Chapter 483: Do you dare to rob me?

After asking someone to ask, Yang Jian went straight to a place on the second floor.

“Purchase all kinds of goods!”

In a corner of the second floor space, several large fonts flashed, as if reminding everyone that they would buy all kinds of things in their hands.

"You guys collect everything here?"

Yang Jian said this.

Cheng Pu was an old man with gray hair. He opened his eyes from his rest and glanced casually. A young man, who only had the strength of the second-level main god, did not take his heart. He said in a sinister way, "Hehe, the young man is very upbeat, but there is no thing in this world that Qibaolou dare not collect. Even if the God King's things are, Qibaolou will be able to collect."

"It turns out that this chamber of commerce is called Qibaolou. No wonder there are seven floors in total. However, this person's tone is not ordinary, and he dares to buy things from the God King." Yang Jian thought to himself, not thinking that the other party was bragging.

Cheng Pu closed his eyes again, not believing that this kid could produce anything good. He usually sees many such people.

Hula, Hula.

Suddenly, Cheng Pu heard a sound in his ears and raised his eyelids. When he saw a pile of things on the table, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, a light curtain was created to isolate all breaths. His expression was quite surprised, "Good boy, the old man has missed his eyes."

"Third-grade magic weapon, break the sword!"

"Second-grade magic weapon, colorful magic sword!"

.....

The names of things were spoken out from the old man one by one.

"This kid is so big. I really don't know how many people he slaughtered. No, it shouldn't be him. Maybe it's the one behind him. He is just a pawn with the second-grade main god's strength. Now he can slaughter a master who has a magic weapon." Cheng Pu understood what was going on in a blink of an eye.

"You have to sell all these things?"

Yang Jian laughed and said, "I have wanted to clean up these garbage things for a long time. Don't you take them away?"

These words made Cheng Pu even more believe that there was a strong support behind this kid.

"Haha, there is nothing that Qibao Tower dares to collect, just a few dozen divine weapons... There are 53 divine weapons and twelve divine robes here. The old man will not let you suffer a loss. You will count your total of 60 million qi stones. Unfortunately, the level of the divine weapons is too low, otherwise... Hehe..."

"Damn, this old man has something to say." Yang Jian thought, but said, "The advanced divine weapon is not easy to do, and I am helpless. Could it be that Qibao Tower needs advanced divine weapons?"

"What a cunning boy, I want to mess with me." Cheng Pu laughed, "Old man is kidding, don't take it to your heart. You plan to transfer money with your essence card, or just collect the essence stones directly!"

"Well, I just came out of the mountain. What is this essence card?"

Cheng Pu's eyes lit up and he explained, "The Essence Card is a kind of goods trading tool. This little brother needs to apply for it. Our Qibaolou can handle it for free."

"Then I'm sorry, sir." Yang Jian thought for a while.

"Little brother, wait a moment, the old man will come." A large number of magic weapons were taken away on the table, leaving Yang Jian alone outside.

So many magic weapons sold 60 million Yuan Qi stones. I didn’t suffer any loss at all. Anyway, they were all in vain. The low-level magic weapons were not expensive, and they were only about one million Yuan. Yang Jian grinned and thought to himself, "The murder and robbery are indeed money. I made 60 million Yuan at one time. Adding his 30 million Yuan, I have almost 100 million Yuan. Let’s take a look later to see if there is anything I like."

"Little brother, this is your essence card. As long as you leave a divine thought on it, outsiders cannot use this card unless it is broken by someone, or they will die." Cheng Pu came out again and handed Yang Jian a dark red card.

Yang Jian rushed in with his spiritual sense, and a red light flashed, and a phantom appeared on the card, and a string of numbers were displayed on it, which happened to be 60 million essence stones.

"Little brother, this is a VIP card for Qibaolou. Any consumption in Qibaolou will be able to provide 20% off. If you have anything in the future, come to me and the price will be guaranteed to satisfy you." Cheng Puyin smiled and tested.

"Damn, this old man is so unfair. I really think I am a murderer." Yang Jian secretly despised him. He accepted the VIP card that can be 20% off. He is welcome. This is a good thing, "It must be."

Cheng Puke didn't know that something he could do at will eventually bring great benefits to him.

………

Yang Jian played with the 20% off card in his hand, and once again glad that his unintentional action just now gave him the right to go to the third floor.

The Qibao Building has seven floors, the lower two floors are for ordinary people, the upper five floors require membership, and the VIP card in Yang Jian can reach the sixth floor.

The things behind the third floor of Qibao Building are almost priceless. The magic weapons sold are all above the fifth grade, and there are only a handful of eight or ninth grade anti-Heavenly Divine Soldiers, with an outrageous price, and there are a wide range of other things. People are dazzled and have no idea to start.

In the East Continent, the more advanced the divine weapon is, the greater the power. The ninth-grade divine weapon is priceless. Holding the eighth-nine-grade divine weapon, the more terrifying the attack power.

