Meiman: I have a quantum body

Saint-level mid-level fighters can usually exert a strength of 200 million catties;

Saint-level top-rank warriors can usually exert a strength of 300 million catties;

Saint-level warriors can usually exert a strength of 1000 million catties! .

Chapter 440

"Come here, pour me wine!" Jiu Dali suddenly shouted loudly.He felt that he couldn't beat the opponent with his current strength of six thousand catties, but he could barely hold the opponent, so Jiu Dali planned to use wine to relieve his strength and increase his strength to defeat the opponent!

"The wine is here! Brother Jiu is here!" A burly man in golden clothes next to Jiu Dali immediately took out a jug of wine and poured it into Jiu Dali's mouth in large quantities. After a while, the jug of wine was thrown away. It's over.

"Pour it again!" Jiu Dali ordered, and then another strong man in gold came over with a wine jar and poured wine into Jiu Dali's mouth~.

After a while, Jiu Dali was already in the state of being slightly drunk, and his strength was also raised to a higher level of seven thousand-jin strength!

This time, Wukong obviously felt that Jiu Dali's strength had increased, and he and him were deadlocked for almost 2 minutes, so he planned to fight quickly!

"Hey ah ah ah!" Wukong's eyes suddenly changed, and he roared with an exaggerated expression, and at the same time his two left hands moved slowly towards Wukong's side.

With a "snap", both left hands hit the stone platform at the same time, and Wukong won!

After a stalemate for almost 2 minutes, Wukong finally "barely" won!

When everyone saw that Jiu Dali, who was full of strength, lost to a seemingly weak boy, they couldn't help being very surprised.

"Fufuhu, I won, pay!" Wukong said vigorously to the wine while panting heavily.

"It really is a hero born a boy! I, Jiu Dali, bow down!" Jiu Dali made a rough salute with fists clasped.

After finishing speaking, Jiu Dali stretched out his hand to the pile of silver coins on the small stone platform in front of his chest, roughly divided the silver coins into two with his hands, and pushed half of them towards Wukong, The remaining half was quickly put into his arms, and then he got up and left as soon as possible.

"Let's go!" As soon as he finished speaking, Jiu Dali walked towards the crowd, followed by four or five strong men in gold clothes.Seeing Jiu Dali approaching, the crowd consciously moved to both sides, making way for these strong men in gold clothes.

When Jiu Dali left, it meant that the arm-wrestling gamble was over, so after Jiu Dali left, the surprised people also dispersed to all directions, discussing while dispersing.

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And Wukong beside the stone platform was smiling slightly while counting the silver coins.

After a while, this small pile of silver coins has been counted, a total of 120 silver coins!

Logically speaking, Wukong should have won [-] silver coins, but Jiu Dali thought it was troublesome to count the money, and he was ashamed of losing the competition, so he paid Wukong almost half of the silver coins and left in a hurry.In other words, the extra [-] silver coins were a big deal for Wu Blank!

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After counting the silver coins, Wukong carefully put them into his arms.Ho!These 120 silver coins are really heavy!

It was getting late, and after the more than 100 people had dispersed, the number of people in this market also decreased by half.After a while, Wukong also left the market and came to a wide avenue.

All Wukong has to do now is to return to the Drunken God Tower.

Since this is the first time to come to the main city, Wukong is not familiar with the place, so Wukong asked passers-by about the direction of the Zuishen Tower, and not long after, he returned to the Zuishen Tower and...

Chapter 441

"It's all the good deeds of that thief today, so I can't have a dinner until now. Now that I have the money, I must make it up to myself!" Thinking of this, Wukong walked quickly into the drunken room. In the shrine.

Speaking of which, it's time for dinner, so there is still a crowd of people in front of Zuishen Tower at this moment.

When Wukong walked into the Drunken God Building, the waiter from the former "[-]" building quickly trotted over and said respectfully: "Guest officer, you are finally back, may I ask whether you want to stay at the top or stay at the restaurant?"

