Chapter 325 Deal

The robbery ultimately ended in failure.

Because no one thought of it.

Chu Ran also had a palm technique that dropped from the sky.

The Grip of the Abyss held all the tokens in its hand. Just seeing that huge palm made everyone present fall into despair, fearing that they would be beaten if they took another look.

"It's all up to you, what the hell did you come up with!"

Zhang Cheng fished Liao Ziying out of the blood-red liquid and couldn't help complaining: "If I had known, we would not have formed a group to snatch Xu Hongzhi, she must not be so perverted!"

Liao Ziying was so burned by the red liquid that her face was as red as if she had just taken a scalding hot bath.

She let out a sullen breath and said, "Who knows the result before you try it? Aren't you convinced by my words?"

Zhang Cheng was immediately speechless.

He had to admit that he had a little bit of disrespect for Chu Ran's abilities before.

What I was thinking in my mind was that Chu Ran was about the same level as them. They were all freshmen, but he was just a little more talented and a little better than Xu Hongzhi.

No matter how powerful this kind of genius is, until it fully matures, it can be suppressed by numbers.

Of course, as it turned out, he was half right.

This was just a competition. No matter how strong Chu Ran was, he was knocked out of his pocket by their sneak attack.

But knocking the bag off but not being able to take it away was the other half he never thought about.

"It's completely out of the question now. Let's wait for elimination."

Liao Ziying glanced at Chu Ran with a depressed expression.

Zhang Cheng sighed slightly and said no more.

At this moment, Chu Ran was still counting his belongings.

Although the waist bag has the strap cut off, it can still be used with a slight knot.

The only troublesome thing is the animal skin that was scratched by Liao Ziying.

More than a hundred tokens fell out of it, and there was really nothing left to hold at the moment.

Ever since, Chu Ran looked at the dejected freshmen representatives and clapped his hands: "Don't be stunned. Who still has pockets? Come out with some."

Hear this.

A group of freshmen representatives were dumbfounded.

"We don't have a token..." Someone said subconsciously before they could react.

"I know you don't have a token."

Chu Ran said: "If you have the token, why can't you think of coming to me to deliver food?"

Everyone laughed.

The assistant boy untied his belt bag and handed it to Chu Ran: "My belt bag has a large capacity, so it should be enough to hold it."

Chu Ran did not take the bag, but said: "You guys got rid of the things for me, and you still want me to pick them up myself? Hurry up and move."

The other party was stunned, and said, "Chu Ran, we can be regarded as surrendered prisoners of war, so give us some face."

"I won't kill the prisoners just to give you face."

Chu Ran sneered: "Why don't you still want me to entertain you with delicious food and drinks? Get up and work for me, and keep your hands clean. If anyone dares to steal my token, I will crush him to death."

Seeing the giant hand in the sky, no one doubted that Chu Ran was joking.

If you catch that thing, it can really crush them to death.

So everyone came over one after another, stuck their butts out and started picking up the tokens.

Even Zhang Cheng and Liao Ziying are no exception.

Seeing this, Chu Ran nodded with satisfaction, and then dispelled the Grip of the Abyss, and several belt bags with their straps cut off fell to the soles of his feet.

Soon after.

The remaining tokens were also collected, put into a pocket, and delivered to Chu Ran.

Chu Ran took the pocket bag and could hardly hang it on him.

Zhang Cheng said with envy on his face: "Chu Ran, do you want to discuss it? How about you sell two of our places?"

Chu Ran looked at him sideways: "You want to do business with me? How much money do you have?"

"It depends on what price you want." Zhang Cheng said matter-of-factly: "After all, this is just a competition. Ranking and promotion are indeed important, but it is not important enough to buy it at a sky-high price."

After a pause, he tentatively asked: "How about ten million?"

"Where are the beggars?" Chu Ran patted his pocket: "This is all the result of my hard work. You want to buy a place for 10 million? I will give you 20 million, you can sell it to me."

Zhang Cheng was embarrassed on the spot.

It's not that I was shocked by Chu Ran's 'richness', but I didn't expect Chu Ran to be so shameless.

What is the result of hard work?

At least two-thirds of your tokens were stolen, right?

Zhang Cheng himself was robbed.

Later, Xu Hongzhi snatched him away again.

After grabbing it, give it to Chu Ran.

Rounding up, he was robbed twice by Chu Ran.

Chu Ran's pockets were filled with money, and at least he had a share of the credit.

"Then...then 30 million?" Zhang Cheng was obviously too angry to speak out, and after holding it in for a long time, he only managed to raise the price.

Even Liao Ziying can't stand his worthless virtue.

She said: "I will give you something in exchange. You are so strong, you won't be interested in other gadgets, but you can definitely use the good stuff to save your life."

As she spoke, she took out a bottle of silver potion and shook it in her hand: "I'll trade this with you."

"What the hell?"

Chu Ran frowned and said, "Can this thing save my life?"

Liao Ziying snapped her fingers: "That's right. This thing can indeed save lives. Don't underestimate the wealth of our assassin profession. No one knows better than us when it comes to saving lives."

"I said, do you really want to trade it for a promotion qualification?"

Zhang Cheng seemed to recognize the bottle of potion and whispered: "Is there anything wrong with your mind?"

"It's just a bottle of miracle potion." Liao Ziying's words were very handsome, but her trembling voice was very embarrassing.

Miracle potion?

Chu Ran snatched the bottle of potion with his hand. After observing it for a few seconds, he asked, "What's the use? To make it lucky?"

"Of course not."

Liao Ziying shook her finger: "It's the lucky potion that makes you lucky, and the miracle potion is a treasure that allows you to create a miracle."

"Creating miracles? The idealistic kind?"

Chu Ran said: "According to what you say, this thing can be brought back to life?"

"That's not possible. Whether you die or someone else dies, miracle potion cannot resurrect the dead."

Liao Ziying looked at Chu Ran with a ridiculous look, and then said: "It can only create miracles within a reasonable range. Most people use it to have immortality temporarily."

"A miracle within reason?"

Chu Ran showed a knowing expression: "It is indeed an idealistic thing, so its usage should be very diversified."

"That's true, but the miracles that everyone can create are not the same, and the miracle potion is not omnipotent. Since its birth, the only thing that has been verified many times is immortality, although the manifestations of this immortality are all kinds of weird , but at least I can save my life.”

After Liao Ziying finished speaking, she looked at the bottle of potion eagerly: "For such a good thing, the global production is only two bottles every year... Is it not a loss if I trade it with you?"

Chu Ran looked at the liquid in the bottle, smiled, and then threw the brand new pocket to Liao Ziying.

"Deal."