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Chapter 472 No more fun

For Chen Hansheng Mi Lai, and even Song Ping'an, money is no longer a factor that he will consider for the first reaction.

Even Mi Lailai, who had just borrowed money from Chen Hansheng to open a field not long ago, never thought about this.

Chen Hansheng was not worried that Mi Lailai would not be able to pay it back.

Mi Lailai himself was not worried.

It can be said that no one is worried about having no money on this table.

Except Lee Hyuk.

After the audience ruled out several more common possibilities, he took the lead in turning his thinking to money.

When he asked the sentence "Do you have no money?"

Everyone was stunned.

The sight of Ma Cheng contained complex emotions that were both seeking affirmation and not believing.

Until Ma Cheng came back from his surprise, nodded and admitted: "If it is about your points in the East Continent, then I really don't. In the past, we used the essence of divine power as currency for circulation."

Everyone then had to admit the truth and it was indeed guessed by Lee Hyuk.

I immediately patted my forehead.

Cover your face with your face.

A group of people were lying on the horse and suddenly felt speechless.

Luo Shan said generously: "Brother Ma's account, I will transfer some money to you directly. Don't dislike it if there is not much. At least you can open the field first to see the effect!"

Ma Cheng was stunned again: "What account?"

Mi Lailai covered her forehead and said to Luo Shan weakly: "If you can get money, how can you get it? You don't have a normal person who scans the code from the entrance to enter the tower, where do you get the account?"

"Ah, this?" Luo Shan was stunned: "I feel like I have missed many links? It seems that a lot of things really happened yesterday!"

That’s all.

The entire dining table suddenly fell into silence.

Most of the people present participated in the East-West War.

They can see how tragic the battle was at that time.

After the war, there were even three people who could not even save Wang Wen.

It is said that tower climbers are generally ruthless.

It is common to separate from life and death.

But it’s not unconventional. Gu Jianbing and even Zhu Xingguo were the most core members of Wang Wen’s “one of his own circles.”

Everyone usually looks up but doesn’t look down and has long been accustomed to each other’s existence.

Dinners like the ones you are now.

In the past, unless it was in the tower.

Otherwise there would definitely be three people on this dining table.

At this moment.

Looking at the hot pot soup base at low temperature.

No one puts food in it anymore.

Cheng Quyi prayed softly: "I hope that all the best of you will enter the tower this time and will return from the 700th floor with good news."

"Don't be too arrogant! You are ungrateful and ungrateful!" In the corner of the prison restaurant, the only old man with complete clothes in the hostage pile was angrily shouting to Wang Wen and others: "Even if you are strong, you cannot be stronger than the power of the country! I advise you to stop when you see the situation. If you lose patience outside to use real strategic weapons, you will not even think about living!"

He Xu looked at him with a funny look: "Why do you still think we are ordinary people? Turn your head to see the people around you? Do you have to tell how strong you are to capture such special armed personnel in an established manner?"

"Hmph, these are all a bunch of waste." The old man hummed disdainfully: "My personal guard can do it too."

The special forces next to him were hit again.

I want to cry but I don’t dare to refute it.

In fact, in their opinion, even if it is the old man's personal guard, it is unlikely to catch people in such a calm manner.

Obviously the old man is bragging.

It’s a pity that people who don’t understand can’t say it, and those who understand can’t dare to say it.

No one exposed him.

Seeing that his cowhide seemed to have played a role, the old man seemed a little proud and said to He Ju with a arrogant expression: "You are still too young, it's not surprising that you have never seen the world. I personally decide on these small-scale guns and ammunition to give to you. Stop as soon as possible, so as not to end the situation even if it expands!"

He Ju looked back at Wang Wen.

After receiving the instruction, I picked up the communicator and stuffed it into the old man's mouth: "Come on, expand harder, the harder it is to end, the better!"

The old man stared at him for a long time.

After a while.

Finally he sighed.

He dialed a number with a desperate intention and shouted: "Attack with all your might! Laser intercontinental cloud explosions are all here! It doesn't matter if I die, and I must not let sin run rampant until dawn!"

A night of bombardment passed.

The sky was covered with rising smoke and could not see the morning sun.

All the personnel in the prison were transferred to the huge playground to watch fireworks.

When the last round of attacks, including large-equivalent nuclear bombs, blooms over the prison.

Everyone sat on the ground in tears.

The old man opened his eyes that were red by the strong light, stared at Wang Wen in despair and shouted: "You are not humans, but devils!"

Wang Wen ignored it.

He raised his hands and the high walls around the prison collapsed.

Wait for the dust to drop slightly.

The people in the prison looked at the flat land outside and couldn't recover for a long time.

Wang Wen raised his men with his invisible energy hand and flew to the fallen gate of the prison, pointed to the empty world outside the wall and said loudly to the prisoners: "Everyone, all the armed forces that can come to support have been cleared, you are free!"

No one dared to move for a long time.

He scuntly went to the ground and grabbed the most awesome middle-aged man before and asked, "Don't you want to escape from prison? Now that all the obstacles are gone, why don't you leave?"

The middle-aged man now has no momentum as he used to be.

He trembled and stammered, "Great, great god...I don't want to escape from prison?"

After a pause, he pointed to the "hostages" everywhere and said with a sad face: "Another, escaping from prison is like fighting, it seems to be different from fighting?"

He Mi turned around helplessly and looked at Wang Wen.

Wang Wen sighed secretly.

He picked up several prisoners with his huge energy hand and threw them outside the wall.

As soon as the progress is full, you walk into the portal and leave.

A day wasted, a lot of energy was spent, and nothing was used.

It seems that the development of the divine power source is not as simple as imagined.

It is hard to come by.

Wang Wen of the next tower layer no longer clings to divine power.

One mind is to rush to the tower.

The next day entering the tower.

Wang Wen and his group arrived at the 400th floor.

The moment he stepped onto the four hundred floors, Shi Yuanyuan, who had been dead, suddenly had his eyes lit up.

Always pay attention to her Tathagata increasing the power of imprisonment.

Wang Wen turned around and looked at Tathagata for a moment, and asked Master Yuanyuan: "Have you received the reward from the World Tower? Which basic skill did you recommend to the master?"

Shi Yuanyuan smiled and said coldly, "Guess".

Wang Wen was not annoyed either.

Analyzing with a positive tone: "The other four items are not very helpful to your current situation. Only the master of mental power is quite useful. If you can't contact your god, you can at least play with your imagination."

Shi Yuanyuan said with a cold face without saying a word.

It seems to be brewing something silently.

Wang Wen reached out and pressed the air above her head, and said lightly: "Okay, now I don't even have to play with my imagination."

Shi Yuanyuan raised her head in shock.

Looking at him incredibly, he couldn't help but blurt out, "Can you even imprison your imagination?"

"Compared to imprisoning your connection to the so-called gods, closing the imagination channel is much simpler." Wang Wen flipped through the directory of teleportation at the same level and chose a relatively easy level to open it.

The mist around everyone dissipated.

The progress is rising little by little.
Chapter completed!
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