Villains: The protagonist sells his kidneys just for the villains to squander

Ying Zheng opened his eyes again.

All you see are fighter jets, aircraft carriers, and Gundams. . .

They're all steel monsters.

The light reflected by the water chestnut is so suffocating.

In front of him, Ying Zheng looked small.

A man in military uniform looks heroic.

Salute to Ying Zheng.

"Hi, I'm Quartermaster 007! Excuse me, guest, what do you want to buy? I first recommend the strongest individual combat Gundam in our army, Titan NB007. It is 500 meters tall and weighs 3 tons. It can destroy a small island with one hand. Equipped with a god-killing cannon, destroying the moon is not a dream! A man's favorite, a woman's nightmare!"

Quartermaster 007 roared.

Titan NB007 took a step forward, the man's tall big toe made people shudder, not to mention the young Ying Zheng, his heart seemed to jump out!

When the feet fell, the earth wailed.

Ying Zheng's small body was swung up, as if the ground was a trampoline.

Looking up, he seemed to see a giant in the cloud, a huge barrel emitting a red light.

The terrifying aftermath of energy distorted the air even more.

Yingzheng was even more sad, and turned into a pond fish again and flew up.

Fortunately, Quartermaster 007 caught Ying Zheng with his strong arms, so he didn't fall to his death.

Ying Zheng didn't care about his injury, and pointed at Titan NB007.

"I want, I want, I want..."

It's different from a woman in her forties, except for her gender.

"Please pay 1000 low-grade spirit stones."

A gust of cold water poured down.

Ying Zheng froze, and reconfirmed: "Millions of low-grade spirit stones?"

Quartermaster 007, but it looks like you are cheap, this is indeed a discount, the original price is 1 million devil coins.

"This is the first deal. I'll give you a [-]% discount. Do you want it? If not, I'll go find your brother."

"younger brother?"

"You don't know? It's no wonder that a small hostage is at best born relatively early. According to the latest information, your father and king found you a new mother and gave birth to a boy."

Where there is competition, there is pressure.

Ying Zheng thought that if he went, he would be the sure heir.

As a result, someone else robbed him.

Now the rhetoric to the gods just now is just empty talk.

but. . .

"If you don't have a spirit stone, can you give it to me? In the future, I will definitely return it ten thousand times."

He actually wanted to pay on credit. Lin Ming, who was controlling behind the scenes, was busy fighting with the tiger, and the thunder in his palm was about to explode.

I'm naturally in a bad mood.

"You are too poor! You don't have a spirit stone? You are the eldest son of the monarch, and you tell me that you don't have a spirit stone? Titan NB007 is a weapon that can easily dominate the world. You just want to take it away?"

"This... I was just taken back to Qin. Lingshi, I know, is to be offered as a tribute to the gods in order to keep the weather going smoothly. I have no right to touch that thing."

Ying Zheng didn't even want an honorific title, speaking like a commoner.

Being able to bend and stretch at such a young age, he deserves to be the future emperor.

However, Quartermaster 007 had no sympathy at all. He rubbed his fingers back and forth, asking for money anyway.

"Although you and I are destined to hear my voice, the spirit stone is used to shape the Titan NB007, not the phantom in your dream. Since there is no spirit stone, you can borrow it. How about it! Let me introduce you to something cheaper. This is a rifle, 10 low-grade spirit stones."

When you meet a poor man, you can only take the worst rifle, not even the model.

"Boom, click, boom, click..."

Shoot, reload, cycle a few times.

Average power.

Ying Zheng naturally didn't raise any interest.

It's like eating delicacies from mountains and seas, and then eating ordinary sugar-free biscuits, it's completely boring.

Quartermaster 007 dropped his rifle casually.

With the bazooka on your back, it is a shell in the distance.

This time the movement was a little louder.

Deafening.

"How about this? 100 low-grade spirit stones."

Ying Zheng was a little moved, but it was only to achieve the effect of cavalry.

I kept shaking my head.

"No, no, it's too weak."

"Hey! You don't even have a single spirit stone, you're quite picky! Tiger tank, fire me!"

A tank with a height of 6 meters, a large-caliber gun barrel, and heavy armor.

"Oh!"

The mountain shook for a while.

The gun barrel burst into flames.

Not long after, a thousand meters away, the flames burst into the sky!
Ying Zheng didn't know the principle of these weapons, but they were amazingly powerful!
It's always all over the place.

"This is so-so, how much? I'll find a way to borrow it."

"1 million!"

A word from Quartermaster 007.

Let Ying Zheng start to snap his fingers.

One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand.

All five fingers are used up.

"I'd better look at the bazooka."

People are poor and have short ambitions.

It's Ying Zheng.

Facing the disdainful eyes of quartermaster 007.

Ying Zheng blushed.

He added another sentence: "When I arrive in Xianyang, see my father and be established as the prince, I will have a way to get more spirit stones."

"Then let's talk about it when you have money! See off the guests!"

"Wait a minute, I'll..."

Before Ying Zheng could say anything else, he had already been kicked out of the dreamland.

He stretched out his hand, but it was empty.

"I want to see something else! Don't...dream?"

"Zheng'er, you're awake. I'm really worried."

Zhao Ji's head was covered with sweat, her eyes dodged Ying Zheng's gaze, and she hurriedly combed her messy hair with both hands.