The Luckiest Man

Fukuoka returned to the Mist Gymnasium with a disgraced face, and was surrounded as soon as he entered the door.

"Brother Fukuoka, what's wrong with you?" A student in the crowd looked at Fukuoka and frowned: "Who made this happen?"

The person speaking is called Henggangxiu. It is the most powerful among the Wuyin people in the Mist Gym. It is currently a LV3 warrior. According to the index of the earth, it is almost 5.80.

He is known as the master brother in the Mist Gym, and he speaks with great weight.

"Brother Henggang!" Chunichi Fukuoka cried when he saw the Henggang show: "I went to collect protection fees today! The result was like this. Brother Henggang, you must make the decision for me!"

"Is there such a thing?" Henggangxiu heard Fukuoka Jun's words, and immediately frowned: "Which other store dares to resist us and fail? Where is this store? Who is the boss?"

Before this time, I hurriedly said to a younger brother beside Fukuoka Chun: "Brother Henggang, a restaurant opened by several Huang Ming people. When Fukuoka started to go, he collected their protection fees in total. Brother Fukuoka! "

"That's right," another brother said angrily, "What are they? The entire race has been destroyed by us! We didn't say that they were kind enough to capture them as slaves, but they did so! Brother Henggang , This is unbearable! "

Fukuoka added another sentence: "They said they were afraid that we would not dare to go and signed a contract with me! They also explained that if we don't go, we will have to pay them a million crystal coins!"

After the two of them finished the matter in this way, the entire Misty Gym suddenly exploded!

A group of Wuyin clan instantly became angry!

"What ?! The scum of the Huang Ming clan actually hit Fukuoka ?!"

"Are they crooked? Is this unbearable!"

"Still sign a contract ?! Don't go and pay one million crystal coins ?! They are looking for death!"

"Yes, Brother Henggang, the Huang Ming clan has just been annihilated by us, and then we will fight our brother Fukuoka like this. If you don't get out of our gym, don't get mixed!"

Henggang's qi on his cheeks all came out.

The scum of the Huang Ming clan, who has just been scummed by their Wuyin clan annihilation, dare to resist? !

"I understand! Everyone don't talk about it!" Henggangxiu turned around and walked into the gymnasium, saying: "Let's go and ask a curator, please don't worry, Fukuoka, the curator will make the decision for you."

Jun Fukuoka nodded fiercely: "Yes!"

There are two owners in the Mist Road Museum.

The main hall is called Akihara, the strong.

The name of the second owner is a city, which is slightly weaker than the main owner, but it is also limited.

After defeating the original gymnasium on the street forty years ago, the two have been entrenched until now. Speaking of which, the gymnasium they defeated was opened by the Huang Ming clan.

The hatred between the two communities can be traced back 10,000 years ago, and it can be described as incompatible.

When Henggang Show took Jun Fukuoka into the owner's room, a city was playing with a piece of power on the table.

It was a blue crystallization of power.

This ability has a very interesting name-Krypton Player.

The so-called kryptonian players need to consume a certain amount of resources to obtain powerful explosive power.

It is no exaggeration to say that this ability is invincible as long as it has money.

But without money ...

"Good thing," a city looked at this ability crystal and smiled: "It's worth it. I have captured so many slaves of the Huang Ming clan in these two months, and I can sell 10 million crystal coins for this ability crystal. Now. "

Speaking of which, this ability is still owned by one of the slaves of the Huang Ming clan caught in this incident in a city.

He trained the slave for two months, and finally used some other special methods to extract the ability to crystallize it.

It is not easy.

He was thinking of this, and the knock on the door rang.

"Go in."

Henggangxiu took Fukuoka Jun into the door, first bowed, and said respectfully: "A museum owner, today Fukuoka's brother is having some trouble."

A city knelt on the futon without raising his head, said indifferently: "What trouble?"

"That's it," Fukuoka Jun began to talk about this: "I met several restaurants opened by Huang Ming's Mao children today, and I went to collect protection fees. As a result, they beat me and forced me to sign a contract. The contract states that we will fight with us at two o'clock in the afternoon. "

"A restaurant opened by the Huang Ming tribe?" A city said slowly: "This group of guys are not dead yet? In this case, you will go to the city's main palace to apply for a clan war tomorrow. Kill it, if you have any good ability, you can bring it back. Now the ability to crystallize is a tight commodity, and a good one can sell at least millions of crystal coins, which is not a small income. "

After hearing the words of a city, Fukuoka Chun was immediately excited, saying: "Yes! Just a small restaurant, there is only a big man, then we will tie his shop! All the slaves can get the crystal!"

