At this moment, Death Maniac and all the famous players were all shocked.

In an instant, he killed seven well-equipped famous players. Who is this person?

Death Kuang on the side suddenly remembered Muchen's identity with a bang in his head.

Currently there is a lot going on on the Internet that the only person in the Chinese server who holds a golden weapon is the mysterious master player Chen Fei.

"Are you the Great God of Dust?" Death Maniac asked stammeringly.

Muchen nodded.

Death Maniac's heart was filled with surprise, fear, disbelief and many other emotions, and he thought to himself: "He is indeed a strong man who has been on the World Announcement twice in a row. His strength is so terrifying!"

He adjusted his mood slightly, and said with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, Lord Chen, you will help me settle this matter today. I should be a filial piety to you."

Just rely on the strength that Chen Chen showed just now.

The God of Dust is undoubtedly a thigh! It is also a thick and strong thigh!

When you see such thick thighs, is there any reason not to hug them?

The death maniac immediately made up his mind to kneel down and lick the boss and beg him to protect him.

Today's incident also made him realize his own strength and status. The Bloody Market he founded was small in scale, and he could still manage some minor troubles.

If the size of the market were larger and the famous players who came to trade here were more powerful, he wouldn't be able to control it.

Death Maniac is an ambitious person.

Someone saw the right opportunity and established the Dawn Trading Network during the public beta of "Dawn", which is also commonly known as the black market.

Became the first person to eat crabs.

Since the establishment of the black market website, the daily transaction volume of the website has reached hundreds of millions. The black market creator only takes 1% of each transaction as a handling fee and makes a lot of money.

Death Maniac is determined to imitate the founder of the black market.

He also wants to set up a place with similar black market functions in the game.

Unfortunately, there is already a [Trading House] in the game.

The trading house is both formal and complete.

There was absolutely no room for him to interfere.

But Death Maniac did not give up easily. Instead, he thought divergently and went in the opposite direction, establishing the Blood Market specifically to serve red-named players.

A famous player's paradise.

Death fans watch far more deeply than ordinary players.

He discovered early on that the game "Dawn" seemed to encourage players to fight each other.

Although the punishment for red-named players seems quite severe, the benefits for red-named players are not low either. The benefits gained from killing a player are many times more than killing a boss.

He predicts that in the future, famous players will become a trend.

He is also following the trend.

He won't do it in the Bloody Market, but people will do it in the future.

Now that you have the opportunity, how can you let it go so easily?

Death Maniac has great ambitions. He wants to make the Bloody Market bigger and stronger. To be honest, it will be difficult for him alone.

Since black market websites became popular.

Capital has also entered the market and injected capital into shares, which has also made the black market website more formal.

In the game, the tentacles of capital are difficult to reach. This is a world where strength is respected, and having a big fist is the last word.

I am not strong enough, so hugging my thighs becomes the key.

Shikuang looked at Muchen in front of him, his eyes became more and more hot, and he said in his heart:

"If we can have a good relationship with the Dust God in the future, let's see who dares to come to his market to cause trouble."

"Master, let's make a friend. Twenty thousand gold coins is a lot, so I have to scrape it together. Don't worry, I'll definitely get it for you within three days." Death Maniac said flatteringly.

Muchen looked at him in surprise.

I was just joking when I said that. It doesn't matter whether I give you the 20,000 gold coins or not.

Unexpectedly, Death Maniac took it seriously.

However, Muchen was a man with many scheming thoughts in his two lives.

After thinking about it for a moment, I guessed that the crazy man was just a drunkard who was not interested in drinking.

He thought to himself: "No wonder he was able to make the Bloody Market so huge in his previous life. This man has something."

Muchen agreed to Death Kuang’s friend application.

"Hey, Master, you just said that you are here to buy teleportation tokens. Come with me and I will take you to buy them myself."

Death Kuang led the way, talking as he walked.

Muchen instantly killed the two groups of Sabretooth Tiger and Tianya Ronin, which shocked all the red-named players present. Even the most unruly red-named players did not dare to be arrogant in front of Muchen.

Death Kuang led Muchen to the stall of a young pastor whose ID was Wen Zhenbin.

Wenbin looks like his name, with a thin body and a bookish air, but his ID is rich in blood and his kill value is probably higher than everyone present.

He's a ruthless character.

What's strange is that this person's kill value is so high, but his stall only sells teleportation tokens.

