In the villa, this was the location occupied by Dynasty Guild. In the apocalypse, the so-called houses were worthless. Who would care if it was your house or not? Who would care if you had the property ownership certificate? Whoever lived here would be the owner of this place.
The world's economy had collapsed, and everything had been exchanged for doomsday coins. Other than food, which still had some value, everything else was basically worthless.
There was a young man sitting on the seat. He was handsome and wore a snow-white robe. When he heard his subordinate's words, he could not help but frown.
"That guy actually dares to come to Kitagawa City? Are you really not afraid of death?"
His expression was cold as he continued,"Since that's the case, send out an army and capture that guy at the trade market. Then, kill him!”
Killing people was a very normal thing in the apocalypse.
"Do you need the 1st legion to deal with a small fry? Vice President, why use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken!”
After hearing this, someone immediately jumped out and revealed a disdainful expression.
The man who was addressed as the vice president shook his head and said,"In the apocalypse, don't let your guard down. Also, sending an entire army is also a way to establish your prestige. Recently, there have been many people who have been playing tricks behind our backs.”
He said this. It was obvious that he did not really want to deal with Ye Peng, but wanted to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys.
When the man kneeling on the ground heard this, he could not help but flatter,"The vice president is really thoughtful!"
"Understood!" The other man also spoke and left with his men.
In the free trade market, at this moment, something happened that made people have to watch.
Someone had instantly obtained four Gold Treasure Chests, which were worth 10 million Doomsday Dollars. Furthermore, they had obtained a B-grade set on the spot. It was even a high-quality set, and countless players surrounded it.
"Friend, do you plan to sell this set of equipment? Can I offer a high price?"
"Brother, I'll use A-grade ninjutsu in exchange for your equipment and 20 million Doomsday Dollars?”
"A grade ninjutsu is nothing. I'll exchange it with a quasi S-rank spell and an additional five million Doomsday Dollars.”
It was a B-grade equipment set, and it was of the highest quality. Even the Vice Guild Leader of Dynasty Guild did not have the right to wear it. Perhaps only the Guild Leader could wear it. If he wore this set of equipment, he would be able to squeeze into the ranks of first-grade players.
"D * mn, endless European enemies, endless African tears. I opened two golden treasure chests, but they were all a pile of trash.”
"I just opened one. Do you know what I got? Two hundred thousand Doomsday Coins! Hahahaha, f * ck!"
"African, please step aside and don't come near me.”
The surrounding players discussed animatedly. They were envious, jealous, and hateful, but they also wanted to hug Ye Peng's thigh.
Wearing a B-class suit, Wu Qiaoqiao never thought that she would have such a day. Just as she was about to speak, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Get lost!"
"Make way!"
"The Dynasty Guild is busy.”
"Get lost."
All of a sudden, a group of players charged over. These players were all wearing decent equipment and had cold expressions. At a glance, there were at least 300 to 400 players surrounding them.
When the ordinary players saw this situation, they turned around and left without saying anything, afraid of causing trouble.
Dynasty Guild?
Ye Peng had also guessed that this group of people would find trouble with him, but he did not expect to mobilize so many people. It seemed that this vice president was not a fool.
Unfortunately, Ye Peng was wrong. The Vice President of Dynasty Guild was indeed a fool. The reason why he sent so many people was to establish his authority.
When Wu Qiaoqiao saw the players from Dynasty, her expression changed.
Ye Peng raised his hand, and the vibration force instantly exploded.
The space cracked.
—100000。
—100000。
—100000。
—100000。
......
Terrifying numbers appeared, and it was not a critical hit. Under such circumstances, everyone was dumbfounded. More than a hundred people died in front of Ye Peng on the spot. These people were all from Dynasty Guild.
The Dynasty players who did not have the time to put on an act were all dumbfounded.
"Devil! Demons!"
Some players came back to their senses and screamed. The ground was covered in blood-red mud. These were human corpses. There were more than a hundred living people just now, but what about now? They were all dead.
This kind of lethality made them really speechless.
When Wu Qiaoqiao saw this scene, she fell silent. To be honest, Ye Peng had helped her out because he was grateful and had his own thoughts. However, after seeing this scene, Wu Qiaoqiao was speechless.
Fear filled his heart. That was 100,000 damage, and it was an AoE attack. He had killed hundreds of players in one move.
Looking at his own HP, it was barely 10,000, not even enough for Ye Peng to take a breath. No wonder Ye Peng dared to nurture him like this and dared to say such words. Previously, he thought that Ye Peng was just bragging and wanted to control him.
Now, it seemed that Ye Peng was right. If he was useless, he would treat it as helping a friend.
She had thought that she would be very important to Ye Peng, but through this scene, Wu Qiaoqiao realized how ordinary she was.
Ye Peng was just in a good mood.
"Run!"
"Hurry up and run."
"What are you still doing here? Hurry up and run.”
Everyone was screaming in fear. Some players even went limp and sat on the ground. They wanted to vomit when they saw such a bloody scene.
"Do you want to run? What a joke."
Ye Peng looked at it with disdain. He raised his hand and the Thunder Fruit instantly erupted with terrifying power.
"Kacha! Kacha! Kacha!"
The power of lightning instantly erupted. Those who wanted to escape were instantly struck by lightning and killed. The Thunder Fruit combined with the Lightning Emperor's damage, causing a terrifying 110,000 damage.
He was smashed into pieces on the spot, charred, and his body was gone. It was even more terrifying than before.
110,000 damage, and there was no critical hit. Everyone was dumbfounded. There were even a few players who thought that their damage was relatively high and that their critical hits could reach nearly 5,000. Now that they saw it, they felt like they were retarded.
There was almost no difference.
In an instant!
Fear filled everyone's hearts!
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