God Level Demon

Chapter 264: Fund the poor

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"I know the financial situation of my eldest brother, and he is indeed very poor."

At this time, Feng Hetang yelled: "I just went to Black Moon City for a prostitute before, and it cost several hundred million. Now there is an economic crisis, so I also hope that you rich people will help the poor."

"Anyway, two billion is not a big deal to you, just a drop in the bucket, do you know?"

I took it, and I really went to prostitute!

A group of candidates have green faces, and they have spent hundreds of millions to do that kind of shameless thing. Fortunately, this bastard is still crying poor here, and I have never seen such a shameless prodigal.

Moreover, being blackmailed face to face by such a prodigal, they did not dare to resist. They also felt that they were very embarrassed, but under the eaves, they had to bow their heads.

Xia Ping stretched out three fingers: "Okay, that's it. I only give you three minutes to think about it. If you don't agree after three minutes, I won't let you drink water even if you give money."

"Now it's time."

He didn't give these candidates much time to think about, and immediately took out the mobile phone from his body, turned on the virtual projection, and revealed a three-minute countdown in the air.

Tick to tick, the countdown in the mid-air, the lapse of one second, every time the bell sounds as if it hits the heart, which makes many candidates instantly tense.

They didn't expect Xia Ping to use this trick.

In fact, this is also what Xia Ping thought of from some sales methods in his previous life. Often an excellent product, if it is sold for a limited time, will always attract countless customers to buy frantically, which does not give the other party time to think carefully.

After buying the product, even if the customer wants to regret it, it is too late.

Xia Ping didn't worry that these candidates would refuse, because within a hundred miles, there was only water here. If they missed this time, they couldn't find any water source.

It can be said that if they don't want to die, they can only sign a contract and spend 200 million to buy it.

"Okay, one minute left."

Xia Ping looked at the countdown, expressionless: "If you haven't agreed after this minute, just get out."

"I, I bought it, isn't it 200 million? I bought it!"

"Me too, 200 million is 200 million."

"Give me some water. I need it now. Let's sign the contract."

Hearing these words, coupled with the disappearance of the countdown by one minute and one second, a group of candidates suddenly became nervous. They had no time to think about it, and instinctively chose to agree.

If there is no three-minute time limit, perhaps they are still considering this, but as soon as Xia Ping said that it will be over after three minutes, they will never accept the transaction again, and they immediately can't think about it.

Because although the 200 million federal currency is a lot, it is nothing compared to their own fate. Once they enter Yanhuang University, they don't know how much they can earn.

Life is gone, there is still a fart to have money.

"Okay, okay, one by one, don't be so anxious, sign the contract slowly."

Xia Ping smiled and looked at a group of candidates who were queuing in front. They took out their student chips one by one and signed a contract worth 200 million with Xia Ping.

With this contract, even if he left the Kuangsha Ruins, Xia Ping did not worry about whether these examinees would behave or not.

"This profiteer!"

Jiang Yaru looked at Xia Ping speechlessly. She counted carefully. There were at least 120 examinees present, and if each of them was 200 million, it would have earned 24 billion federal coins.

This number, even for a large family, is an astronomical figure to look up to.

She didn't expect to kill her. With just a little water, she could make more than 20 billion. Where is water? Even gold is not that expensive.

"It's too exaggerated." Nangong Wu and Chu Rong also twitched their mouths. They know how difficult it is to make money. Every income is hidden in people's hard work. Even the family members need to deal with many relationships. Faced with various interests, there are also blows from the enemy.

But now, this bastard casually frightened, and a group of people sent more than 20 billion yuan to the door. Where can there be such good money in the world.

Nangong Wu believes that his family may not make more than 20 billion yuan even in ten years.

"You pay directly one by one, so no one borrows money from me? Interest can be discounted, and I can give you a 10% discount, but this discount will be gone if it is late." Xia Ping shouted.

Preferential fart!

A group of candidates looked at Xia Ping contemptuously. The 10% discount was a fart discount. Even a fraction was not enough. They were idiots who agreed to borrow money from this shameless bastard.

They can participate in Yanhuang University candidates and be promoted to the realm of warriors. Ninety-nine percent of them are children of a family of large families. They have abundant resources and the full support of the family can reach this state.

It can be said that they are not bad money one by one.

If they can pass the Yanhuang University candidates, even if they have no money, their respective families will pay, so they will not borrow money from this shameless profiteer if they are killed.

"Nevermind."

Xia Ping didn't care about this, and said: "If you sign the contract, you can go there to drink water. Remember to be careful. If you dare to waste, I will break your three legs."

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Hearing these words, a group of people cheered. They couldn't wait a long time ago. They were almost dried up by three suns. They didn't know how much water they lacked.

All of them rushed over, drinking water frantically.

"Big brother, congratulations, I made a lot of money." Feng Hetang immediately stepped forward to flatter, admiring him.

Xia Ping said with a smile: "It's easy to say, this is the robbery of the rich and the poor, otherwise, where is the way for the poor in this world to survive, don't you think?"

With this huge sum of money, he can purchase a variety of precious medicines, as well as a variety of powerful weapons, to lay the foundation for his promotion to the highest realm of martial arts.

"That's that. It's their duty and an honor for those rich people to help poor people like Big Brother."

Feng Hetang shouted.

"Okay, don't blow here."

Jiang Yaru watched these two shamelessly braggingly and said: "It will soon be dark at night, and the temperature will drop sharply at that time, and it may even reach tens of degrees below zero, reaching the level of dripping water into ice."

"We must find a safe place to stay."

Chu Rong and Nangong Wu also nodded. If they didn't find a place to stay, they might not be able to spend the night.

"safe place?"

Xia Ping's eyes flickered: "Could it be that the house in this palace is not good?" He pointed his finger at the huge house next to it, which seemed to be the bedroom of the original palace.

What? !

Jiang Yaru and the others immediately turned around and looked over and saw a black stone house in front of which was piled up with weird materials. Even though countless years have passed, there does not seem to be any signs of collapse.