Logically speaking, shouldn't we sell some of the equipment stolen from people who killed people?

Muchen came to the stall and greeted him with a gentle smile: "Master Chen, do you want to buy a teleportation token?"

At this moment, most people have already guessed Muchen's identity.

Those who didn't guess also learned Muchen's identity from other people's mouths.

Muchen said: "Well, yes."

"How many?"

"What's the price?"

Wen Zhibinbin said: "The grocery store in the main city of the teleportation token sells it for 1,000 gold coins each. I sell it for 1,200 gold coins each."

Don't wait for Muchen to speak.

The death maniac on the side said: "It's too expensive. It's not a rare thing. If you flip it, you will make a net profit of 200 gold coins. It's too dark."

Wen Zhibin smiled and said: "I didn't say you couldn't bargain."

"Of the 1,020 gold coins, you can just earn 20 gold coins." Death Kuang said unceremoniously.

Wen Zhibinbin smiled bitterly and said: "When I came to this damn place, I consumed one teleportation token, and I had to consume another teleportation token when I went back. The total cost is 2,000 gold coins. I have to earn back the cost."

The death maniac said dissatisfied: "Then you can't catch someone and make money from it. How about this? I'll give you an extra 20 gold coins and sell a teleportation token for 1,040 gold."

Wen Zhenbin thought about it and realized that it was okay, so he agreed.

Death Kuang turned to look at Muchen and said flatteringly: "Master, do you think this price is acceptable? If not, I will haggle."

Wen Zhenbin was a little unhappy and said: "Boss, we have known each other for a while. We are all friends after all. This is too much!"

"You get out!"

Death Man glanced at him sideways and said, "Why didn't you stand up when I was bullied by those two groups, Tianya Rongrong and Sabre-toothed Tiger?"

Wen Zhibin said with a smile: "Don't I have confidence in you? You just took care of these local bastards and rotten dogs. Why do you need me? I'm still waiting for you to kill everyone with one strike.

The flame knife is cutting off the heads of those brats."

"Tch, your trick won't work on me."

Death Kuang said unceremoniously: "We are friends. If you don't come with me to take revenge tomorrow, just shut up."

"They've already died once, so why bother?" Wen Zhenbin said.

Death Kuang said: "I don't care. If they dare to break my rules and get in trouble with me, I have to kill them with my own hands! Again, if you are a friend, just go with me. If not, just shut up."

Wen Zhenbin ignored Death Kuang, but raised his head and looked at Muchen and said:

"Master Chen, let's go by what he said, one thousand and forty gold coins for one teleportation token. How many do you want?"

Muchen said: "30."

"Thirty, sorry, I don't have that much stock." He said politely.

"Then I want as much as you have."

"Okay, 23 coins, a total of 23,920 gold coins. I'll give you a zero and just give me 23,900 gold coins." He said.

Muchen readily paid the gold coins and purchased 23 teleportation tokens.

Transaction complete.

Wen Zhenbin looked at Muchen a few times and said curiously: "I didn't expect that the famous Chen Chen is also a famous player."

"I'm also quite curious, why is your priest also famous?" Muchen asked.

"Oh, there is no way. No one has any loyalty when I come out and team up with others to play dungeons. As a result, they are greedy for my dungeon rewards and bully honest people. I can't bear it, so I have to kill them all."

Wen Zhenbin spoke calmly.

The death maniac next to him said with disdain on his face: "Master, don't listen to his nonsense. Even though this kid looks kind, he is very sinister in his heart. He specializes in harming his teammates and has caused harm to many teams. Everyone in their area is shouting for beatings.

, like a rat crossing the street.”

"Hey, crazy boss, you are so unjust, how can you expose me?"

Wen Zhenbin was anxious and quickly stopped the madman from continuing.

"As for your trivial things, if you ask anyone in the market who doesn't know about it, you have already become notorious. Why do you blame me for exposing you? Moreover, the things you have done have been posted on the forum, and you will be searched.

All the IDs came out."

The death maniac showed no mercy and directly exposed the gentle man's background.

Wen Zhibinbin took advantage of his profession as a priest to form a wild team and play a dungeon. When it came to the critical moment to fight the dungeon boss, he deliberately let go and did not cast healing spells on his teammates, allowing his teammates to die miserably at the hands of the boss. After killing his teammates, the boss also

With his blood remaining, he starts to harvest the boss again and monopolizes the dungeon rewards.

Civilian Binbin took the path of punishing priests.