With the same level of strength, the magic weapon is one level higher than the first level. Unless the strength gap is not large, they will either be killed or seriously injured.

Yang Jian went all three, four, five, and sixth floors. He could always take a look if he couldn't afford it. At least he had a price for the things, but in fact he would go out in the future to prepare to sweep away those valuable things.

If outsiders know about it, they would not know what kind of expression it would be.

...

At the door, the Huangquan has not come out yet.

"That guy Huangquan won't run away early, right?"

Yang Jian was suspicious, there was no reason not to come out at this time, and there was no way for others to come out, so he had no choice but to wait.

"Your mother's, this thing costs one million essence stones. You might as well say that this is a peerless treasure!"

Suddenly, a roar sounded on the street outside the gate.

Yang Jian turned around and saw that there were a lot of people around the streets, probably trying to see what the one million essence stones were.

Huangquan didn't come out and the distance was so close, Yang Jian subconsciously walked over.

Crushing in from outside, it turned out that a haggard middle-aged man was selling things. At this time, a big guy was pointing at something on the ground and cursing.

"No one can buy you a million essence stones. I will buy it for you for 100,000 essence stones." The big guy was obviously also a smart person, and he cut off nine hundred thousand essence stones in one breath.

The middle-aged man had a beard and his robe was also torn. He was unmoved by the big guy's proposal and said coldly, "This thing is one million essence stones, no less than it."

The big guy snorted coldly, "Hmph, I want to see who will buy it."

"Good things, someone will buy them sooner or later." said the middle-aged man.

"Can I see this thing?"

The big guy saw a young man walking out without a single robe on his body. He advised "kindly" and said, "Little brother, this thing is not worth a million spirit stones, don't be fooled."

Yang Jian smiled, "I'll take a look."

The big guy made a fuss about himself and stopped talking.

A ferrous metal object sold by a middle-aged man is about one foot long and about the size of a palm. It looks very ordinary small object. The price of one million essence stones is indeed a big mouthful of lions.

He picked up the metal object on the ground and suddenly a force of gravity pressed down, almost breaking his palm. The middle-aged man said, "Little brother, it's amazing, most people can't take this thing."

Yang Jian has some understanding. He is a little taller, weighing almost hundreds of thousands of pounds. If someone changes, he must be crushed to death. Just for this weight, he is not an ordinary person. If he throws this thing out in the battle, he will not kill someone?

"Are you a million spirit stones?"

Yang Jian didn't have time to take a closer look, and he was sure that this was a good thing, or even a magic weapon.

The middle-aged man nodded, "A million essence stones are worth a lot."

"I want it."

One million essence stones popped up from Yang Jian’s eight tribes. The middle-aged man was very surprised. He found this thing from a battlefield. If he had not had to buy something seriously injured, he would not have insisted on one million essence stones.

Everyone around was shocked. The young man was so rich that he threw a million spirit stones out without blinking.

The middle-aged man put away one million spirit stones and his attitude improved a lot, "Little brother, this thing was found in a battlefield. Maybe there is some mystery in it, you can study it slowly!"

Yang Jian nodded, "I understand."

The middle-aged man was about to leave when several young people came in outside, one of them stared at the brick-like metal object in Yang Jian's hand.

"Boss, I want this thing."

The middle-aged man seemed to know the young man who spoke and said carefully, "Mr. Zhang, this thing has been bought by the young man, and it is not something I can decide."

Yang Jian saw a middle-aged man handing him a promise, and it seemed that Mr. Zhang had a very big origin. Who is Yang Jian? He would not give away the things he had when he got.

Zhang Biao didn't know what kind of martial arts he had practiced, and his whole body was particularly cold. His vicious eyes were like a poisonous snake. He was stared at and felt chill all over. "Boy, I have taken a fancy to your stuff."

"Young Master Zhang's favorite thing must be a good thing. You kid are not giving it to yourselves." Another young man opened the white fan and said with a high profile look down.

The people around him were sweating for the young man. Unexpectedly, they met Mr. Zhang just after buying something. Who in the city knew that there was a person behind the Zhang family who was the chief executive of the outer gate in the Holy Church. It is said that this year the Holy Church will recruit disciples and an additional group of ordinary disciples will be recruited. This Young Master Zhang is one of them.

With this fan, no one in the city dares to provoke Young Master Zhang. Even though the disciples of the Holy Clan are not core disciples, the four words "an ordinary disciple" are not something that ordinary people can offend.

"You want my stuff?"

Yang Jian laughed, and he was actually robbed.

"No one dares to refuse something that I like." Zhang Biao said coldly, "You have to know what the consequences will be if you offend me, Zhang Biao."

Yang Jian took a step and said in a cold way, "No, good, I have always been robbing others, and no one dares to rob me. You are so brave, are you looking for death?"
Chapter completed!