Chapter 842:
Chu Feng knew that they were lying, but he was too lazy to expose them and left without even looking at them.
When he walked out of that alley, Chu Feng felt exhausted physically and mentally, why did he always encounter such bad things. seven.
Chapter 385 Dagger Demon
Just as he was thinking on the side of the road, a demon man with a dagger came over.
"Brother, do you want a local guide?"
again? Chu Feng suddenly became vigilant and directly stated that he had no money.
"For the first time like you, you must need a tour guide. Otherwise, you will be easily robbed. If you don't have money, they will kill you."
The man continued to persuade, and Chu Feng continued to say that he had no money.
663: "Okay, okay, I'll take you to find a job as a good deed. When you have money, remember to invite me to drink."
After speaking, he turned his head to lead the way, and Chu Feng followed suspiciously.
"I told you, if you have money here, don't spend it indiscriminately. The money comes quickly here, so there are many liars."
The man said very enthusiastically, and pointed to the shouting shops around him.
"Don't buy anything casually, it's basically fake."
Chu Feng quickly swept through the goods on these two streets, and sure enough, there was not a single genuine item.
"Also, don't be deceived by some witches. If you really want to experience it, go to inquire about that kind of special store and take the initiative to hook up with you, 80% of the time is fake."
"Don't panic when you encounter a robber. You just make up a name at random. It sounds like a big name. There is a possibility that they will be afraid and unable to start. Even if they are robbed, they will not take your life."
Chu Feng listened to the man's chattering about the "way of survival" in this town, and felt more and more that there were no good people here.
"It's here, it's here, you work harder, and you can't be without your wages."
The man took Chu Feng to a place similar to a blacksmith shop. The boss here was a strong demon bull, who was hitting the iron hard, and there were a lot of weapons hanging on the walls.
Iron man, I haven't seen it for many years.
The Demon Bull wiped the sweat off his forehead, turned around to see the man, and said happily, "You brought a new employee here to work for me again?"
"Yes, I know you are short of manpower here."
The magic cow happily took out a bag of magic stones for him. After the man took the magic stones, he patted Chu Feng on the shoulder and said.
"You have to live well." After saying that, he threw the dagger and left.
The Demon Bull said angrily, "Come with me first, and I'll show you the workflow 0..."
Chu Feng followed him into the blacksmith shop. It was filled with all kinds of metals and materials that he had never seen before, as well as weapons of various forms. It seemed to be a good and regular shop.
The Demon Bull opened a secret door and let Chu Feng go in first.
"I don't have time to teach you how to work, so the employees who worked here before will teach you."
After speaking, they came to the underground warehouse, which was extremely cold compared to the high temperature above.
The magic cow walked over and opened an iron door, and there was actually air-conditioning exhausting from it.
In this way, Chu Feng is even more curious, why is there a refrigerator under the blacksmith shop? What kind of work needs this 0.7?
After he really stepped into the iron gate, the scene in front of him made him stunned.
A large transparent jar filled with crimson liquid was bubbling up.
Chu Feng turned his gaze to the Demon Bull, who was also looking at him.
"Surprised? That's your job, otherwise what do you think you can do here?"
"Do you really think you want me to teach you to strike iron?".
Chapter three hundred and eighty sixth mixed blood
Inside the iron frames like coffins, all kinds of monsters lie inside.
Dozens of catheters were stuck in their bodies, and their blood was flowing into that big jar.
That mixed liquid is their mixed blood.
The blood in the big jar is continuously screened, and then the most essence blood flows out from a large catheter.
Pack them in another large jar that's only a third full.
The mixed blood then flows back to their bodies through the catheter.
In this way, 05 has been continuously circulated, frantically squeezing their blood essence.
"Aren't you letting them die?"
"Hey, that's not what you said." The Demon Bull seemed to have expected this situation, because everyone who just arrived would say that.
"That mixed blood flowing back into them wouldn't kill them at all, it would just make them a little bit miserable."
"But, do you know why they are willing?" The Demon Bull continued: "Because they can get half a million magic stones every time!"
Although Chu Feng did not have this concept, it was indeed quite a lot. For example, the demon who led the way worked hard for five years, and he barely had 10,000 magic stones.
"Just kidding, how could they possibly hold on?"
Chu Feng's eyes were full of anger. This kind of unknown mixed blood flowed back into the body. Even if he survived, there would be various sequelae or mutations.
"As long as you can hold on once, there will be 500,000. You, the unskilled, can only make money like this." The Demon Bull continued: "And I have an example here, a genius came three times, each time It can forcefully suppress the mixed blood vessels in the body, and finally take 1.5 million to Xiaoyao!"
"One and a half million, and ordinary people can't spend it all in a lifetime!"
The more the Demon Bull talked, the more excited he became. He stared at Chu Feng and said, "If you knew who this blood essence was dedicated to, you wouldn't be so conflicted."
"No matter who it is, what's the use of this pile of blood essence?"
"Dedicated to our most beautiful witch, magic charm!" The magic cow's eyes revealed a gleam of light, contrary to the loyal appearance just now, a perverted appearance.
"Of course it's used for drinking. You don't know how delicious the witches boast about our menstrual blood. At least half of the people here donate blood voluntarily for the witches!"
Chu Feng frowned, what kind of absurd reason is this, to do such a maddening thing for the praise of a witch.
"Then where do you have the money for them?"
"There are only a few people who can really get the money. I will sell some weapons and collect them." After calming down, the magic cow patted Chu Feng's shoulder, "Maybe you are one of them who can take it away. Oh money."
