God-level funeral system

"Do you want to participate in the competition?" A steady voice came from the phone.

According to what Da Han said, their boss was looking for a master in the martial arts realm. Seeing that Zhang Chuan was so strong, he came up with an idea.

As long as you win the game, you can get a bonus of 100 million.And 10 yuan will be paid in advance.

"Of course, but there are still a few people here, how much do you want to redeem them." The voice was hoarse by changing the Adam's apple and compressing the cavity inside.

"It's just a few trash, even if you get rid of them, it doesn't matter." The indifferent words made the faces of the three lose their blood. "Even if I come back, I will kill them."

"However, since you can defeat them, your strength must be extraordinary." The conversation changed, and the middle-aged man's voice paused slightly, "I will give you 20, and after the success is achieved, I will give you another 100 yuan on top of the bonus." How about giving you [-] million?"

"Yes, address."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Chuan threw the phone to the three of them after finishing the call, "What should you do now?"

His eyes, as if looking at a dead person, crossed their bodies, bringing them back to their senses.

They didn't expect that their boss would do such a great job, and they felt angry and sad at the same time.

However, Zhang Chuan walked over, untied the ropes on them, and patted the shoulders of several people, which made the three of them puzzled. Did the murderous man in front of him suddenly lose his conscience?

"I'm not a devil, and I can understand your difficulties." He glanced at the wallet next to him. There were only a few crumpled banknotes in it, which were not enough for him to take a day's medicinal bath.

"So what do you mean..." Looking at him expectantly, Zhang Chuan smiled slightly, which made the big man feel relieved.

What a warm smile, the man in front of him is like a saint, his figure has become taller in their eyes, and the back is shining, so dazzling.

Tears welled up in their eyes, and the other party was able to forgive them. How broad-minded they are!

Seeing that the fire was almost done, Zhang Chuan gestured to the system that turned on the light behind him, and took out three pieces of paper, "It's not easy for everyone. Please sign these three pieces of paper. It is a promise not to come back to make trouble again." Come on, have a good meal and sleep when you get back."

Tears were about to come out of his eyes, he sucked his nose, the big man held back his tears, and signed the letter in blurred vision.

Quickly picked up the paper, Zhang Chuan nodded in satisfaction, "Then I will say goodbye."

Bowing to Zhang Chuan, the big man walked out the door, and they were ready to flee to a distant place to hide for a while.

"Host, if you really have you, it's a mess."

"That's not even half of yours, hahaha."

The two looked at each other and smiled. The letter Zhang Chuan was holding was clearly a contract.

[Wakanda Vibranium Mining Contract: Those who sign this agreement will be sent to the trial world to mine rare metals regularly, and will not receive any benefits in the trial world. The memory in the mission world will be cleared each time.And money will be provided as a benefit. The beneficiary: Zhang Chuan***] The string behind is the name of the system, but it has been hidden.

According to the system, this kind of contract can only provide a small amount of income. After all, the strength of the few of them is not strong. However, they finally settled their food expenses. Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are.

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Came to the agreed location, which is a seaport.

Zhang Chuan was wearing a black robe and an old mask on his face. It was produced by the system and must be a high-quality product. No one could see Zhang Chuan's appearance.

There is a warehouse in front of it, and many people have gathered here.

"Damn it, why haven't you started yet!" A young man with hair dyed green yelled in dissatisfaction. They had been blowing cold wind here for almost 10 minutes.

Someone glanced at him with contempt, and then silently wiped the sharp knife in his hand.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a suit came over, "Welcome everyone to participate in our competition, everyone should know about it."

"Who cares about you, I only came here when I heard that I can get money!" Brother Lumao couldn't bear it anymore, he didn't come here to listen to such nonsense, "One hundred thousand, it's not like you can participate if you want ?"

"Papa" The middle-aged man clapped his hands, and a group of men in black walked out from behind, carrying iron boxes in their hands.

"The money is inside." Stacks of banknotes were displayed in front of everyone's eyes, and greedy eyes licked them.

However, the iron box was closed, and facing everyone's eyes, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "I can give you the money, but the amount is not enough. Only those who can get it first."

The moment his words fell, someone attacked the person next to him.

The one who was the first to bear the brunt was the green-haired brother, who stabbed him with a sharp knife, and before he had time to react, he fell into a pool of blood, and a warrior was dealt with like this.

The chaos started, and everyone was already blushing for the 10 yuan.

All kinds of martial arts were launched, darts, pistols, and some people even threw Yonedako's directly on the spot, making people afraid to get close.

"Look at my Nine Heavens Thunderbolt God's Palm!" The simple Thunderbolt Palm was called a magical name by the other party, leaving Zhang Chuan a little speechless.

He turned around and kicked the opponent several meters away, before he fainted on the ground.

Those who come here are naturally warriors, and no warriors who don't have good eyesight dare to mix in.

The bystanders who were fighting looked at Zhang Chuan with a trace of fear in their eyes. To defeat someone who is also a warrior, he must have extraordinary skills.

Some people were a little farther away from him, except for some unbelievers, Zhang Chuan was much more relaxed.

The scuffle gradually came to an end. Some people let go after taking the opponent out of combat power, but some were bound to see blood every time, which could be said to be ruthless.

Most of them fell to the ground, and some tried to escape but were stopped by the men in black.

"Very good, everyone standing is far superior to others." The man in black handed the box to them, and the middle-aged man continued, "This is just a warm-up exercise, and the competition has just begun."

A luxurious cruise ship slowly sailed into the harbor.

"Now, everyone, please board the boat and start the competition officially."

Zhang Chuan, who took the box, followed the crowd and walked up slowly, the cold wind blowing his robe.

Looking behind, the loser is hammering the ground and crying bitterly. If it is not because of desperation, why would he participate in this kind of competition for 10 yuan?Of course, among them, there are some people who want to make quick money and take risks, but they don't have the strength to go anywhere.

They were all attracted by the one million bonus.

Walking into the boat, I was shocked by the luxurious layout inside. Delicious fruits and high-end drinks are placed on the table as if free of money.

On the other side, there was already a group of people who got on the cruise ship ahead of them.

The two sides stared at each other.