Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

"It's a pity, there are too many constraints now, don't dare to be too reckless, otherwise, you can first go to the task of attacking the Obo Arms Company..." Wang Ye sighed abruptly, as a player, being deprived of the right to resurrection is a very uncomfortable thing, even if the resurrection requires a great price, it will provide players with endless confidence.

But Wang Ye now, although there is the existence of the undead substitute necromancy, but it is not an immortal body, as long as they are surrounded by people and killed many times in a row, and the blood trough of their undead contract is emptied, it will still be cool.

In contrast, when you are still a player, you have a high degree of freedom to act.

Looking at the approaching convoy, Wang Ye shook his head, cleared his messy thoughts out of his mind, jumped up, and jumped off the rooftop tens of meters high.

Wang Ye, whose physical attributes did not resemble those of a necromancer at all, flashed and moved on the protruding parts of the ruined building, and soon came to the ground.

As soon as he stood firm, a neat brake sound sounded not far in front of him, and a beam of high beams shone directly on Wang Ye's body, dispelling all the night around him.

Wang Ye narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand to block the strong light in front of him, and roared: "Do you still want to do business?" If you don't want to do business, get out of here!

After a few seconds of silence, several headlights shining on Wang Ye turned off one after another, and a big man in camouflage clothing walked out of the car one after another, holding various weapons and staring at Wang Ye with a fierce eye.

"Hahahaha, my honored guest, please don't be angry, of course we are here to do business with you!" The tattooed man got out of the car with a big smile, opened his hands, and slowly walked towards Wang Ye, seemingly ready to give Wang Ye a warm hug.

But obviously Wang Ye had no such intentions, standing motionless in place, the faceless mask blocking all his faces, making it impossible to distinguish his mood at this time.

"Goods." Wang Ye said cleanly, not meaning to be polite with the other party at all.

"Hi hi dear guest, don't worry, we have brought all the goods you want, but what about your money? Can you give me a look? The tattooed man did not have the slightest intention of stopping, opened his hands, and approached Wang Ye step by step.

Wang Ye frowned, slowly took out the mobile phone from his pocket, lowered his head and tinkered, and after calling up the dark web deposit account, he turned the mobile phone page towards the tattooed man who was slowly approaching him, "Do you see clearly?" The

tattooed man forcibly pressed the ecstasy in his heart, stretched his neck and said vaguely: "You zoom in, it's too dark, I can't see clearly."

Wang Ye's mobile phone page he could see clearly, the deposit of more than ten million, like the tail of a fox demon, constantly stirred his heart, making his heart beat faster.

Wang Ye did not intend to obey the other party's command, casually stuffed the mobile phone back into his pocket, and said coldly: "You take another step forward, this transaction is nullified." The

tattooed man's figure jerked, scratching his head and laughing twice, "Hehehe, respected guest, please forgive my rashness, I just came to the East Dragon Kingdom, I haven't learned all the customs here, in our Peria Federation, we have to give a hug before trading to show friendliness..."

Wang Ye waved his hand to interrupt the tattooed man's words, "I came out to trade without learning everything?" Is your Orbo arms company empty? The

tattooed Han Dynasty Wang Ye croaked his teeth and did not say anything more, but turned his head and gestured.

With a sound of baffle colliding, more than a dozen big men in camouflage uniforms carried eight large boxes, crossed the tattooed big man, and slowly walked towards Wang Ye.

Wang Ye looked at all this expressionlessly, without the slightest movement.

The

camouflage-robed man stopped three meters away from Wang Ye, put the large box he was carrying on the ground, and after obtaining the consent of the tattooed man, slowly opened it, and slowly retreated back, as if deliberately delaying time...

Wang Ye knew exactly what the other party was intending, but now was not the time to think about this, he slowly took a few steps forward, came to a large box, reached out and felt out a Tier 1 automatic rifle from it, and pretended to check it.

And in the secret, one by one, [Exploration Technique] was densely thrown out by him as if he didn't want money, and he checked the weapons in the boxes one by one.

A moment later, the corner of Wang Ye's mouth revealed an arc, and he threw the Tier 1 automatic rifle in his hand back into the box, and asked sharply: "What about the striker?" The

tattooed man was stunned, he didn't expect Wang Ye to discover the problem so quickly.

It stands to reason that the weapons that have been touched by them are all placed under the box, and it must take some time for Wang Ye to find out.

And time is what they need most right now.

Helplessly, the tattooed man could only say the lines that had been prepared a long time ago, "Hahaha, my respected guest, don't misunderstand, this is the most basic operation in arms trading..."

Without waiting for Wang Ye to reply, he turned his head and yelled: "You guys who don't have long eyes, don't hurry up and take the striker over!" A

strong man in camouflage clothes trotted to not far in front of Wang Ye, gently placed a paper package in his hand on the ground, and slowly opened it, revealing the striker wrapped inside.

With the help of the faint moonlight, Wang Ye roughly counted, and the amount was basically correct.

At this moment, a weak and inaudible voice suddenly came from the tattooed man's headset, "The surrounding area has been checked, and no living body has been found." The

tattooed Han Dynasty Wang Ye grinned, opened his hands, and strode towards Wang Ye, "Guest, since the goods have been inspected correctly, shouldn't you pay?" The brothers are still anxious to go back to have fun..." Wang

Ye licked his lips and said softly: "Looking for fun? No, you don't have a chance.

As soon as his words fell, five bone arrows whistled out from the high-rise buildings behind him, accurately hitting the five camouflage uniformed big men, and nailing them directly to the ground.

The tattooed man's pupils contracted suddenly, and he roared angrily, rushing towards Wang Ye at full speed.

Wang Ye smiled disdainfully, a level 15 martial artist couldn't even carry a blow [Nether Grip].

The majestic spiritual power penetrated through the body, and a hideous ghost claw quickly condensed beside Wang Ye.

The tattooed big man was not far from Wang Ye, and now he suddenly burst out with all his strength, rushed down, and soon stepped into two meters in front of Wang Ye, his originally angry expression suddenly changed, and a sinister smile climbed on his face.

Just when Wang Ye's Nether Grip was about to strike out, the tattooed man's figure blurred for a while, and instantly disappeared in place.

Wang Ye was startled, and when he was thinking quickly about what was going on, there was a squirming in the place where the tattooed man had just disappeared, and a corrective figure holding a double knife appeared from it....