Super Treasure Hunter

There were originally more than two dozen people who were not listening to the competition. After they reported their worth in the middle of the week, the hall suddenly became quiet.

Many people want to continue to compete, but their own conditions simply do not allow them, so they can only exit with regret.

Only nine people, including mid-week, have not given up the last spot.

The famous craftsman who lived in the same inn with Midweek also never expected Midweek to be their biggest opponent.

However, these people traveled thousands of miles and experienced countless risks before arriving at Xiniu Hezhou, so how could they give up easily.

After the last seven people had a discussion, they decided to give all their worth to the strongest one of them, and he would compete with another one in the middle of the week for the last spot.

The wealth of the seven people together is not a small number. When they reported their worth, they were even moved in the middle of the week. Unexpectedly, these seven people are really in stock. Together, all the worth of the seven people has reached it. Two billion.

That is to say, the average hand is about 3,000 per person, which is already the whole of a small family, but it is still like a drizzle to Zhou Zhonglao.

"Four billion."

In the middle of the week, the value was raised again, and it was directly twice as high as before. This time, the last person who had not spoken thought that no one in the scene was worth more than the middle of the week.

If nothing else, this last place is already mid-week, but when he thought he had the last place in the middle of the week, the person who hadn't spoken finally reported his worth.

"Eight billion!"

This person was named Huang Lang, and he was a native of Xiniu Hezhou. Because he was a craftsman, he was also very famous among the local high-levels.

Huang Lang looked at the middle of the week with a confident look. The value of 800 million is definitely an astronomical figure, and the total assets of many large families are nothing more than that.

In the middle of the week, I thought that the last quotation had already won, and I was planning for the future. I didn't notice Huang Lang's asking price.

The onlookers all thought that midweek was frightened by Huang Lang's worth, and they no longer knew how to deal with it.

Huang Lang was even more proud of seeing the midweek in a daze, and asked the reception staff of the Bahuangzong to announce the ownership of the last place.

The reception staff of the Bahuangzong woke up mid-week.

"This friend, the team name has been reported worth 800 million. If you can't exceed that person, then the last place will go to Huang Lang."

It was only then in the middle of the week that some people were worth more than their own newspaper, but the mere 800 million in front of the middle of the week was just a bunch of numbers.

"Two billion, if it's not enough, then three billion."

Talking in the middle of the week seemed like a joke, and even the reception staff of the Eight Desolation Sect couldn't help frowning, thinking that the middle of the week was here to make trouble.

Hearing the words in midweek, Huang Lang raised his brows lightly.

"Boy, this is not a place for you to make fun of jokes. We are competing for the place of Bahuangzong craftsman. If you find this kind of presence, then I think it is necessary to remind you not to open this kind of self. The joke of not coming back is very serious if you don’t!"

Huang Lang seems to be kindly reminding the middle of the week, but the meaning of threat in his words is obviously more.

The reception staff of the Eight Desolation Sect had the same ideas as Huang Lang, and I dared not be them. Even the others had the same idea.

What means two billion is not enough, three billion, as if these were normal to him.

"This friend, the Bahuangzong is not joking in recruiting the refiner. Please be responsible for what you say. If you take out the value you just reported, I can completely think that you are provoking our Bahuangzong. ."

After hearing the warning from the reception staff of the Bahuangzong to mid-week, those people who looked at the human brain around them couldn't help but feel a little excitement in their hearts.

"Yes, if you can't come up with the corresponding finances, it will be a challenge to the Bahuangzong."

Huang Lang's bid for 800 million is already his limit, and Huang Lang sees that Zhou's age is similar to his own, and believes that it is absolutely impossible for Zhou Zhong to have such a high value as he said.

At the same time, the people of the Bahuangzong also issued a warning to the middle of the week. If the middle of the week can't come up with the same amount of money as the quoted price, then this last place is his, and with the style of the Bahuangzong, it will definitely be ruthless. The lesson will be a mid-week meal.

Facing the warning from the reception staff of the Eight Desolation Sect, there was only an oh in the middle of the week, and then from the storage space, he took out the same value of money and some precious refining materials from the storage space.

"These should be about the same, or you can count them, but I will add them."

Looking at the piles of money, the reception staff of the Bahuangzong finally believed that there was no big talk in the middle of the week.

But Huang Lang's face suddenly became difficult to look.

It was also the first time that the onlookers saw so much money. They were also deeply shocked by the scene in front of them. The money was just a small piece of money for the middle of the week, but for them, it might not be possible for them to get so much for a lifetime.

Before Huang Lang was very proud and arrogant when he questioned the middle of the week, when he really took out the corresponding money in the middle of the week, even he himself felt like a jumping clown.

Moreover, when Huang Lang looked at those audiences, he always felt that when they looked at himself, their eyes were full of sarcasm.

In this way, Huang Lang, who has always been in the upper class, is very upset, whoever he is in contact with is either rich or expensive, but today he is treated this way by these people.

Just when the reception staff of the Bahuangzong was about to announce that he would hand over the last place to mid-week, Huang Lang suddenly spoke up.

"Wait a minute, my worth is much more than these, but they are all used to purchase precious materials, and a qualified craftsman's grasp of crafts, control of fire conditions, and crafts experience cannot be measured by worth. ."

Zhou Zhong turned his head and looked at Huang Lang. What he said was indeed correct. The strength of the refiner cannot be measured by the money he possesses. To say that it is not good is actually an insult to the refiner, but in order to join the Eight Wastes Zong, to get more news about the black-robed man, the master refiner in the middle of the week can only put all this behind his head.

Regardless of the purpose of Huang Lang, being able to say these words really made Zhou Zhong look at him differently.

"Since you raised an objection and now there are only your two competitors, what better opinion can you say."

The receptionist of the Eight Desolation Sect had finished speaking and thought about the middle of the week, seeming to be seeking the opinion of the middle of the week.

Hearing what Huang Lang said just now seemed to be quite confident in his refining strength, and from mid-week, he had already thought of what Huang Lang wanted to do, so he nodded to the receptionist so that he could listen to Huang Lang's opinions.