The professional characteristics of the disciplinary priest are heavy on attack and light on treatment, and its combat power is comparable to that of a mage.

For this profession, you have to wait until level 30 and go to the Temple of Punishment to change professions.

Because he has not yet reached level 30, Wen Zhenbin has not changed his profession, but he has been paving the way for his profession to become a disciplinary priest.

In addition to basic healing techniques and several auxiliary skills.

The priest skills learned by Wen Zhenbin are all relatively rare attack types, and the equipment all over the body is based on the output equipment concept of accumulating spell power.

His combat ability is no weaker than that of ordinary combat professions.

In addition, the teams he joined were all weak teams, and no one could beat them.

The killing spots on Wen Zhenbin are all left by those players who were cheated by him and sought revenge on him, but were killed by him in return.

After doing this kind of thing a lot, he became famous.

Now is the era of information and networking.

His reputation for gentleness and gentleness quickly became a problem. When downloading a dungeon, players all avoided him, and no one wanted to form a team with him.

I can't do my old job anymore.

The kill value is too high, so I can't return to the main city or complete quests.

Wen Zhibin also felt that it was too slow to earn money from killing monsters, so he simply came to the Blood Market to buy and sell supplies, earn some price difference, and wait until the kill value on his body was reduced before returning to the main city to complete the mission.

After learning about these situations.

Muchen raised his eyebrows, feeling that he was a talent that he might be able to utilize in the future.

So I added him as a friend.

Death Kuang and Wen Zhibin were not surprised. They thought Muchen wanted to buy the teleportation token in the future and add a friend to facilitate communication.

"Master, do you think there is anything else you want to buy?"

Death Kuang followed Mu Chen, nodded and bowed and asked.

"No more." Muchen turned to look at Death Kuang and said, "But I have some things I want to sell, please help me sell them."

"What is it?" Death Kuang asked.

Muchen took out all the equipment that had been used to kill Sabre-toothed Tiger, Tianya Ronin and others. These equipment were not what he liked, so he could sell them here.

It saves money on carrying it, and it still takes up space in your backpack.

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. You will sell these equipment on my behalf. The money from the sale will be given to me when you have the opportunity. You can take some of it as reward."

After saying that, not allowing Death Kuang to refuse, Muchen summoned his mount and headed towards the teleportation point.

Death Kuang glanced at Muchen's hurriedly leaving figure, then at the equipment on the ground, and said with emotion: "A great god is a great god. He trusts me so much. He is worthy of doing great things."

Wen Zhenbin came forward and said in a joking tone: "I finally know why the crazy boss wants to be a licking dog. This is so profitable. Do you think this dust is stupid and rich, buying and selling equipment?

If he dares to leave things to others, who will suffer if he doesn't?"

Equipment prices are not fixed.

There is one price in stall trading, one price in the trading house, and another price in the black market.

There is a large operating space here, and if operated properly, there can be a lot of oil and water to be fished out.

Therefore, equipment transactions are all first-hand transactions and rarely go through third-party transactions.

Furthermore, Muchen killed Sabre-Toothed Tiger, Tianya Ronin and others, and hurriedly picked up their equipment. He estimated that he didn't know how many pieces of equipment there were and what grade they were.

There is even more room for maneuver here.

Wen Zhenbin whispered: "Crazy boss, how about leaving this matter to me, I guarantee that you will make money and will not be discovered?"

Death Maniac waved his hand as if to ward off flies and said:

"Go away and leave this matter alone."

Wen Zhenbin said with a suspicious look on his face: "Huh? Boss, what's wrong with you? It's like you've changed. It's not like you."

"What was my style before?"

Deathly Kuang glanced sideways at Wen Zhenbin.

"Hehe, of course it's the word of righteousness first, and I never cheat my friends." Wen Zhenbin said with a smile.

"snort."

Death Man snorted, ignored him, and left.

I felt like I was bored, so I went to chat with other people.

Having been in society for many years, Mu Chen thought he had met a lot of people. Muchen looked young, but he was by no means innocent. One look at him revealed that he was a man with a gloomy mind.

How could you do such a silly and sweet thing?

Death Kuang could not and did not dare to fool Muchen on this matter.

He still wants to hug Muchen's thigh, and he must not displease the great god because of this.

Death Kuang made up his mind to handle this matter well and leave a good impression on the great god, so as not to let down the great god's trust in him.
Chapter completed!