Collapse of Iron Cultivating the Star God was exposed, breaking the defense of Ruan Mei

"I'll give 120 million credits. The red-haired Earl Luluhong stood up and shouted with great vigour.

Everyone present was amazed by his momentum and generosity.

March 7 was even more confused, looking left and right with a blank face,

What's going on? Why do you call for such a high price in the first place?

In the end, March 7's eyes fell on Sambo's body, and asked him with his eyes, is this the trust he invited?

Sambo also shrugged his shoulders innocently.

March 7 can't help but feel a toothache,

Whether it was Sambo's trick or not, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became eager to try.

"I didn't expect to be in Beloberg, and with me Hua.... The book friend codenamed "Noble Law" laughed and patted the arm of the chair.

When the laughter was over, "Four, two, three" he raised his hand, "Ten million." "

"Huh?" a question mark popped up on March Qi's head.

Noticing the strange gazes of those present, Noble Law shook his finger, "I'm talking about the shield of Winterfell. "

The audience couldn't help but exclaim

March 7's expression became even more hideous.

The Winter City Shield is one of the official currencies in circulation in Beloberg, running parallel to credits.

And the exchange rate between the shield of the winter city and the credits is ....... At 1:50, one Winterfeller is equal to fifty credits.

Ten million Winterfell's Shield equals 500 million credits.

This credit point is enough to buy a villa of more than 400 square meters in the administrative district of Berroberg.

And this is just to buy a somewhat worn notebook, and it is not even the final sale price.

"Shall we shout?" said March 7, looking at Pera with a bitter expression.

"It's okay, I still have a little savings. Pera nodded, looked at March 7 and said.

But March 7 noticed that Pera was holding on to her composure,

Her hair was already sweating.

March Seven took a deep breath, nodded, and looked at Count Luluhong.

But the Earl of Luluhong, who had shouted a very high price at the beginning, was silent, and just stared at the luxurious Rouse boredly.

March 7, she felt that Count Lu Luhong's eyes were a bit like boxers in the ring.

Is he going to wait for the price to rise to a certain point, like a boxer grasping the point, to burst a surprisingly high price?

On March 7, I couldn't help but hesitate to shout immediately.

"Five hundred and fifty million. The dimensional pig shovel officer elegantly raised his finger and quoted his price: "Of course, I'm talking about credits." "

Seeing that others had already made an offer, March 7 couldn't help but be even more embarrassed.

She finally gritted her teeth and shouted, "Five hundred and fifty million and one credit!"

The eyes of the people around him looked at March 7, and suddenly became weird.

"Friend, are you playing with us?" said the dimensional pig shovel officer with his finger against his eyebrows.

"Ahem, ahem, no one stipulates that you can't increase the price by one credit point!" said March Seven with some humility.

"It's true, no, I loved the beautiful girls of the galaxy. "

Sambo waved his hand,

"As long as you're not afraid that other people can't help it, give you a punch. "

March 7 could only smile awkwardly.

The dimensional pig shovel officer shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and quoted: "600 million credits." "

"610 million credits. The easy chair detective lady raised her hand and quoted.

"Six hundred and ten million and one credits. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Hey.... 650 million credits. The dimensional pig shovel officer waved his hand.

"Six hundred and fifty million and one credits!"

"700 million! I will give 700 million!"

"Then I'll have 750 million credits. "

"Seven hundred and fifty million and one credits!"

“..... Eight hundred million. The dimensional pig shovel officer said a little tiredly.

"800 million..... Eight hundred million and one piece. "March 7 has quoted the price several times, and it has found its state.

So she only adds one dollar to the price now, and she can add it with peace of mind.

"You're not finished!" said the dimensional pig shovel officer with some depression.

"Although this is also a commercial method..... But I don't like it!"

"Awkward and aggrieved!"

The dimensional pig shovel officer held his head and said depressedly:

"Why are you like this? Didn't that lady from your faction tell you to be kinder?"

Looking at the slightly resentful eyes of the dimensional pig shovel officer, March Qi's expression suddenly became embarrassed.

Through the words of the dimensional pig shovel officer, March 7 suddenly understood that his identity was exposed. 0

And the person in front of him obviously knows his parents...... That is, dear Ms. Himeko.

March 7's expression now is a bit like being caught doing something bad, and people still know their parents' children.

"Ah..... Aha, this, this is mainly ....." March 7 muttered, unable to give a reason.

At this time, Pe, who was standing next to March Seven, stretched out his hand and stabbed March Seven,

"What.....'s wrong? "March 7 almost called out Pera's real name. []

"I.... I don't have enough money....." Pera said in an awkward tone.

"Huh?" said March Seven's eyes widened.

Only then did she notice that Pera was already sweating profusely and looking embarrassed.

Sweaty, family.

"You.... How many do you have?" asked March Seven in a whisper, taking Pera's hand by the hand.

"I ...... I only have 600 million and 500 credits...," Pera whispered.

“..... There's still a little bit of savings, it's really just a little bit....." March Qi's expression suddenly became bitter.

"I'm an Iron Guard intelligence officer and a band drummer. Pella's round little face was full of bitterness,

"If it weren't for the fact that Shiluwa gave me a lot of dividends from the band, I might not even be able to take out 80 million credits..."

She held her forehead and shook her head: "So how much do you have in your hands? Let's add them up.....

"......" March Seven was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and snapped his fingers.

After a hearty and unsuccessful accurate and simple calculation, March 7 obtained the actuarial amount of his total assets.

She raised her head and said to Pera firmly and without courage, "One hundred and seventy-two dollars and two cents and five cents." "

“...... It's really poor....."

(One hundred and seventy-two two cents and five cents of credits is almost a piece of two cents and five, and I'm really about to become a dome scientist recently, and the place names and myths of Yalilo in front of me are not made up by me, all of which are pulled out of all kinds of messy copywriting in the game, and then add a little bit of something like this, it's really difficult.) ）。