Returning From Level 900

Zhou Shengsheng felt a little distressed looking at the wasted [Life Potion].

He couldn't help but ask Wang Wen: "There are many ways to execute executions. Is it too extravagant to use the World Tower props?"

Even as the prince of the first consortium, he couldn't bear to waste such a consumable practical and rare item.

Wang Wen glanced at him and did not answer.

Like a madman, he hummed casually: "If this is a mistake, I'm just afraid of missing it."

Daddy shot him with a missile.

Even if he doesn't care about his past suspicions for Mo Ran's sake, being able to treat father and son differently and get along with Zhou Shengsheng like nothing else is already considered Wang Wen's heart.

It is impossible to ask any questions about teaching with a tower.

Not a teacher.

If it wasn't for a little help just now, I wouldn't even have this mess.

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

Just thinking about his apprentice, Wang Wen's own precious apprentice raised his head and asked, "Yes, Master, why do you use such precious props to save people? Did you find something?"

As soon as his apprentice opened his mouth, Wang Wen's attitude changed 180 degrees, and he answered patiently and amiably: "There are two reasons, first, I want to try whether the life potion will have an effect on the creatures in the tower and whether the effect will be the same as ours. The same is used, this is an important experiment of mine, and it will help to sprint super high-rise in the future. Second, didn't you find that the original 1 point progress on the driver disappeared?"

Hearing this, Ren Ruanruan and others hurriedly called the aircraft to check, and sure enough the driver's progress was gone.

Zhu Xingguo looked at the master in confusion.

Wang Wen smiled and said: "The progress has disappeared since he gave up his employer. I speculate that it was caused by the loss of contact with this group of people! I would like to try and see if this group of people can transfer money to him and can re-establish it. Contact produces progress, this is very important, if you can grasp the law of progress changes, the value is much greater than a few bottles of life potions, do you understand?"

Zhu Xingguo finally nodded vigorously, woke up at 15 o'clock and asked him, "Can you transfer the money?"

15:00 Weakly replied: "Let me die."

Zhu Xingguo comforted him: "Don't worry, you will die if you transfer the money."

At 15:00, he raised his eyes: "Speak, count!"

After receiving an affirmative reply from Zhu Xingguo, he took the mobile phone with his **** hands and started to operate it.

until the end of the transfer for everyone.

Wang Wen asked the sluggish driver, "How much did you pay?"

The driver took out his mobile phone to read the text messages, and counted in a daze: "Ten hundred... one hundred million million... a total of more than 3,375,900,000, of which there should be more than 100,000 by me. my own."

Wang Wen glanced at his progress and found that it was still zero.

shook his head.

He waved his hand to release his mental power and lifted all the participants up and threw them into the corpse pit.

There were ghosts crying and wolf howling, threats and begging for mercy.

Wang Wen walked to the pit and said to the people below: "I'm really sorry, there is no cement, only soil, everyone will go."

The giant blade of spiritual power shoveled up the soil and stone that had been dug up, and filled it back into the pit in a volley.

The scene is extraordinary.

A large piece of earth and stone slowly flew up and drifted towards the deep pit.

The people below were so frightened that they screamed and avoided.

Someone asked Wang Wen loudly: "Wait a minute, Daxian, do you want to know if there is any way to keep me alive? Any way as long as you say I will do it!"

While shouting loudly, the man digged his fingers into the soil and climbed desperately, with an extremely strong desire to survive.

Wang Wen shook his head and said lightly, "It's been too much time, so I can't waste it any more."

After finishing speaking, the giant blade to the sky created by the spiritual power poured a large amount of earth and stone half the height of the building into the deep pit.

The rolling stones and sand didn't wait for the person to be buried, and they were smashed to death.

Wait until the earth and rocks fill the hole.

Wang Wen very professionally turned the giant blade into a giant hammer.

Since it is done, it must be done in place.

The soil must be compacted at the end of the digging and filling.

Just when the giant hammer was about to fall.

The edge of the pit is loose.

A man covered in blood and mud emerged from the soil.

Lying on the ground coughing and vomiting.

It was the inquirer from before.

All the tower climbers present looked at him with surprise.

The strong desire to survive on the other side really shocked everyone this time.

While making everyone involuntarily raise a little admiration, it also brought a little shake.

Wang Wen summoned the aircraft to check the opponent's progress.

3 points.

After the man climbed out, he neither shouted nor scolded, but spit out the sand in his mouth and nose and shrank in place to pant, feeling lethargic.

Wang Wen asked him, "What's your name?"

"Da Xian." The man raised his head and looked at Wang Wen with difficulty: "My name is Lin Kaihe."

Wang Wen nodded: "Lin Kaihe, I can't save you, you can only rely on yourself to survive, give you some advice, do you know the location of the five corpses? Find someone to dig them out and bury them well, if you can get them before we come back may be spared death.”

Lin Kaihe nodded vigorously.

Soon he showed an embarrassed look again: "I, I have no money to hire people, so I am empty."

Wang Wen beckoned.

The driver not far away came to the two of them together with the car.

The driver opened the door with a pale face and slipped out.

Wang Wen asked Lin Kaihe, "How much does it cost?"

Lin Kaihe looked at the driver, then at Wang Wen, and said carefully: "In a short time, one million."

"Give it to him." Wang Wen nodded towards the driver.

After asking the card number, the driver operated the mobile phone for a while, and said with a sad face, "I can't transfer it. It seems that my account has been frozen. Let me take my ID card and go to the counter for processing."

"puff!"

Zhou Shengsheng, who was in the audience, was speechless: "It is estimated that there are too many large-value transfers suddenly appearing, and the payer cannot be contacted, so some risk measures are involved."

Wang Wen sighed deeply.

Looking at Lin Kaihe Road regretfully: "It seems that this is God's will."

"No!" Lin Kaihe struggled to get up from the ground.

Looked around.

Gritting his back molars, he said firmly: "I don't need anyone else, I'll dig it myself!"

Wang Wen did not wait for a sound.

He turned around and rushed into the classroom building.

I don't know where I found a long wooden handle, and it smashed the ground on the first floor with a bang.

Every time the hammer lands.

Lin Kaihe's body would be shaken fiercely, and his already **** hands would bleed more and more.

Judging from his posture, he intends to use his flesh to smash the hard concrete ground.

Wang Wen shook his head silently.

If I remember correctly, the five people in the picture were poured with a lot of cement.

The burial sites should all be hard cement without sand.

I want to exhume the body with a hammer.

Simply fantastic.

However, Wang Wen did not open his mouth to persuade him.

Smash it if you want.

They're all dead anyway.

Giving hope is a good deed every day.

The life and death of the creatures in the tower have nothing to do with the tower climbers.

It's all about sprinting the tower.

Professional tower climbers will never waste their emotions.

Wang Wen took Zhu Xingguo and the three of them into Liang Xiaobin's car~www.wuxiahere.com~ and the driver drove them to Liang Xiaobin's house.

He was in the co-pilot himself.

In the back, Zhu Xingguo, Ren Ruanruan, Zhou Shengsheng and three others were excluded.

Ren Ruan Ruan, who was originally petite, should sit in the middle.

She glanced at Zhou Shengsheng, and then at Wang Wen in front of her.

Pushing Zhu Xingguo into the car, he leaned against the door and looked out the window comfortably.

The poor man, Zhu Xingguo, who is tall and big, is like a wronged little daughter-in-law, squeezing her body hard and sitting in the middle, and she has to hold on to the back of the front seat to barely stabilize her figure.

Fortunately not for long.

About twenty minutes.

The car stopped.

The driver lowered his eyebrows and said in a muffled voice, "This is it."