Huang Xuan looked at them with contempt and said, "I don't think we have anything to settle."
While he was talking, the guards called by Heidegger rushed up. They were all space-time warriors with a fitness level of over 50, and there were also three or four travelers among them. In an era when one-pounder cannons were often as powerful as atomic bombs, the presence of guards was quite necessary.
Both sides are limited by the plane passages, and the guards in large numbers are still very intimidating.
Hou Junlong still held Huang Xuan between his arms and said to him in a dark voice: "Mr. Huang, if the guards rush in front of me and ask me to let you go, then I have only two choices. The first is to let you go. I will never do that. The second thing is to reveal my identity. How do you think the situation will develop?”
The naked threat contained the connotation of a game, and Huang Xuan said in a low voice: "Your insistence leaves me with only two choices, either to die on my knees or to live standing. If you want the third one, then die together." "
"There's no need to be so serious." Hou Junlong looked at the guards who were forming an attack formation and said, "Let's make a few bets, a small bet, and then give both parties more time to think about it."
The conversation changed instantly. Hou Junlong's weakness surprised Huang Xuan. He glanced at Heidegger and Huang Xuan said softly: "Mr. Heidegger, it seems I want to talk to them."
Huang Xuan said the last sentence with a loud voice, and the guards also heard it. The leader was a space-time warrior who looked like a wild boar. He seemed to know Heidegger and said, "Sir?"
"You are here, sir." Heidegger said, waving around and saying, "Everyone, please do as you please."
A group of guys in long robes and wide shirts really became casual. Some went back to continue their bets, and some picked a good seat and were ready to continue watching the fun. When they saw Huang Xuan and Hou Junlong walking to the gambling table, they were even more shocked. applaud.
The lively person said on the spot: "A good man should compete in the casino."
Huang Xuan glanced at the man with pity, thinking that if his father heard this and beat him as his own son, he might not be killed.
It's a little strange that he would have random thoughts under such circumstances. In fact, Huang Xuan's mind was in a mess. Not only him, but also the two people in the Administration, a piece of cooked meat, and Heidegger were all full of mush, and everyone had something unclear.
"Or Texas Hold'em?" Hou Junlong said and took out the poker. He considers himself a genius and is good in all fields. He was dissatisfied when he lost to Huang Xuan that day. After returning home, he practiced hard and wanted to show off in front of Chu Yining.
"What's the stakes?"
"you say."
Huang Xuan laughed. He didn't know much about gambling. He considered it entirely based on human psychology. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you want to find a chance to talk, why not bet on a hot circle?" The numbers didn't say much. He seemed timid, and he might not be able to bear it if he said too much. He couldn't judge the numbers either too much or too little, so he simply used one hot lap.
As he spoke, he took out the thermal card he carried with him, corrected the number on it to 1 thermal circle, signed his name, stamped the energy fluctuation confirmation, threw it on the table and said: "Poker is too troublesome, let's bet on the presence of Yes."
This is still the Youneng Building. Of course, the organizers can't put fighting beasts and other things on site. All they have is dozens of energy screens.
Hou Junlong frowned and stared at the hot card on the table. It was a standard hot card issued by the Alpha Plane through the Internet. The maximum limit was 1 million, which was between a credit card and cash. After being revised by Huang Xuan, the number is smaller, but the cost of each thousand hot laps will still remain the same.
1 hot lap. Even the fat man from the Administration Bureau laughed.
Glancing at Huang Xuan, Hou Junlong put away the poker generously and said, "Then it's up to you to choose one. Where do you plan to go after winning?"
He still used a secret voice, and Chu Yining had to apply for permission from the same base as Hou Junlong to hear it.
Huang Xuan pointed to the sparring match in front of him, threw a hot card on the table, and said in a dark voice: "I bet the one with the red turban wins."
After that, he answered Hou Junlong's question: "What do you think of traveling? My grandfather often said, read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles."