Wukong glanced around the interior of Zuishen Tower and asked, "Are there any spare rooms here?"

Xiao Er pointed to the fourth floor and replied: "Our entire fourth floor is for people to stay. There are twenty rooms in total, and now only the last two rooms are left! Usually there are not so many guests, I heard that tomorrow is the day when Darkmoon Pavilion will hold a five-year recruiting conference. It is probably because of this reason that the business in the restaurant is so good today! By the way, guest officer, judging by your appearance, you are also here Are you going to participate in the recruiting meeting of Dark Moon Pavilion tomorrow?"

Wukong said: "Second brother, you are right. I am not from the main city. I did come here to stay here for one night just to participate in the recruiting conference of Dark Moon Pavilion tomorrow. By the way, I will stay here How much per night?"

Xiao Er replied: "The rooms in this restaurant are divided into three types: upper class rooms, middle class rooms and lower class rooms. The remaining two rooms, one is upper class room, and the price for one night stay is five silver coins. ; The other is a medium room, and the price for one night is four silver coins, which one do you want to live in, sir?"

Wukong thought for a while, and felt that he could save as much as he could, so he replied: "Then arrange a medium room for me!"

Xiao Er bent slightly and stretched out his hand, and replied with a smile: "Okay! Guest officer, please!"

After a while, Wukong followed Xiao Er to the third floor, found a room, and put down the luggage that he had carried all day.

Wow, I feel so relieved!

After putting down the luggage, Wukong ordered Xiao Er to bring some good dishes, and when the dishes came, Wukong ate hungrily and eagerly...

After dinner, it was already dark, and after Xiaoer cleaned up the dining table, Wukong began to meditate and practice.After all, today I have been on my way all day without doing any training...  

Through the cultivation method of meditation, although it is basically impossible to practice body and weapon methods, it is a very good cultivation method for cultivating mental methods.

Wukong kept meditating and practicing like this, and two hours passed without knowing it, and the time had passed to around eleven o'clock at night.

And at this time, it should be time to go to bed, because Wukong has been driving for a day, and now he is meditating until midnight. If he doesn't rest, he may not be very energetic tomorrow morning.

"It's late, it's time to go to bed, and I have to attend the recruiting meeting of the Dark Moon Pavilion tomorrow morning." Wukong thought to himself, and then slowly opened his eyes, luck ended his meditation practice.

It's already eleven o'clock at night, as the so-called dead of night is 3.5, almost no sound can be heard in the entire Drunken God Building.

The wooden window was always closed, and Wukong felt a dull feeling, so he walked to the window sill and slowly opened the wooden window.

Through the window sill, Wukong inadvertently saw a group of men in black walking towards the Zuishen Tower on the avenue not far from the Zuishen Tower! .

Chapter 442

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The more he thought about it, the more he felt that they might be a group of thieves. Wukong then carefully closed the doors and windows, walked to the wooden bed and put the bag containing clothes and a hundred silver coins on the innermost side of the wooden bed.

After putting away the belongings, Wukong immediately lay down on his side facing the door, and put the Dugu Lancet behind him.

"Papa papa!" Wukong had just lay down for less than five seconds, when suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door from his room door.

Said that the knocking sound was not light, because Wukong could clearly hear the knocking sound into his ears; said that the knocking sound was not heavy, because the sound made by the knocking sound was just right, it seemed to be just It is the same as deliberately not letting people outside the house hear it so that people inside the house can hear it.

"Who will knock on my door at this time?" Wukong felt a sense of wonder in his heart.

Logically speaking, this is definitely not the restaurant waiter knocking on the door, because the restaurant waiter will not disturb the guests at this time, and the restaurant waiter will only knock on the door politely and not rudely.

This is not the group of men in black knocking on the door, because they were still a certain distance away from the Zuishen Tower when Wukong saw them just now, and they should not have rushed to the Zuishen Tower in such a short time, and arrived This fourth floor is even more impossible!

In that case, who would be knocking on the door?

Could it be that the person knocking on the door has something to do with that group of men in black?

