Chapter 8 A hundred years of handsome man

At this time, the gate of the superpower group was opened, and an old man walked out of it. His name was Wu Lin, who was the elder of the superpower group in the Gulan District.

When he saw the man lying on the ground, he was shocked. He hurried over and helped him up and said anxiously: "Young Master Nangong, are you okay?"

Mu Ci said coldly, "Old sir, do you think he seems to be fine? His name is Young Master Nangong, right? Since you know him, it's best to give me the money quickly and I'm going back."

"What's the money?" Wu Lin looked at the thin little girl beside him in confusion and asked.

The young master Nangong said, "Give it to her, I asked her to send me here and give her 130,000."

Nangong Xian was helped by Wu Lin and lowered his head. He didn't go to see the weird woman because he remembered her without looking at her. His mental power had already swept over her and remembered her appearance so that he could avoid lightning in the future.

When Wu Lin heard Nangong Xian say this, he stopped saying anything, but took out a card from his body and handed it to Mu Ci: "There are 150,000 here, the password is six zeros, and the extra 20,000 is to remind you not to bother Master Nangong in the future."

Mu Ci raised an eyebrow unexpectedly. She stood up and took Ka without hesitation and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will never appear in front of him, bye!"

After Mu Ci finished speaking, he didn't even look at the man sitting on the ground, and carried the mutant chicken and left. It was so straightforward that it looked completely different from what Wu Lin imagined.

It was the first time he had seen a girl who could leave Nangong himself freely, and he thought the other party would still be entangled.

Nangong Xian looked up at the distant back and shook his head slightly, and said to Wu Lin: "Help me in. There are very important things to report to Uncle Xuanyuan."

"Okay, okay, I'll help you in now." Wu Lin quickly helped Nangong Xian up and walked towards the gate of the supernatural power rent.

On the other hand, Mu Ci carried the mutant chicken all the way to a hotel that specializes in purchasing alien races.

She has inquired about it these two days, and only this one gives it a fair price. The Supernatural Academy also collects alien corpses or living people, but the price is lower than that on the market, so Mu Ci is of course unwilling to do so.

When she was about 800 meters away from her destination, she stopped and before dawn, she quickly dug out the third-level crystal core of the mutant chicken. After doing all this, she carried the mutant chicken to the alien hotel again.

When she arrived, she saw a purchase office in front of the alien hotel. She thought she was the only one who came out to fight the alien at night and then came here to sell it. Unexpectedly, there were more than a dozen people standing here.

Each of them held a mutant beast in their hands, but most of them were level one, just like hers, just like the third level one in her hands.

Mu Ci has adapted to the habit of queuing for buying things and selling things in the past few days. If this were the case before, who would dare to let her line up?

When she was just standing at the end of the team, the person in front of her turned around and looked at the things in Mu Ci's hand, then screamed in surprise: "Level 3? My God, this mutant chicken in your hand is actually level 3. Why do you want to sell such a good thing?"

The people in front were attracted by the man's screams, and they all looked at the mutant chicken in Mu Ci's hand. Even the acquisition staff of the alien hotel in front were attracted.

Mu Ci looked at the ugly man in front of him with disgust and said in a bad tone: "Why can't I sell it?"

Gaozi, a man with a very tall and strong height, growled: "You are stupid. The meat of this level 3 mutant chicken can be strong and strong, and it can also increase energy. You are willing to sell such a good thing. Are you stupid?"

Mu Ci sneered: "You know a hammer, you'd better shut up and not talk."

"Hey, you ungrateful little brat, I'm teaching you, you dare to talk to me like this? Do you want to die?"

The man held the mutant rat in one hand and swung his fist in the other hand and was about to beat Mu Ci, but was stunned by Mu Ci's cold words: "I killed this third-level mutant chicken. Why? Do you want to try my ultimate kill?"

When the man heard that the third-level mutant chicken was killed by her, he immediately stopped the movements in his hand, then changed his face and smiled: "I'm not kind to remind you. Since you killed this, you should not lack the second-level 3 alien races. When I didn't say it, hey..."

Mu Ci was too lazy to pay attention to the other party. At this time, the purchasing staff of the alien hotel walked to Mu Ci and saw the mutant chicken in her hand. He said politely: "Miss, is it the first time I'm here?"

Mu Ci nodded slightly, and the acquisition staff smiled and said, "We have a rule here that mutant beasts above level three do not need to queue up. If you are sure to sell, you may not beware of going indoors with our manager to discuss the price in detail."

Mu Ci looked at the staff in surprise: "I said it earlier. You didn't indicate it outside, so I wasted my time. Lead the way!"

The staff member's mouth twitched. The little girl was very angry, but if she thought about it carefully, if this level 3 mutant chicken was really killed by her, she would really have the confidence to speak like this.

Mu Ci followed the staff into the hotel. In the conference room on the third floor of the Supernatural Group, a handsome man sat on the sofa chair and looked at the big screen opposite him, while Wu Lin was also sitting beside him.

This man was nothing else, but Nangong Xian who had just saved Mu Ci. His clear facial features frowned and looked at the handsome and handsome man on the screen, the founder of the superpower group, and Xuanyuan Qingchen, who has the title of a century-old handsome man.

Xuanyuan Qingchen was wearing black pajamas and yawning her messy hair, looking at Nangong Xian: "Xiaoxian, don't you know that your uncle is old? Isn't it a bit unkind to shout me up in the middle of the night?"

Nangong Xian looked at the man who was at most 30 years old on the screen and said in a low voice: "Uncle Xuanyuan, something happened. A level nine alien appeared in Shiling City. What kind of creature is this alien? I don't know yet. I will fight with the other party briefly tonight, and I almost explained here."

"What? Level 9?"

Wu Lin looked at Nangong Xian in shock, and even Xuanyuan Qingchen immediately became serious: "What's going on? Are there any casualties over there?"

Nangong Xian shook his head slowly and said, "I have not received any casualties yet. I have chased him from the border of Ganguo City. The other party has very strong mental power. I have been following him before and dared not act rashly."

"But tonight the other party appeared at the border of Biaoying District, Shiling City. I was worried that the other party would hurt the ordinary people here, so I followed a little closer, but was discovered by the other party and then attacked by its mental power. If I hadn't met a psychic person, I might have explained there tonight."

Xuanyuan Qingchen stretched out his slender fingers and gently touched his chin to think. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "Generally, alien races of this level will not be easily moved, but now a level nine alien race suddenly appears. Is there something that we don't know about happening?"

"Xiao Xian, did you notice what the other party's pheromones are when you fight?"

Nangong Xian looked at the big screen and said, "The other party's pheromones have no murderous aura, but I can't guarantee whether it will suddenly go crazy!"

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