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Chapter 821: Delinquent

Grinning, Zhang Feng couldn't help but reach out to Shallet and said, "Thank you for your lead today. I'll have the chance to help you catch an elite Abyss Eagle Guard."

"Forget it, I'll go to the pet store to check it out. I guess that so many pet eggs can hatch better pets." Charlet said with a wry smile.

"Uh, really don't want it?"

"don't want."

"Okay, this is what you said in person. Don't scold me for not talking about my loyalty at that time!"

"No." Shallette shook his head, then waved his hand to Zhang Feng and said, "See you next time."

"Okay." Zhang Feng also waved his hand and watched her leave on the spot with a smile.

After a moment of pause, just when Zhang Feng was hesitating where to go to level up, Qianqian suddenly came online.

At a glance, Zhang Feng's eyes shone, and at the same time he also remembered the mage holy artifacts from the Vampire Baron and the Blizzard War God.

It seems that Zhang Feng can use this to divert Qianqian's attention so that she will not be embarrassed about the meeting yesterday.

After making up his mind, Zhang Feng immediately contacted the Vampire Baron and the Blizzard War God to meet in the Teleportation Square of Magic City.

After nearly more than a minute, they arrived as scheduled and laughed at Zhang Feng as soon as they met.

To be honest, if there were no conflicts in Tianlie City last time, Zhang Feng and others, perhaps Zhang Feng would be happy with their friendly attitude.

However, now Zhang Feng knew that the two of them were not laughing from the bottom of their hearts, but had a smell of a knife hidden in their smile.

The thought flashed, and Zhang Feng couldn't help but get to the point: "Don't you bet on the two presidents? Haha, it seems that the bet for the last Tianlie City challenge has reached its deadline? If today goes by, tomorrow will be the fourth day."

"Uh, isn't this not over today?" The Vampire Baron turned his eyes and immediately said with a smile: "President Lu, you wouldn't turn against us for a mere holy artifact?"

"Tsk, just a holy-level artifact?" Zhang Feng rolled his eyes with contempt and said, "So there are many holy-level artifacts for President Baron? So... can you give me a few more? Of course, if you really can't afford it, it's the same."

"The Vampire Baron was speechless on the spot, and then pointed to the Blizzard War God and said, "You ask him, he must have brought a holy-level artifact like this."

"You..." The God of Blizzard's eyes glared, as if he had the urge to vomit blood. He took a deep breath and immediately hummed, "There is no holy artifact! There is one to die!"

"Uh." Zhang Feng's heart was sweating, and his teeth were itchy.

It seems that although the Blizzard War God was unhappy with the words of the Vampire Baron just now, his posture at this moment had already shown everything. Neither he nor the Vampire Baron could hand over the saint-level artifact of the Mage.

In this case, would Zhang Feng strangle them to death?

Of course, you can actually use gold coins to exchange them, but in the end, Qianqian will not be able to obtain the holy-level artifact.

Zhang Feng thought that no one could buy a holy artifact that even if you have money, no one would be so stupid to exchange gold coins unless they were too poor to eat.

The thought flashed, and Zhang Feng felt like they were a villain Zhang Feng, as if they had to please them if they wanted them to compensate for the holy-level artifact.

With a frown slightly, Zhang Feng couldn't help but feel a little unhappy: "So, no one of the two presidents has a saint-level magic weapon in their hands? Or do you not want to pay a saint-level magic weapon?"

"Of course there is no more!" The blood-sucking baron shrugged and said, "I think my true president of the Black Knights Guild. If there is indeed a saint-level magic weapon, will he still be in debt?"

"Yeah, it's not bad." Blizzard War God nodded in agreement, and he was still the posture that he wanted to have a holy-level artifact without killing his life.

Zhang Feng was speechless on the spot, so angry that he reached out to point his hand at the two of them and said, "I don't care anyway, I will limit you one day in the end. If you don't give it to the holy-level artifact, don't blame me for being rude."

"What do you mean?" The Vampire Baron frowned and said, "Does it be that you think the Dragon Knight Guild has been so awesome if it has recently acquired a few more low-level players?"

"Simply." Zhang Feng blinked his nails and blew his breath: "The total number of 1 million is no worse than that of your Black Knight and Paladin. Humph, if you want to count Qianqian's beauty, I don't think you dare to be arrogant!"

The Vampire Baron and the Blizzard God of War immediately stared at him in a state of depression.

The Blizzard War God was relatively calm, but the Vampire Baron couldn't help but get angry and said, "Zhang Sanlu, don't think that you are so powerful with Qianqian! I tell you, if the top four real presidents in the United States fight alone, you are the last one! Humph, do you really think that the world is invincible?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng looked at the Vampire Baron with great interest: "What, can you want to have another challenge? Then win back the lost holy artifact?"

"Come on here! I'm afraid of you!" The Vampire Baron's eyes widened even more, and he immediately said ruthlessly: "If you want to bet this time, you'll bet bigger. Let's put the venue in the system city. Your Tianlie City is too small and you can't accommodate so many players at all!"

"Haha, I think you are jealous of the ticket fees, right?" Zhang Feng smiled and said, "[     Fast Update] In the last game, our Tianlie City had net profits of tens of millions of gold coins. If we were to make a bigger trip this time, maybe hundreds of millions of dollars would not be a problem."

The Vampire Baron was speechless, and then he pushed the Blizzard War God and said, "You say something! Do you agree to him set the venue in Tianlie City?"

"Tsk, look at your promising prospect!" Blizzard War God gave him a contemptuous look and said, "Otherwise, the venue is located in Magic City, and the ticket revenue will belong to the winner at that time. If you, Zhang Sanlu, win, then the rest of the rent will belong to you, but if we win, we will be half the score."

"Okay." Zhang Feng nodded happily and said, "But in terms of betting, you can't afford to accompany the holy-level artifact after losing. Oh, I'm in a dilemma."

After a slight pause, Zhang Feng then jokingly said, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to bet on challenge with you. Why not directly promote the holy-level artifacts that your two genuine presidents owe Qianqian to Qianqian."

"This..." The faces of the Vampire Baron and the Blizzard God of War changed a little.

Zhang Feng thought that judging from Qianqian's popularity in the United States, if they really make a fuss, they will definitely be very depressed, and it can even cause a large number of players to withdraw from the club.

Three seconds later, the Vampire Baron suddenly asked, "Zhang Sanlu, aren't you afraid of me and the Blizzard God of War?" He took on this challenge if he had the ability."
Chapter completed!
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