After the exclusive skill brushing test was completed, Lu Ming dusted off his hands and smiled calmly: "Okay, the personal matter has been settled, now let's start the routine."
After saying that, he raised his head and stared at Badamu, the representative of the Eight-Armed Clan: "This mine belongs to me, Lu; these Huangjiao tribes belong to me, Lu; and the modification of working hours was given by me, Lu.
It seems that you are not very satisfied with my decision, right?"
Staring at those red eyes, Badanmu broke into a cold sweat.
On the other hand, Basha, who was in fear, relaxed his tense heartstrings.
The former was shocked by Lu Ming's previous unsystematic operation, which made him, who was used to sitting in a high position and being protected by his family, feel an unprecedented impact on his outlook on life, so he was afraid, so afraid that he did not dare to be arrogant and domineering.
The latter heard Lu Ming's words "I belong to Lu", which made him let go of his fear and embrace joy as if he were hearing fairy music.
After all, this operation seems to be aimed at the vampire killer, but it is actually protecting him!
He is actually afraid of such an adult. He is worse than a pig or a dog! He wants to repent! Repent piously to the adult!
Holding the dagger tightly, Basha's eyes were full of determination! He wants to be the adult's dog!
On the other hand, Badamu was already sweating profusely at this moment. If it were him, he might have given in.
But thinking about the glory and glorious history of the family behind it, I still suppressed my fear and opposed it.
It's just that the tone sounded like pleading.
"This strong man, the modification hours you mentioned, it... it has never happened before."
After saying that, Badamu regretted it.
The truth is for normal people to listen to.
The strange and powerful man in front of him was obviously not a normal person.
His discussion must have sounded like a provocation to the other party.
Once it breaks out, wouldn't he die unjustly?
"Yeah?"
Unexpectedly, Lu Ming did not kill him directly, but said with a smile: "Now we have it."
"ah?"
"What? Still have questions?"
Badanmu was stunned for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a strong chill in Lu Ming's eyes. The fear in his heart instantly covered all his arrogance, and he quickly responded: "No, no, we will follow the new working hours."
Lu Ming hummed and smiled again: "That's it, let's start work. Oh, by the way, you seemed to have threatened my people just now. Did you ask for compensation?"
Badamu was stunned, "I..."
I thought about it for a long time, but I really couldn't come up with any excuse later. I could only laugh and say: "It's a misunderstanding. I misunderstood."
Lu Ming chuckled: "It's okay to misunderstand, just explain it clearly. After all, I'm not a bad person, and I'm recognized as reasonable. But my people seem to be quite frightened, and their personal safety is almost threatened. As a big family on the battlefield, you
, you can’t just brush off a misunderstanding, it’s not in line with the magnanimity of a wealthy family, and it’s not in line with your identity, right?”
Badamu's expression was frozen, and even though he felt unwilling to do so, he could only smile and say, "That's what you said."
"Hey~~~!"
Lu Ming's eyebrows were curved: "As expected of a wealthy family, the education is good, so Lu, I don't have many demands, just follow your preferences, and we will directly compensate you; for one, we will void the entire mining contract, and you will
The Eight-Armed Clan no longer has the right to share the dividends from this mine, and all the income from the mine belongs to me."
"this……"
Badamu was very angry.
I really want to refute and scold you on the spot!
However, the reality of fear suppressed his inner nature, causing him to show a bitter expression in an angry mood. The words he wanted to say were choked in his throat, and eventually turned into silence.
Lu Ming nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that you have no objection, so secondly, give me all the things you have in the Eight-Armed Clan's storage space here, and it will be regarded as the mental compensation for my comfort to my subordinates."
"What!?"
Finally, the almond exploded.
Storage space?
There are tens of thousands of specialized crystal blocks in his storage space.
It was all my own hard work that I got from my elders to keep the breakthrough level. (At this time, the badam wood is the ultimate abyss, and it takes 15 million crystal blocks to break through to the primary abyss.)
Coupled with some rare special props, he is worth a fortune!
If the other party wants him to give all of such huge wealth, that would be even more uncomfortable than killing him!
Lu Ming dug his ears and said coldly: "What are you shouting?"
Badamu said bravely: "I can accept other conditions, but I cannot abide by this condition."
Lu Ming raised his lips: "Are you sure?"
Badamu swallowed his saliva fiercely and mustered up the courage to say: "I admit that you are strong, but strength does not mean everything, and having strength does not mean that you can do whatever you want! Because in the dimensional battlefield, there are things more important than strength!"
Snapped!
Before he finished speaking, Badamu felt his eyes fluttering across his face, his cheeks swelled up, and a hot and stinging feeling caught up in his nerves!
"you!"
Snapped!
Another slap from the backhand flattened Badanmu's cheeks, turning from purple to black.
He covered his face, looked at Lu Ming with clear eyes, and stared blankly at Lu Ming, feeling bitterly as he realized this experience that he had never had since his birth.
"You want to say you don't want to compensate, right?"
Lu Ming asked indifferently.
The phrase "Just because you have strength doesn't mean you can do whatever you want" almost triggered a combo of lines in his DNA.
It's a pity that he doesn't have time to play tricks with the other party. What he wants is the result, compensation, and money.
"You don't seem to understand the situation. I can actually get it myself, do you understand?" ωωw..net
That's right, if the opponent has no use value, he doesn't even want to say a word more, and just destroys the opponent faster than anything else. In other words, he cherishes talents, and always has.
"Should we give this compensation or not?"
Almond's cheeks were swollen and his eyes were red, filled with tears and hatred.
The six idle hands clenched fists tightly, then suddenly opened his mouth and said loudly: "Give! Just! Give!"
His voice was like thunder, venting his dissatisfaction wantonly.
Moving like a rabbit, everything in the storage space was turned out in a blink of an eye.
The extremely smooth little combo, and the final roar that erupted like a child whose parents took away the phone, shocked Lu Ming to the spot.