Use your mind? !
When Luo Liyan heard this answer, the corner of her mouth couldn't help twitching.
If something goes wrong with this idea, wouldn't he be thrown to death in outer space? !
But right now, besides trusting little six, she has no other good options.
Walking to the hatch that was opened, Luo Liyan poked her head out to look at the dark universe, as if thick ink wanted to swallow her up at any time.
This made her legs go limp instantly.
But thinking of the ant tribe that was about to be exterminated, Luo Liyan still threw the mecha in his hand, gritted his teeth and jumped out.
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"General Wells, we have a ration of this tree sap every day. If you want it in a hurry, you still want so much at one go. If you grab other people's share, it will be difficult for us to do business." Ant-Man The leader raised his head arrogantly, and spoke in a very unbeatable tone.
"You don't want to sell it?" Wells looked at the Ant-Man who was less than the knee of his mech, and resisted the urge to lift his foot and trample him to death, "What price do you want? Just say it."
"A bottle of 10,000 star coins."
As soon as his price came out, Wells' subordinates were immediately annoyed.
"Are you trying to grab it? Others come to buy a bottle of 100 star coins, and it's okay to sell us 300 or 500, but now 10,000 star coins are also available for export?" The shells on Hotey's mecha aimed directly at the The leader of the ant clan.
The other party sneered indifferently, "This thing belongs to us, we can sell it for whatever price we want!"
Wells raised his hand to stop his subordinates from scolding, his voice was cold, and there was no sign of happiness or anger.
"According to the price you said, sell me 100 bottles!"
Anyway, they took the money back, and they will have to spit it back later. After suffering so many losses over the years, they still haven't made any progress.
Sure enough, they are close relatives of the Zerg race, and they are so stupid that there is no cure.
"Wait..." Seeing that Wells had compromised, the leader of the ant clan became more complacent, "Before I sell you the crown sap, I need to know who is the important person who made Tang Tang Admiral Wells personally came to pick up the goods."
"What are you, worthy of inquiring about me?" Wells' voice turned cold in an instant, like a icy wind blowing, making the faces of those Ant-Man who were still high above him a second ago turn pale. .
"Admiral Wells, don't take your words too far! Don't forget, only we, the ant race, know how to generate the crown sap that the entire interstellar depends on. If you are not friendly enough to us, We will refuse to sell to you!" The leader of the ant clan forced his momentum and threatened.
Wells didn't even bother to talk to him anymore, he bent down a little, pinched him between his fingers, and lifted him up.
"Do you think I have to belong to your ant clan?" His tone was full of threats and contempt, and he didn't wait for the leader of the ant clan to speak again, and his spiritual power directly radiated out.
So Ant-Man held his head in pain, knelt down on the ground, and let out a heart-piercing howl.
Although there was no blood, it still made everything look like a purgatory on earth.
After less than half a minute, Wells threw him back into the ant-man pile like throwing garbage.
"It turns out it's that simple, you just need to water it with the fountain of life hidden under your ant clan's palace."