Night falls, the noisy city of freedom is still prosperous, and tourists from all directions gather together, talking about the competition that had just ended not long ago in various restaurants and restaurants, spitting everywhere, and it was very lively.
Although the daytime competition has completely ended, this has not discouraged people's enthusiasm at all.
"Ao! It hurts so much! Can you be gentle? I am a serious wounded now!" A scream in a courtyard in Liberty City was extremely harsh and spread far away.
"You're just a little bit of skin, why are you screaming so loudly?" Looking at Zhang Yunfeng, who was lying on the hospital bed wrapped in gauze, Bruze said unhappily.
"Oh! Brush a little skin, look at it yourself, it's bleeding!" A 'tragic' moan, Zhang Yunfeng looked like he was less inhaled and more exhausted, and raised his palm wrapped in gauze.
There were still some blood spots on the snow-white gauze, and the scarlet plum blossoms were so conspicuous on the snow-white gauze. However, compared to the wideness of the palm, the area of the blood was pitifully few. It was obvious that the injuries he suffered were not as injured as him.
It looks so serious on the surface.
"Puff"
Ai Qier and his girls on the side couldn't help laughing as they heard the two of them playing tricks, but the laughter had not lasted for long, and suddenly it stopped abruptly. A few snorts of breathing in the air
.
During the daytime battle, they were basically at ease. Except for Connie who suffered a little internal injury, the other two women did not suffer any serious injuries. However, in the end, the energy storm generated by Zhang Yunfeng and Cheri's cannon bombing was almost taken away.
If Sorog had not taken action in time, they would have been killed and sat here again. But even so, they were still shocked. Although they had received sacrificial treatment during the day, their lungs were damaged.
It was not so easy to heal. After laughing, it accidentally affected the internal injury again. My eyebrows were frowned slightly, and there was a look of pain between my eyebrows.
"Look! Even Anna and the others have been injured like this. How could the injuries suffered by me, the main player, be even less than them? Do you want to compensate me for medical expenses, accidental injury expenses,...
Mental loss costs. I am not greedy for money, just give me one million or hundreds of thousands of gold coins. Oh! Why are you doing this? You don’t want to compensate me for my losses! The conscience of heaven and earth! I am
But if you are injured due to work, if you don't give it, be careful that I will directly abstain from the City of Freedom." When you mention money, Zhang Yunfeng immediately changed his appearance, his eyes were bright and bright, and he would be more refreshing if the other party didn't give money, or
If he was not satisfied with the gold coins given, he would immediately get angry. He would do what he said and really go to the organizer to abstain from the right.
Looking at Zhang Yunfeng who was crawling into the word "money", Bruze couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hands. His forehead was covered with sweat, covered with fine beads of sweat. Half of this was scared, and the other half was
He was angry. He had seen many people who were greedy for money, but he had never seen a top-notch like the eye. What is the point of getting hurt in a race competition? Being able to get a quota is the right way, but Zhang Yunfeng actually got half of it.
After the quota of the finals appeared, he was still yelling to abstain from the ruling. Such a lazy man is definitely the first time in tens of thousands of years of holding a race competition and the first time to create the world.
You should know that the quota for race competitions is hard to buy, and even if you give 10 million gold coins, someone will be willing to accept it. Especially for Zhang Yunfeng, who has already passed the semi-finals and will enter the cemetery of the Gods at any time. If it can be sold,
I'm afraid all forces will be willing to rush to buy it, and it is entirely possible to spend tens of millions of dollars.
After all, being able to participate in a race competition not only allows you to obtain supreme glory and increase your value, but also means you have the opportunity to enter the cemetery of the gods.
Where is the cemetery of the Gods?
That is a lot of treasures everywhere, a lot of magical artifacts, etc. You can pick up a little something and sell it at a sky-high price outside to achieve the dream of a rich man.
When he thought of this, Bruze really wanted to open Zhang Yunfeng's mind and see what structure was inside him, and how he could even think of such an idea.
I don't think that others are not even qualified to participate in the race competition, and this kid not only has this qualification, but also passed the semi-finals. If it were someone else, this was the opportunity that he knelt all over the sky and couldn't even ask for. Who would be idiot
If you take the initiative to abstain, even a second-hand man with a brain stuck in the door would never have such a thought.
"You want money! This is easy to say, so you can discuss it." A nagging in my heart, he greeted Zhang Yunfeng's ancestors one by one, but Bruze's old face was still filled with smiles, and he said flatteringly.
Now I am afraid of Zhang Yunfeng's two-character spirit. In order to fight for women, I worked with the dignified prince and the future heir of the empire. There is nothing in this world that this guy dares not do. If he gets hot on his forehead, he really wants to do it.
