There are many people coming to Samsung Island to attend the auction event, but more people join in the fun. In order to open your eyes, to have a chance to have a new turning point in your life, or even be fucked by someone.
The rich man or the rich woman is attracted to.
In short, there are all kinds of purposes, so naturally many masters will become peripheral guards.
The rich people still cherish their confidants very much. They are people who are completely trusted. If you can, try not to sacrifice. Sacrifice or cannon fodder, so you will naturally leave it to others.
Han Ming had already passed by several places to recruit external guards, but it didn't seem to be too grand enough, which made Han Ming's heart moved.
The castle of the owner of Samsung Island has about the area of a large city and is not open yet. After seven days, the entire Samsung Island will be completely closed and will not open again until the auction feast is over. [
After walking for a while, it was getting late, and Han Ming could only take a small teleportation array to return to the small house on the edge of Samsung Island, where he rented it.
After one night, I continued to rush to the central area to find the right goal.
After walking for a while, Han Ming suddenly saw an acquaintance at the turn of the street.
He said he was an acquaintance, but he was actually the so-called death-taking grandma and that little girl.
This guy actually came to Samsung Island too?
My mind moved and I accelerated my pace to keep up.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!!"
After running in front, forty or fifty strong men holding weapons rushed over to push the pedestrians to both sides, followed by a more gorgeous carriage passing by.
The curtains on the side of the carriage were lifted open, revealing a delicate face like a small porcelain doll.
The little girl shed a silver bell-like laughter and ran all the way to the distance with the carriage.
Such a scene is not uncommon, and Han Ming is no longer surprised.
Continue to move forward quickly and find that the deadly grandma is talking to a person who looks like a guard. After a few words, the guard takes the deadly grandma away.
Only then did Han Ming calm down. As long as this guy was not following him.
Speaking of the identity of the temple envoy, it is very sensitive here. After all, more than half of the serious offenders in the Netherworld Star Sea are only here to be chased by the Netherworld Star Sea.
A master has come to the temple, maybe it's okay, but you should know that Han Ming, a person in the late stage of the Middle God's Small Realm, is a divine envoy, so it is probably a siege immediately.
While talking, someone had an argument next to him, and more than a dozen people were killed on the spot. However, no one watched.
Even the guards of Samsung Island were too lazy to care about it.
This is the Netherworld Star Sea. Although Samsung Island is very defensive, its purpose is just to prevent people from destroying the normal order of the auction event. In other aspects, whatever you like, it is related to people.[
Here, there is almost no concept of murder.
In the blink of an eye, another three days passed, and there were still four days before Samsung Island was closed. After Samsung Island was closed, another seven days will be the day for the auction event.
During this period, Han Ming must seize the time to find the right opportunity.
Finally, at noon that day, I saw a particularly gorgeous place, which was a huge castle with long dragons on the outside of the castle.
At first glance, almost everyone is a master. The second is also a middle god and a middle realm. It can be said that there are many masters.
At the front of the long line was a huge table. An old man sat behind the table, holding a pen and writing and painting, and a tall flagpole erected beside him, which read: "Ruo"
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That is to recruit external guards.
"Buy it with a good style!" Han Ming nodded, thinking that this is his goal.
Then, they lined up behind the long dragon.
Some people kept entering the castle, and some people kept shaking their heads. It was obviously not qualified and had not been requisitioned.
There was a person who continued to fill the long dragon behind him and participated in the queue of recruiting peripheral guards.
After hearing someone chatting behind me, I realized that this was a family called Tadamir, with a huge power in the Nether Star Sea. Originally, such a huge family was fully capable of protecting themselves. There was no need to recruit any outer guards.
But the bad thing is that Samsung Island has a clear rule that there is a strict requirement for all those who come to participate in the auction event, limiting their guards to a certain number of people, and even being strict enough to be averaged according to the strength of the guards.
In other words, whether you are a big family or a medium-sized family, you must assign your confidants according to the standards of Samsung Island. If you exceed them, you will not be allowed to enter. The purpose is to prevent someone from taking advantage of the situation and relying on his or her power to pose a threat to others.
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It is a taboo for auction organizers who originally planned to buy things because they are afraid of your strength. This is the most unwilling thing to see.
So the current scene appeared, and each family began to indicate the outer guards because the number of outer guards is unlimited.
Tadamir...
Han Ming nodded slightly.