Thinking about it, Wukong got up from the wooden bed, holding the scabbard of Dugu Lancet tightly with his left hand, and the handle of Dugu Lancet with his right hand, and walked softly and slowly behind the door.

"Help! Open the door!" A deep voice came from outside the door.At the same time, the sound of knocking on the door came into Wukong's ears, but the sound of knocking on the door became smaller and lighter. It may be that the knocker has no strength, or it may be the sound of knocking on the door. The person lowered his strength in order not to let others hear.

Wukong inside the door suddenly realized: Could it be that the people outside the door are being hunted down by those masked men in black, so he escaped to me?Master said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Besides, those masked men in black don't seem like good people... Forget it, I, Monkey King, will go all out this time!

Driven by justice and curiosity, Wukong immediately opened the door without hesitation!

Sure enough, the knocker was hunted down here!It can be known from his blood-stained black costume, messy black hair, and pale face.

Seeing that the owner of room 547 finally opened the door, the young man in black immediately stepped in and quickly closed the door.

"Little brother, I was hunted down by someone, and now I want to hide with you for a while, and I hope that my little brother will not reveal my whereabouts!" The young man in black hurriedly said this sentence, and then he made a clasping ceremony , Before Wukong could respond, he quickly rushed towards the window sill.

At the same time, the lobby on the first floor of Zuishen Building.

In the dark and silent lobby on the first floor, twenty masked men in black were looking around, as if looking for a certain target.

Yes, what they were looking for was the young man in black who hid in Wukong's room.

Chapter 443

When the twenty masked men in black tracked to Zuishen Tower, they suddenly found that the young man in black had disappeared.However, they saw that the window sills of Zuishen Building were open, and which restaurant would open the window sills in the middle of the night?

When they approached the window sill, as expected, they found a trace of fresh blood on the window sill.

So there is no doubt that the twenty masked men in black knew that the young man in black had hid in this restaurant, so they jumped over the windowsill and followed him in.

To talk about the origins of these twenty masked men in black, one has to mention a special profession in the ancient empire——killer!

Killers generally belong to a certain killer organization. Of course, there are very few killers who do not belong to any killer organization.

Since the vast majority of killers belong to killer organizations, these killer organizations have specially formulated a killer hierarchy for the management needs of the organization:

Killer levels are divided into five levels from low to high: primary killer, intermediate killer, advanced killer, top killer, and super killer.

A killer whose strength is at the iron level is awarded the title of Junior Killer;

Assassins whose strength is at the Bronze level will be awarded the title of Intermediate Assassin;

An assassin whose strength is at the silver level will be awarded the title of Senior Assassin;

A killer whose strength is at the gold level, won the title of top killer;

A killer whose strength is in the realm of diamond level, won the title of super killer!

As for why these killer organizations don't set a level for killers whose strength is in the realm of the holy level, it is because in the killer world of the Great Ancient Empire, there has not been a killer whose strength is in the realm of the holy level for more than 1000 years. !

Therefore, for the management needs of the organization, these killer organizations have long since canceled the title of the sixth-level killer-the ultimate killer.

The levels of killers are different, so their status in the killer world and the level of commissions they charge are naturally different.

The twenty masked men in black who appeared in the lobby on the first floor of the Drunken God Building at this moment, their identities are killers, and all of them are high-level killers with good strength!

What is surprising is that among the twenty killers, there are seventeen senior killers and three top killers!

Just imagine, a person who has the ability to invite eighteen senior killers and three top killers, what a terrifying mastermind behind the scenes!

"Boss, there is a candlelight upstairs!" A senior assassin found the faint candlelight upstairs when he looked up, and then whispered a report to one of the top killers.

"The two stay downstairs, and everyone else goes upstairs!" The killer leader pointed to the fourth-floor pavilion, which was about 20 meters high, and ordered decisively.

". 々 Follow orders!" After hearing the leader's order, more than a dozen killers rushed to the stairs and hurried upstairs.

"Whoosh!"