I went to the organizer to talk about the abstention, and it would be a big fun. At any time, the dean of the Royal Magic and Martial Arts Academy would be the first dean to be kicked out during his tenure.
If he had lost all his face.
The sword eyebrows were gently swayed a few times, and the dark pupils flashed away. Zhang Yunfeng did not expect that his obvious blackmail was being extorted. Old Man Bruze actually agreed. Without mental preparation, he couldn't help but be stunned. But soon
He realized that this was a good opportunity to knock on Bruze's robbery. He jumped off the hospital bed, and a backflip turned around in the air, his feet fell sharply to the ground. His movement was so flexible.
, it is hundreds of times more flexible than a person in good health, and how can he look like a critically injured patient!
It's okay, don't look at him wearing a bandage. He just now had less air intake and more air, like a poor baby who stepped into the threshold of the underworld with half his legs. In fact, most of the damage caused to him by the explosion during the day was the explosion.
The shock waves blocked the 'Qianhuan' mecha. After the rest entered the body, they were eliminated by Wushuang's true energy and powerful body. The impact that really bombarded his body was very small, almost
He could ignore it and didn't even have anything to do. He made this outfit just to deal with the gaze of outsiders.
Under Bruze's shocked eyes, Zhang Yunfeng wrapped in a bandage and gauze and made it to the chair opposite him. He raised his fingers and counted them one by one. He counted them all over and said one by one, so that everyone present could not know.
So the words come from: "Okay Dean Bruze, since you are so cheerful, I'm not polite. Look, I'm going to give me some medical expenses for this injury!
Only one million gold coins are enough. And I am now like this, it is impossible not to rest for ten days and half a month. You should pay the loss of work! A wise and powerful leader like you cares about it
It is natural to care about the injuries of subordinates, so this T.M...."
In less than half a quarter of an hour, there were no less than a hundred names that were spit out from Zhang Yunfeng's mouth, and none of them were repeated.
Even Milia, who has always been knowledgeable and widely learned about herself and Bruze, who has worked hard in the Magic Guild for most of her life, can't help but be ashamed of: When did we become so short-sighted, why did he speak
I haven't even heard half of the words said, and the remaining half is just a little bit understandable. However, I heard Zhang Yunfeng say so concisely and smoothly, as if I have practiced it countless times. Is there really so many names?
In an instant, there was no other voice in the room except Zhang Yunfeng's voice saying the compensation.
"Stop!"
Until Zhang Yunfeng talked about the 197th compensation item, Bruze finally couldn't help it and stopped him from talking with a sweat on his face.
"Is there anything?" Zhang Yunfeng was just talking and suddenly interrupted. He felt very dissatisfied. He even pulled his face down instantly, and said in an unkind tone.
"You have said so many names, can you tell me directly how many gold coins I want to give?" Bruze reached out and wiped the fine sweat beads that were overflowing from his forehead. Bruze was exclaimed by the other party's continuous names.
When he was old, he simply said something and asked the other party to have fun. He would rather get a little bleeding than continue listening to Zhang Yunfeng nagging.
After all, Zhang Yunfeng did a pretty job in this competition. Not only did he successfully play the preliminary round, he also made it through the semi-finals, sweeping away the previous decline of the Royal Magic and Martial Arts Academy. Just for this point, he rewarded Zhang Yunfeng with something.
It should be. He was even secretly happy. He had achieved such outstanding results like Zhang Yunfeng. In theory, he should have been rewarded well. As for what he rewarded, it depends on his contribution and performance.
Undoubtedly, Zhang Yunfeng's performance today is definitely the greatest honorary contribution of the Royal Magic and Martial Arts Academy in recent years. At least he should be rewarded with the title of vice president. In the future, he will be the head of the first academy of one of the three empires.
Not impossible.
Even if you give such a glory, you can't buy it. No matter how much money you give, you don't have any thoughts. Zhang Yunfeng wouldn't want such a huge glory, but instead stare at the little gold coins. This made Bruze feel so worry-free, Zhang Yunfeng's
The origin is unclear. If he becomes the dean of the Royal Magic and Martial Arts Academy and is doing something to communicate with the enemy country, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"It's good to like gold coins! I like people who like gold coins!" To be fair, Bruze certainly didn't want such a situation to happen. Fortunately, Zhang Yunfeng doesn't seem to value power, so he can be peaceful.
"That's good. Since you, Dean, have put aside your words, I'm disrespectful." Seeing that Bruze agreed to his request so readily, Zhang Yunfeng couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately realized that this was a delivery to his door.
An opportunity to quarrel.
Since it's a quarrel, it's natural that Bruze will have to bleed heavily, otherwise I'm really sorry for the dignified dean of the Royal Magic and Martial Arts Academy.
"You and I are both old acquaintances. I won't forget about that fraction of the money. Just give me 88 million gold coins at will."