Hou Junlong raised his head handsomely, his handsome appearance making people jealous. In Huang Xuan's opinion, it was quite disgusting.
The guy said unconsciously: "Then I'll bet on the one with the black turban."
He probably felt that the technical content was too low, and said a little depressed: "We can sponsor Mr. Huang to travel, as long as you can return the advanced training tutorial to us."
Huang Xuan thought to himself, Ning Ao is already a level 1 training base, how can he hand it back to you, not to mention that he does not have the management authority of Ning Ao. Feeling like a hijacker surrounded by SWAT police, Xiao Huang subconsciously touched his chest and opened his mouth to speak, but saw the meat man and Hou Junlong taking a step back together, and Chu Yining's eyes were unnatural. .
Huang Xuan still doesn't understand that his P001 can store almost unlimited energy. If it is a "person's plane" with management authority, it can be "overdrawn". No matter how strong Chu Yining, Hou Junlong and others are, they can save Energy is also limited. Two senior travelers from the Green Pine family were bombarded by a bunch of level 0 and level 4 biological warships that day, and the energy stored was still not enough.
Although the situation was blurry, Huang Xuan still saw that the thing in his hand was quite intimidating, so he immediately put down his boss's heart, and then picked it up again. The hijacker has 00 hostages, and it is estimated that no more than 50% of them will end well. It is really a life-threatening business.
After a clear cough, Huang Xuan put his hand down from his chest and wanted to speak. Ning Ao whispered: "I won't go to the bureau."
"I'm not going to let you go either." Huang Xuan lowered his head and raised his head depressedly: "If Mr. Hou has no other suggestions, I think we won't be able to continue the conversation in the end."
Ning'ao's base is at P11, and the consequences of betraying Ning'ao may be serious.
Hou Junlong stood awkwardly on the spot. He even offered to exchange, which meant that he was willing to give something. Huang Xuan was not happy yet. Just when he didn't know what to say, Chu Yining smiled slightly and broke the silence and said: "Huang Xuan Mr. Lucky, he won.”
Several people looked up and saw that it was the boxer with the red turban and red pants who had won. The man with the black turban was lying on the ground and was carried out without knowing anything about it. If he was a boxer with property, the company would treat him. If not, the company would treat him. , the result is unpredictable. Unless the company believes that his potential is outstanding, it is likely to just ensure that he survives.
Compared with the gladiators in ancient Rome, the gambling matches in the plane world are much more comfortable - most boxers can advance and retreat at any time, and can also receive treatment. The degree is mostly related to the money earned.
Hou Junlong threw Huang Xuan a hot card with a sullen face.
Huang Xuan's whole body tensed up, feeling that the atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out.
The time and space warrior, whose whole body was numb after being beaten with 100 hot pounds, also stood up. His status was no lower than that of Hou Junlong, but his duty was to stand in front of the travelers.
The guards who had formed their formation became nervous.
Chu Yining looked at Huang Xuan with a smile, his eyes showing him great psychological pressure. Both people are weighing the pros and cons.
Just when Huang Xuan couldn't hold on any longer, Jiao Sun led a few people and said loudly: "Huang Xuan, I have to say, it's not easy to meet you."
As he said that, as if he hadn't seen Chu Yining, he passed through the barriers of the guards and gave Huang Xuan a big hug - a trick he learned from Woodruff and others when they met.
Huang Xuannuo said calmly: "Mr. Jiao, uh, you know, everything has been troublesome recently."
Jiao Sun smiled nonchalantly and took out a stack of hot cards and handed them to Huang Xuanda: "We're done talking. In half a month, we'll make a profit of 10 billion. That's you!"
He said and hugged Huang Xuan again.
There was a sound of gasping. The people here are either rich businessmen or nobles, it can be said that there are a gathering of celebrities, but 10 billion is still such a huge number that some people started to whisper.
Chu Yining still maintained a calm smile, but her eyes tilted slightly to the left while stroking her hair. She was looking at those hot cards.
