The live broadcast on the left is set at the end of all passengers. After leaning, he was afraid of sitting on the ground.

The live broadcast on the right is fixed on the ground full of blood, and the huge white fox corpse like a calf is silent. Sending the forty -ninety of Ghost B, but only four passengers left.

And all the four passengers were drawn by BIV's 49th.

On the one hand, all the members survived, and only half left, the painful price was paid.

Obviously, this time, Bing 9 won thoroughly. But Shi Xiao and other onlookers' faces did not have a smile.

"In the event of these two drunk and American Xiangxi journey, the probability of eliminating the group will be more than 70 %."

Bai Xiaosheng's tone is as calm as ever, and there is no emotion: "B -Nine Regiment, when C. When C -9 fell into crazy, it will go to the group."

"B 49 regiment, 85 % will die at the second attraction group."

"In other words, as long as B -9 is not crazy, the people in his group may survive?"

Shi Xiao quickly grasped the key points, his breathing was slightly slow, his eyes stared at Bai Xiaosheng: "right?"

"right."

Bai Xiaosheng decisively said: "The qualifications of C -9 are high, and they can maintain so rational in the state of SAN. If Camp Nine can support the end, the survival rate of the Cross Nine Regiment will reach 75 %, or even a hundred hundred, or even a hundred hundred, or even a hundred hundred.

Five possibilities of all the members survive. "

"All members ... survive ..."

When Shi Xiao heard this word, there was a hint of awe in his eyes, and the crowd could not help but exclaimed, let alone survive all the members of the western Hunan Xiangxi.

Impossible. If C. Nine really can do this, after this journey is over, he will definitely be robbed by major brigade teams!

"It's a pity."

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head, put away the parchment paper, and finally glanced at Bed 9 on the live broadcast screen.

"Teammates who have no connection, SAN value is at least sixty ... CD 9 has begun crazy."

***

Crazy, it's crazy!

Wei Yan took a deep breath and worked hard to calm down, but in fact, he gritted his teeth, and his voice was just like the gap:

"You mean, one bamboo basket, do you want me 800 points?"

"After the discount, 800."

Wu Lao Liu did not confess hissing, his eyes stared at Wei Yan in front of him, as if he was afraid that he would be a robbers to rob the bamboo baskets.

"It's such a garbage back basket, eight hundred?"

Wei Yan laughed, holding the dirty back basket with decaying mold in front of him, repeated: "One, eight hundred?"

[Name: Mold Baby Back Basket]

【Quality: Tortura】

[Function: Can pretend to be a child, of course, the little ghost is fine]

[Remarks: What? How much is this back basket? I won't buy me for eight hundred for me! Even the best children and little ghosts will never like this kind of basket!]]

After Wu Lao Liu nodded, Wei Yan calmly put down the bamboo basket, moved his wrist, used a good, discuss tone:

"I think this back basket, you should send it to me in vain, please take me to accept it."

"What do you think."

Wei Yan thought that he had more than 1,800 points now, and finally he could be called a big family.

But who thought of it in Wu Lao Liu, this point was only enough to buy two bamboo back baskets!

One hundred points for one day, converted, a bamboo back basket must be guarded for eight days.

"Bang!"

The dark and sharp claws pierced the counter in front of Wu Lao Liu. The black and rotten wood was crispy than the paper sheet. The densely white tape -like white maggot in the broken rotten wood, the crushing of countless maggots was crushed, and the rotten wood was covered with full of rotten wood.

The thick pulp of yellow and white.

People who saw this disgusting scene wanted to vomit, but Wei Yan, who had always been cleanliness, was indifferent this time. The cold eyes settled from the back of the bronze mask and fell on the six of Wu Lao.

When Wei Yan was about to take another step forward, he calmed his face with a string of ecstasy, and his speed was very fast.

. ""

"oh?"

Wei Yan slowly raised an eyebrow: "Above?"

"right."

