Except for Su Mu and the people from the three major tribes, no one knows what the source liquid is.
Seeing what Su Mu threw out, including Floyd, they were all stunned.
But the expressions on the faces of Feng Qingxuan and others were enough to explain everything.
Obviously, the three tubes of liquid that Su Mu threw out were something they had never seen before, couldn't understand, but were extremely rare.
Feng Zinan was stunned by Su Mu's attack.
His face was slapped so hard.
He was the one calling for raise.
He was also the one looking for Su Mu.
Su Mu accepted the move.
But he couldn't come up with enough chips at all.
If this matter spreads, he, Feng Zinan, will immediately become a laughing stock.
"Are you going to pick it up? Say something?"
Su Mu looked carefree, his eyes wandering around Feng Qingxuan, Feng Wuchen, and Feng Zinan.
Feng Siming, who was beside Feng Wuchen, felt like fainting again at this time.
Back in Mulan Field, he was knocked unconscious by the source liquid thrown by Su Mu.
Feng Qingxuan cursed hard in his heart, then he slowly stood up, looked at Su Mu and asked deeply:
"Su Mu, have you thought about it, are you sure you want to use this thing as a bet?"
Everyone immediately looked at him at the same time.
What is this thing?
Can’t even take out the Son of God?
Su Mu said with a smile:
"The most worthless thing I have is this thing. What's the matter? The three great sons of gods don't even have this crap thing? You are too poor, right?"
Feng Zinan's heart was roaring crazily, and his face was almost distorted.
Feng Wuchen shrank his neck, showing no expression.
Feng Qingxuan took a deep breath and said slowly:
"I was a little anxious on this trip. I only brought a little of this. I wonder if I can discount it?"
After saying that, there was a thin gold coin on his two fingers.
One gold coin produced by Xuanhuang Bank is worth US$100 million.
Feng Qingxuan looked at Su Mu with a smile, his eyes full of interest:
"According to the exchange standard, one hundred thousand gold coins can be exchanged for one. I have one million gold coins in hand, but I don't know if you can take out ten of them?"
Su Mu smiled softly and said slowly:
"Do you really think I don't know anything? One hundred thousand pieces each? How many do you have? I will accept them all according to the order."
What the blue liquid in the glass tube is, Freud and others don't know.
However, they knew what the gold coins with the Xuanhuang ticket number represented.
Gold coins and silver coins with Xuanhuang banknotes were originally hard currency that only circulated among certain classes with sufficient status.
One gold coin can be exchanged for 100 million US dollars.
One silver coin can be exchanged for ten million US dollars.
This exchange rate is extremely strong.
One hundred thin gold coins, a pile of only ten centimeters in your hand, can be exchanged for tens of billions of dollars.
Everyone present, except Jiang Wangshu and Hu Jianjun, understood what the gold coin in Feng Qingxuan's hand represented.
But now, he can easily take out millions.
This is hundreds of billions of dollars.
And Su Mu's words shocked everyone.
Ten trillion U.S. dollars can't even buy that blue liquid?
You know, the financial bet in this secret war between China and Japan Fuso is only 5 trillion US dollars.
Feng Qingxuan looked at Su Mu:
"Then how many gold coins do you think is appropriate?"
Su Mu thought for a moment and stretched out two fingers:
"I'll take a small loss, maybe two hundred thousand."
Feng Qingxuan immediately said:
"Okay, two hundred thousand, two hundred thousand."
A flash of horror could not help but flash in everyone's eyes.
Immediately, they looked at the glass tube on the table like hungry wolves looking at the little fat sheep.
No matter what this thing is, it's very valuable.
Jiang Wangshu couldn't help but frown:
"Don't take it off."
Su Mu smiled mysteriously, and then said slowly:
"Two hundred thousand a piece, I don't have much, just...a little."
As he spoke, like a magic trick, more blue fluids appeared in his hands.
Neatly arranged in a row.
A full ten branches.
Everyone present, except Lao Hu and Lao Jiang, took a deep breath.
One is worth 200,000, and ten is worth 2 million.
Good guy.
Converted into U.S. dollars, that's 200 billion.
The entire off-market bet, all the bets, this is definitely the biggest one.
You know, the Skull and Bones Society is actually the biggest bookmaker in off-market betting this time.
It’s simply heartbreaking!
Having a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, Su Mu remained calm, smiled softly, and said proudly:
"What? You can't even show this, can you? If that's the case, I'll be so disappointed. Brother Siming, why are you hanging out with them? Why don't you hang out with me? Don't dare to say anything else.
The source liquid pipe is full.”
Feng Siming...!
For a moment, his feet took a step forward uncontrollably.
During this period of time, Feng Wuchen, because of the incident at Mulan Field, had become a laughing stock, plummeting among the eight great sons of gods, and he was also greatly implicated.
If it weren't for the fact that he was from the Suzaku clan and was Feng Wuchen's brother, he really wanted to kick Feng Wuchen away and go it alone.
That's the source liquid.
It is also the source liquid with the highest grade.
Even within the Blood Descendants Association, that thing is the most precious and scarce resource. The amount allocated to them in a year is only a mere twenty grams.
Those are the benefits only available to direct descendants of the four major clans.
The Eight Great Sons of God only have a quota of one hundred grams a year.
When they practice, they use level three source fluids.
The second-level source liquid needs to be applied before it can be prepared, while the first-level source liquid requires the signature of the owner of the house before it can be applied.
As for the top quality Su Mu has?
Haha, that thing is just like the New Year's money given to me when I was a kid. It only comes once a year.
Two cents, do you want love?
Feng Qingxuan, Feng Wuchen, and Feng Zinan exchanged glances with each other, and something flashed in their eyes.
Floyd looked at Su Mu and said with a smile:
"Dear Su, I don't know if you have more of these things on your hands."
Su Mu chuckled:
"Old white ghost, do you want to steal food from your master?"
Freud's face suddenly changed and he said quickly:
"Nonono, dear Sue, you don't need to sow discord. I appear today as a fair arbiter."
Su Mu's eyes moved and he said with a smile:
"Old white ghost, why don't we play a more fun game."
On the light screen, Freud leaned forward, his nose becoming even bigger:
"Dear Su, I don't know, what do you want to play?"
Jiang Wangshu also looked at Su Mu curiously.
Su Mu suddenly smiled mysteriously:
"If China wins this time, then I want the three sons of gods to keep everything, even their underwear, and all of your off-the-book bets. Remember, it's all the off-the-book bets."
, remember, don’t try to cheat, I know how much it is, I will sign a blood oath contract with the three sons of gods, if you dare to give me a penny less, haha...! Anyway, I won’t be the unlucky one."
These words directly shocked the other party, and even Fujiwara couldn't help but look at Su Mu in horror.
The pope wearing the triple crown couldn't help but laugh sarcastically:
"Poor child, don't you even let go of your underpants?"
Su Mu rolled his eyes:
"I'm going to raise three dogs and use them as crotch cloths, can't I?"
The cold sweat on the Pope's forehead was clearly visible.
The three great sons of God...!
Or Freud said directly:
"Mistosu, what kind of bet can you make?"
Su Mu chuckled and said softly:
"The thing I want to take out is what you can't understand. It is made using space folding technology, controlled by mental power, and can store anything...!"
Feng Qingxuan didn't wait for Su Mu to finish what he said, suddenly stood up and shouted in a decisive tone:
"I bet!"
Su Mu smiled.
This is his real purpose.
If I don't turn you into white-skinned pigs, how can I live up to your plans?
The only one shivering at the scene was Feng Siming.
Blood oath?
Another blood oath.
In the last Blood Oath, how many eunuchs were produced in batches?