The speed of queuing for elimination and expropriation was far beyond Han Ming's expectations, and it was his turn in almost half an hour.
"Clan, life, gender, strength level."
The old man quickly wrote on his hand, and Han Ming reported it one by one.
"Han Er, go in. Someone inside evaluates you."[
"Thank you." Han Ming nodded and stepped in.
Immediately someone stepped forward and led Han Ming into a long aisle. There were small doors on both sides of the aisle. When passing by, you could vaguely hear screams and fighting.
After taking Han Ming into one of the small doors, a strong man in the room was waiting with his shoulders in his arms.
"If you hold on to my hands for a minute, you will be qualified." The strong man greeted him lightly and immediately attacked Han Ming.
This guy just beat him as soon as he said he could not tell anything at all. Fortunately, Han Ming reacted quickly and immediately responded.
As soon as he fought, Han Ming discovered that this bastard was not a god clan at all! He was a demon clan! He didn't know where he got the human skin on his body.
The strength is also in the late stage of the Middle God Realm.
No wonder so many experts came to respond, but almost no one could pass by.
To fight against the demons at the same level is simply seeking death! It is not easy to resist for one minute.
Such a person should be a confidant of the Tadamir family.
With his own body skills, Han Ming finally barely held onto the hands of this demon clan's confidant for a minute, but he was so tired that he was sweating profusely and panting. Several deep wounds were added to his body.
The strong man looked at Han Ming in surprise for a while and nodded: "Yes, you are the only gods who have passed the test. Go to the door to report, get your resume, come to me again, and I will arrange a job for you."
Han gave Han Ming a small waist card.
"Thank you." Han Ming gasped for a while, then his whole body was sore and left.
It would be too difficult to hold onto a guy like this for a minute. Because this has two fatal limitations for Han Ming.
First, it is impossible for him to instantly improve his strength in front of this demon clan. He doesn't want to expose this method yet.
Second, he could see the lifeline of this demon clan, but he could not attack, otherwise his ability would also be exposed and even a possible killing disaster.
It is actually very easy for Han Ming to kill this demon clan now. The key is that sometimes it is easy to kill someone, but you can't kill him, and you have to get entangled with him, so it's not that simple.
He took the waist card to the old man at the door to collect his resume, and returned to the castle again under the envious gaze.
When I found the strong man, I happened to see a boy who was beaten to pieces and was shoveled into a wooden barrel on the side with a shovel.
Just now, Han Ming noticed that there were several wooden barrels placed by the wall. It turned out that they were used for this. If you don’t last for a minute, you will leave when you are alive, and you will die if you die.
"Waiting for me outside the door. When will I come out and when will I take you away."
The strong man explained and began to test the new candidates again.
At night, someone came to report: "There are enough people."
The strong man nodded just now, walked out the door and smiled lightly, "You are the only gods of the seven passers-by here, and the others passed a few days ago. So now you have entered the queue. You will be mine in the future.
Follow me.”
As he said that, he took Han Ming out of the castle and headed towards a remote corner.
There are more than twenty buildings there, each building also has a number in front of it, one, two, three, four, five, and this type.
The place where the strong man brought Han Ming to was a room numbered ten. The space was also very large, and it looked like there were no less than a hundred guest rooms.
At this time, there were already six strange-shaped guys sitting on the spacious sofa waiting in the hall.
That is the other six demons.
"God clan?"
A guy who looked like a monkey jumped over and circled around Han Ming. The other five were also a little surprised.
"We have twenty-five formations, each formation has seven people, which means a total of 175 outer guards. You are the only gods who have passed the test. So don't be too surprised by their reaction." The strong man's expression on his face
An explanation.
“Go and sit down.”
Han Ming nodded, but found that the sofa had been occupied by the demons. There was even a bastard holding the empty sofa directly in his arms, obviously refusing to sit with Han Ming, the gods.
Han Ming leaned his shoulders and simply stood there, and the strong man ignored it.
"From today to the end of the auction, I am your immediate boss, you can call me No. 10.
The subordinates from No. 1 to No. 9 are responsible for the safety of the patriarch and his wife, the management and exploration, investigation, and other series of death-sending operations.
From the 10th to the 15th, there were thirty-five people in charge of the peripheral work of our patriarch's daughter and Miss Ruilisi.
From now on, the Tadamir family will pay you one million sun tears every day until they are settled together after the end. Do you understand?"