Wu Lao Liu watched him staring at him, and his pupils shrank into a point: "Even if you kill me, it is the price, you have to do it-"

"Why are you so waste."

Wu Lao Liu was stunned, and before he had time to react, he was sprayed by Wei Yan's head and covered his face:

"The price set above? Don't you bargain?"

Eight hundred points have a tattered basket, Wei Yan can't afford the entire brigade.

If he can buy two first, sell the price to the passengers to return the blood, and then go back to Wu Lao Liu and continue to buy it.

But the hostel is not allowed! At the shopping point, Wei Yan has only one chance to shop. How much you can buy is. When he leaves the shop, he will not be allowed to come in to buy things for the second time.

Like some kind of screening.

Only if you have enough points and strong enough, you can buy sufficient items in the shopping store and keep the passengers. Just like what Wei Wei thinks, in this journey, people are hundreds of times more dying.

To be honest, the three hundred points of the passengers died unexpectedly.

Such a difficult goal ... Will there be a hundred times reward after completion?

Wu Lao Liu's eyes were dangerous when he looked at Wei Yan, and it was gloomy, like quenching poison.

"Story me? Can you use it?"

Wei Yan turned his eyes and had an idea. He laughed: "How do you tell me, how much points can you earn a bamboo basket?"

Wu Laoliu silently said.

"Do you can't make money at all, and even go to the inside? Ah? You sell my bamboo basket for 20 % off, and you lose a lot of money. Did you originally want to sell me a few times the price, earn the difference."

"snort."

When Wei Yan saw the blood, Wu Lao Liu pumped two sips of water cigarettes, but revealed the strength of the stock, and said with a sullen voice: "Anyway, if you want to go, you have to buy a bamboo basket."

This sentence is clearly implied that the bamboo basket is an important prop to spend the following difficulties, but Wei Yan is still unmoved. He turn his hands and swallow it to the bamboo basket that leaned on the side of the house.

Pick the nails and pick it up:

"This is the bamboo back basket picked up by the stream? I think it is better than you sell."

[Name: Mold Bamboo Back Basket]

【Quality: Tortura】

[Function: Can pretend to be a child]

[Remarks: Oh, this fast -scattered breaking Dongxi, the odor can smoke the child!]

The only difference between these two types of baskets is the material, one is the ‘baby bamboo’ back basket, and the other is the ‘green bamboo’ back basket. One can pretend to be a child and a little ghost, and the other can only be equipped with children.

Wei Yan raised his eyebrows. At first, he felt that Wu Lao Liu, who would bargain, was very interesting, and the performance of Wu Lao Liu showed his conjecture.

Unlike the kind of promulgation task, the NPC controlled by the hostel -his words and deeds, more like a real person with his own ideas.

"A tattered bamboo basket is so expensive, is there a rune hidden in the bamboo basket? Is the mantra on the bamboo slices? Or the material is golden?

Wei Yan made a disdain and put aside the bamboo basket: "I will do this kind of junk stuff.

"you?"

Wu Laoliu sneered, the dry cheeks were drawn, like an old monkey with thinning and only bones: "You want to sell things to passengers, do you still need me?"

oh?

Wu Lao Liu knew that the tour guide could not trades the rules with passengers at will.

"snort."

Wei Yan snorted, and his face was cold: "Bamboo baskets are too expensive, no money to buy. Anyway, the passengers die, and it is not killed by me."

He said that he turned to leave, and the corner of his eyes swept through the face of Wu Lao Liu, but found that his eyes were even more fierce, and he was a bit impatient.

If I used to look at him in the past, it was the kind of eyes that could not wait to beat him for a meal, then now his eyes seemed to have a blade. We needed to cut the meat and puts bones.

Wu Lao Liu was angry, not because of quarrels, but because of his words just now.

Bamboo baskets are too expensive? Passengers die? Or ...

Do you not buy bamboo baskets yourself?

interesting.
To be continued...