"Then, the owner," Henggang Xiu asked, "how many people will we take tomorrow?"

After thinking about a city for a while, he said lightly: "The people of the dead are the most desperate. You will bring more people tomorrow, just fifty people, and give our gym a strong momentum."

Henggangxiu nodded fiercely: "Understood! Guaranteed to show momentum!"

...

Earth, big wall surrounding the bridge, large meeting room.

Several people are reporting the latest situation to Liu Huajun.

"Grandpa," Hong Xiaofu said: "I have almost inquired about the information. The elder sister named Lulu said that this time it is estimated that 50 people will come to the Mist Gym."

"Fifty people?" Liu Huajun said slowly: "The number is not much, but what is the strength? Our current goal is to create momentum, so this battle must be beautiful."

Everyone nodded together.

The first battle must be beautiful, otherwise it will not give the clan confidence.

"Mr. Curator," Liu Huajun said: "Next, let's talk about everything we need to cooperate with."

"Okay." The curator nodded, and he began to talk about it: "In the Broken Star Sea, most of the people are actually concentrated between the second and fifth orders. Don't see that the aura is richer than the earth, but it's really true Personally, it ’s not as exaggerated as everyone thinks. The main reason is that everyone is spread out. On the earth, you are saying that Reiki is recovering, right, how were your materials distributed in the initial stage? "

Liu Huajun said: "Most of the materials are concentrated in the army, and soldiers are given priority in training."

"Exactly," the curator smiled. "You think, with the strength of your country to support the army, the strength of the army will naturally grow quickly. But this is the initial stage. There is no longer the concept of national power to train a few elites. In this way, the level of ordinary people in the broken Xinghai will naturally not rise so fast. One LV4 Linggu requires three hundred, and the average person ’s monthly income is actually It ’s just one or two thousand coins. This can only eat a few LV4 Lingguo? So I said that in fact, most of the people here are in strength, the real elite are in the top big races, we They are not accessible to the current level. "

After hearing the curator's words, Hong Xiaofu nodded together.

This is easy to understand.

In fact, the big race is regarded as the big company of the earth, and the small race is the small company.

A large part of society's resources are in the hands of large companies, and it is easy for them to cultivate or recruit elites.

Basically, small companies can only choose what they don't want.

With such a share, there are not so many small races that are indeed ranked low and strong.

"It turned out to be like this," Zhao Ming's family started a company, or a big company, he understands this best: "For example, my family, my family can attract talent without too much cost, such as one hundred thousand two hundred thousand a month . But the average small company ca n’t afford such a high price, and the level of natural talent is not as high as that of a large company, right? "

"Yes," the curator said slowly. "I said this, which means that tomorrow's group racks must be won, and they must be beautiful! In this way, the people of the Huang Ming ethnic group will come to us more. This is what At the stage of the company's muscles, you have to tell others to see your strength, so that everyone can have confidence. If you want to become the king of the Huang Ming clan, this momentum must be sufficient! So this time, the minimum is 200 people. Rather than being crushed by people, you can never come and go. "

"Good!" Liu Huajun slapped the table fiercely: "Just two hundred people!"

If you want to do it, then do it beautifully!

Back and forth, there is no momentum at all ~ www.readwn.com ~ Other Huang Ming people think that Hong Xiaofu's strength is not good, he will naturally hesitate to come to him.

But now, when he is building a momentum to become a clan king, he can't hesitate at all.

...

That evening, the fact that the newly opened Huaxia restaurant of the Huang Ming people wanted to make an appointment with the Wuyin Mist Road Museum quickly spread.

One side is the Huangming tribe that has just been wiped out, and the other side is the Wuyin clan with high morale. The result of this battle can be said to be unknown.

Between the streets and the streets, there is talk everywhere—

"Have you heard? There will be a good show tomorrow!"

"I heard that the Huang Ming clan is said to have an agreement with the Wuyin clan, but the two sides are deeply hatred.

"The hatred is big enough. The question is whether it is possible to avenge it. It's hard to say. The Mist Road is a big force with a large number of people. The Huang Mings are just a small restaurant. How can they win?"

Such talk is everywhere, and it is obvious that as soon as the news spreads, it will spread to some people's ears related to this matter.

Inside a dilapidated house in Nancheng District.

Several Huang Ming people are discussing the news.

These Huangming people came here in fleeing. After the war of genocide ended, the sky of the entire Huang Ming clan collapsed.

No one can protect them anymore.

In the Broken Star Sea, there is no concept of country, and some are race. Each race has its own territory, and once the main royal family of this race is destroyed ...

The other ordinary people have a miserable end.

Such a person has a special name on earth.

National Slave.