Huang Xuan used a hot card from Alpha United Bank (translator), with a maximum of 1 million, while what Jiao Sun took out was actually a credit certificate. The difference between the two parties was like the difference between a cashier's check and a check.
Of course, Jiao Sun's account relationship between the two people did not need to be presented, let alone delivered in person with a hot card, but he was showing support for him with unmistakable behavior.
Of course Chu Yining could tell it was true.
Jiao Sun's words and the many "hot cards" made her look high at Huang Xuan. Travelers are like lawyers. The lowest life is pretty good, but there are not many who want to make a lot of money. Just relying on working hard to fight, more than 100 billion is very difficult. If a level 6 traveler with a weak brain is short of money, he can be hired by others. The price is three to five million a day, and there are people rushing to get it in Hot Circle, but he is If you work for a year, you can't survive more than a few hundred million hot circles. So most senior travelers still have their own regular businesses.
Huang Xuan's business situation seems to be very good.
Classmate Xiao Huang took it gratefully. Before he could say anything, Jiao Sun turned around, stretched out his hand and said: "Jiao Sun, the chairman of Plane Planning, I have to say, may I ask this Yi Rong Where is the lady from?”
He actually saw that Chu Yining was disguised and was willing to speak for Huang Xuan. This not only included his appreciation of Huang Xuan's ability, but also investment in his future. It also had some emotional factors.
When faced with utilitarianism, the businessmen on this plane are somewhat like the merchants of ancient China, rather than the disgusting-looking merchants of ancient Venice.
Chu Yining bowed generously and said: "It's better not to say the name."
When she said this, she proudly raised her pink-white neck, and her charm instantly made people distracted. Huang Xuan's attention was completely taken away by her soft voice and confidence, completely forgetting about the rough skin after the disguise. , and a less friendly attitude.
There were a few dirty men who completely lost their pretense of aristocratic appearance and made Chu Yining drool. From their aesthetic point of view, the dirty men who focused on inner beauty rather than outer beauty were slightly taller than the perverts of the first century. One chip.
Jiao Sun was determined and saluted Chu Yining consistent with his words and deeds, and was not hesitant to be rejected. It seems that he also expected that the other party's identity was different. Precisely because of his excellent judgment, Huang Xuan admired him even more when he came forward at this moment.
Xiao Huang wanted to say something during the semester, but he felt that he had the least position because he could not retreat at all.
"I am Bao Tian, the biggest fat man in Spore Trading Company. I wonder if I am lucky enough to get your name?" Bao Tian's familiar voice pulled Huang Xuan out of his embarrassment.
Bao Tian walked out under the strange gazes of Chu Yining and others. He also hugged Huang Xuan hard, occupied his position with his big belly and said: "I am an ordinary person, and I don't have many contacts with travelers, but I see There are quite a few travelers here, and you two look familiar. Can you give me a brief introduction?”
Chu Yining's face was hidden behind her face, but she said in a cold voice: "We have heard of Mr. Bao's Spore Trading Company. It is said that he is a big businessman with employment-level network access."
There seemed to be a "so what" flavor to her words. It’s filled but I don’t mind the haha size.
Bao Tian has a clear mind, but his natural compatibility is too low. Although it has increased over the years, the total amount is still not enough. In addition, other talents are not outstanding. After reaching level 6 network authority, there is no way to reach the Internet. Other requirements cannot be upgraded. However, his business talent is quite developed and is stronger than many high-level authority figures with poor means. In the eyes of many people, he is a legend.
However, in the eyes of the Space-Time Management Bureau, just a spore trading company cannot be compared with advanced training materials.
But all the gentlemen who were gambling stopped, and even people from other soundproof rooms came out and whispered: "Jiao Sun and Bao Tian are here..."
"Jiao Sun from Plane Plan?"
"Pack filling from Spore Company?"
Huang Xuan suddenly felt that he had been touched too much these days.
… (To be continued)