of major gangs come here, and they are not thugs, so we can't fight for something." The other person quickly agreed, obviously he is not a combat player either.

An orc swordsman looked at the two people who were just talking with a smug look on his face. He said in a muffled voice: "That's not necessarily true! If the gift is really the things we saw just now, even if it's a fight, I'm not afraid! Don't think that if you become a boss, all your level skills will be lost. Let me tell you the truth, there are not many people in our gang that can beat me."

"Don't expect it." Someone immediately poured cold water on him: "Did you see, Chongtian Jian and Aoqi Lingyun are there, and there are a few people there, they are all fighting with their strength. If you really want to get gifts by force, why are you still asking us to do? Just call the top few in the rankings, or just find the spokespersons in the Western Continent."

Everyone was talking about it, but Zhulu didn't care at all.

He raised his hand gently. Twenty beauties tied up the red cloth on the tray at the same time. In less than a second, I saw that almost everyone in the hall had doubled their necks.

A sigh of disappointment sounded.

The pallet is not a rare material or a special equipment. It has nothing in common with the shining treasures that people want.

In the hands of those beauties, there were hundreds of small medicine bottles on each tray, which looked no different from ordinary recovery potions.

Take medicine as a gift?

The disappointment had not yet appeared completely on his face. The leaders of the gang immediately realized that they could be given as gifts by this mysterious man. These medicines would definitely not be ordinary goods.

However, these potions, pills, are all items that are consumed at one time. Could it be the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill that can save your life?

There is no possibility!

If a person can really get thousands of Nine-Revolution Resurrection Pills, then will he still become an immortal body in the game?

With this thing, who can bear to give it to someone?

Zhulu did not give any explanation, and only asked the twenty beauties to hand the medicine bottles to each person. Of course, I also got one.

Yuehua Powder, after taking it, you can increase each attribute by three points, and last for one hour.

This is a typical combat potion. With such a product, plus the market price of the Western continent, it should be sold for 100 yuan per pill. But I see the size of the bottle and the amount of medicine inside, there should be a total of 100 tablets. In other words, this small bottle contains 100 yuan of cash.

This price is determined by the usual price of the medicine. If there is a little speculation, the price may continue to increase.

Perhaps, in the eyes of every gang leader present, this mere 10,000 yuan is nothing, but there are two or three thousand people here, which is just 20 or 30 million?

Giving 20 to 30 million to give gifts? Just thinking about this number is already surprising enough.

This is definitely not something that a single player can do. Behind the Zhulu, at least one consortium, or even several consortiums, are secretly supporting him.

But even so, how big a consortium would need to have such strength? Or, behind him is a country?

The world is so great that anything can happen.

Looking at the uncertain faces of the gang leaders, I probably had such a calculation.

Players who were dissatisfied with this mysterious man at first had to think about whether they could afford to offend people who could easily take out tens of millions of gifts.

But what I was thinking was, since this guy is so rich, can I also cooperate with him and then knock him on another deal?

Who would think that they have too much money?

After the gift was distributed, Zhulu stood in the middle of the platform and said loudly: "I know that this small gift really cannot be seen by you. But in order to show justice, I dare not give you more precious gifts."

"Where is it!" A guy who looked a little cumbersome from the audience raised his head and said, "Mr. Zhulu is so generous and willing to make friends with you. Moreover, the Xieyun Sect I represent is willing to give my all my help to serve the teacher."

Xieyunmen? I haven't heard of it.

But Isn’t it a little cheaper to buy all the people I help you with for 10,000 yuan?

I guess that guy also took advantage of Zhulu's strong financial resources and wanted to take the opportunity to win over it and pave the way for his future development.

As soon as this statement was expressed, countless gang leaders immediately expressed their opinions. Most of the meaning was that they were willing to follow the competition and had the momentum to establish a new alliance.

"This move is so amazing." The iron-faced man whispered: "Just use money to win people's hearts, and it's such a big deal at the first move."

"Boss Iron is wrong." I shook my head gently and said with a smile: "This guy's move is not intended to attract all gangs. No one with a brain will use this method."

"How do you say this?" Firebird raised his eyebrows and asked softly.

"Do you still need to ask?" I looked back at the Firebird and said, "Just this ten thousand yuan, will you work hard for him?"

"Won't!"

The Firebird shook his head with great certainty.

Ten thousand yuan may be a considerable amount for ordinary players, but for truly powerful players, it is nothing.

"That's it." I nodded: "Even if you are a single player, you, can't buy the 10,000 yuan, and you still want to buy the bosses of these gangs?"

"You can't say that." The iron-faced man put on a businessman's face and pointed at the hall and said, "This guy is so generous. He is nothing more than to prove his strong financial resources in front of us. After seeing this, the people who want to cooperate with him are like crucian carp in the river."

Crossing the river? This foreigner has been staying in the game for a long time and has learned a lot of idioms.

I still smiled on my face and said lightly: "If it were you, would you want to buy all the gangs in the entire Western continent? And, do you think this is possible?"

The iron-faced man was silent.

He is also a businessman, so how could he not understand this?

Not to mention buying the entire Western continent, even half of the players are almost impossible.

With such a large force in the League of Nations, I dare not say that I dominate the Western Continent. What's more, how could such a player suddenly jump to the ground be able to do it?

Even if he wants to buy it, at best, a few powerful gangs will be enough to develop in the Western continent. It is far more shocking and persuasive to give it to a few people by giving it to only a few people.

"What do you think is the purpose of his move?"

"We don't have to guess, I believe he will say it soon."

I rubbed my mouth on the stage. Sure enough, Zhulu had already raised his hand and signaled everyone to calm down.

"To be honest, I would like to invite you here today. I have a small favor to you. This help is not only for you, but it will be of great benefit."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone below immediately said, "Mr. Zhulu is too polite. If you need help, just say it. Although our gang is not large, they are all elites. Even if you attack the Temple of Pluto or sneak attack the Temple of Light, my gang is not a problem.

Blow! Keep blowing!

Attack the Temple of Pluto? Sneak attack on the Temple of Light? Which camp is this guy?

Don’t he know that if he just deals with NPC, the power of that gang would be enough. But now, the Temple of Light and Temple of Pluto involve the reputation of many players. As long as one of them is attacked, countless gangs will immediately come to support him. Is he trying to trigger a battle in the camp?

"No need." Zhulu smiled mysteriously and said, "This task is actually not difficult, and it doesn't require so many people. It only takes three thousand people to complete it."

Three thousand people's mission? Then why did he call so many gangs to come?

Anyone present here has at least tens of thousands of people under his command. If he wins over any one, his mission will be enough to complete.

Sure enough, all the gang leaders started to talk about it, surprised that this competition was too much.
Chapter completed!