Chapter Thirty Five-Three hundred thousand

Ask God?

Sorry, Jiang Feng has never heard of it.

But Jiang Feng hadn't heard of it, so he said that he wasn't a master.

"A hundred thousand is still small?" Li Nan's eyes flashed, "Then how much do you say?"

"Jiang Feng, what are you doing?" Li Qianmo didn't care about anything this time, and directly held Jiang Feng, for fear that he would say something earth-shattering.

Jiang Feng just smiled: "300,000."

Everyone, including Wentian, was shocked.

This number, whether it is Li Nan or Ding Chen, has exceeded their tolerance limit.

After a long pause, Li Nan laughed and said, "You bluff me? Where did you get the three hundred thousand?"

It turned out that I wanted to make peace, but I didn't dare to gamble, and I wanted to use this trick to scare him.

As a result, Jiang Feng started to check the accounts directly in front of everyone.

The virtual gaming helmet itself is equivalent to the existence of a computer, and of course you can check the accounts.

And immediately, everyone saw the bank account balance of Jiangfeng account.

347458!

Everyone was breathing tightly, and no one thought that Jiang Feng was so rich!

Even Wentian's eyes looking at Jiang Feng changed a little bit strangely.

But what he thought was, how could he not meet such a big fool?

Dammit, he only earned 50,000 yuan this time, but Li Nan could earn 300,000 yuan!

Jiang Feng said leisurely: "Is this money enough?"

Li Nan was startled, and then said in surprise: "Okay, I'll bet 300,000 with you!"

He doesn't believe it, Jiang Feng can win the battle!

That is the biggest joke.

Even if Jiang Feng is really talented, he has only played games for a few days?

"Hero Origin" has only been in service for a week, and Jiang Feng has been exposed to virtual games for a week after he died.

But Wentian, as early as in the previous two virtual games, I had been immersed for many years, and my current fame was accumulated by little by little strength.

The four of Li Qianmo were anxious, "Jiang Feng, don't be impulsive!"

Just like Li Nan thought, ordinary players are almost incomparable with advanced professional players.

Jiang Feng said directly: "Okay, let's play with you again."

Before Li Nan was surprised, Jiang Feng said again: "But, do you have enough money?"

Li Nan was stunned.

Yes, he just asked if Jiang Feng had so much money, and now they have proved it, but does he have it?

of course not.

Li Nan's face slowly became ugly, "What do you mean?"

Could it be that Jiang Feng intends to play this set? Using him as an excuse for not having enough money, he pretended to agree to gambling, but actually refused?

Jiang Feng asked with a puzzled look: "What do you mean? Do you have enough money? Who will play with you without money?"

Li Nan was angrily laughed, "Are you really questioning that I will fall back on my account?"

Jiang Feng also laughed, "I'm sorry, just now, your own behavior is no longer different from your own account."

"You..." Li Nan was angry, but had nothing to say.

If Jiang Feng is really an ordinary high school student, isn't Li Nan now forcing him to spit out the money he won?

It's really no different from bad debts.

"Daddy is not going to blame you!" Li Nan said viciously, "Besides, do you really think you can win?"

Jiang Feng smiled angrily again, "Oh? It means I can't win, right? What else to play, don't play anymore."

"You..." Li Nan was almost mad.

Even Wentian behind him was so stupid that he slapped his forehead, looking like he couldn't stand it.

"What are you..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Feng said directly: "Don't be so nonsense, you have raised enough money, set up a written statement, and start the fight at any time, otherwise you will be fucked!"

Li Nan waited with blood-red eyes, looked at Jiang Feng for a long time, then said: "Okay! You wait!"

After speaking, turn around and leave.

"Jiang Feng, what's going on? What are you doing?" Li Qianmo and others immediately asked anxiously after Li Nan left.

"Don't worry, it's okay." Jiang Feng just comforted.

The four of them looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Soon, after Li Nan didn't know where to raise enough money, he found Jiang Feng again, and the two set up a document.

The gambling agreement officially took effect.

Two minutes later, Wentian and Jiang Feng stood on stage one after another.

Moreover, Jiang Feng is still that hodgepodge of equipment.

After Wentian saw it, he was also amused, "My kid, seeing you so arrogant, I thought you had two things!

But you choose this equipment, I really can't imagine, where is your awesome possibility! "

Jiang Feng smiled, too lazy to talk to him.

On the other hand, Wentian is dressed in a streamlined primitive leather armor and a level 15 nightman suit.

There are not too many jewelry on his body, only a few pieces are visible, which is completely different from Li Nanzhi and his like.

This insight alone shows that there is indeed some foundation.

PK is different from spawning monsters. The stronger the attribute, the better.

But PK, it really isn't.

What is suitable is the best, too strong, but may not be able to control.

Before the real master, the operations were calculated in microseconds, and the attributes were strong enough to exceed their predictions, and it was absolutely possible to kill him.

However, this is actually not Wentian treating Jiang Feng as an opponent of the same level, but his training in the studio.

Seeing Jiang Feng not speaking, Wentian laughed at himself, "I'm quite arrogant, then I'm here?"

Before the words fell, the person had disappeared in place.

sneak!

The most basic skills of thieves are also the most powerful skills of thieves.

A master like Wentian used the sneak, even in a place that is not suitable for sneaking on the ring, it will hardly leave any flaws.

People like Li Qianmo and others, as well as Li Nan, started looking for shadows in the ring at the first moment after Wentian sneaked.

After sneaking, it didn't completely disappear. If there is strong light, you can still see a faint shadow on the ground.

But no one was found.

Li Qianmo and the others looked at each other, and they all saw the worry in each other's eyes.

Asking God, a well-deserved reputation.

Jiang Feng just didn't care where he stood, and he didn't even seem to move his eyes.

To deal with thieves, Jiang Feng naturally didn't take the cock, and he held a level 15 long sword in his hand, flowing water.

Time passed by, and only Jiang Feng stood motionless on the arena, and Wentian who was sneaking in seemed to have really disappeared on the arena, completely missing.

Most of the classmates couldn't understand this scene and looked at each other, not knowing why.

Li Nan was also wondering, why didn't Jiang Feng solve Jiang Feng?

Suddenly, on the left side of Jiang Feng, a Daoist shadow suddenly rushed out and hit Jiang Feng's throat.

Without any warning, everyone was taken aback.

Li Qianmo and the others instantly raised their throats with their eyes fixed on the stage.

Seeing Jiang Feng's body, it seemed to move, then, the sword shadow flickered, and blood was splashing everywhere.

Then, I remembered a system prompt:

[System: Congratulations, there is murderous in your right hand, you win! 】

Everyone was dumbfounded.

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