My attributes have no limit

What's more, so much money and a lot of it were pocket money left to Zhou Heng by Zhou Heng's cousin. It was simply a fantasy for a fourth-level martial artist to earn more than one million.

"I'll let you go today. If you still want to find someone to come to me for revenge, I'm welcome at any time." Wang Qi looked at Zhou Heng on the ground and said.

Then they walked towards Brother Changmao's group. Each of these gangsters also had fearful expressions on their faces. Seeing Wang Qi approaching, their legs moved back unconsciously.

"Big brother, big brother"

"Let us go."

"Brother, we will give you the money too!"

"As long as you don't use our hands and feet!"

They all saw Wang Qi's actions just now. Although they often did this kind of thing like cutting off other people's hands and feet, when it actually happened to them, none of them were not afraid or frightened.

I am too lazy to talk nonsense with them. Since I want to give myself money, there is no reason to refuse.

"And you!"

Wang Qi saw that the Changmao who had just been beaten away by him was being carried over by several younger brothers. His breath was weak and his face was full of pain.

Wang Qi pointed at the long-haired brother. The warrior-level assets far exceeded those of a warrior.

Brother Changmao was still immersed in boundless pain at this time. He had been seriously injured by Wang Qi's power just now. When he heard Wang Qi's voice, he opened his eyes with some difficulty and looked at the younger brother beside him in confusion.

"Brother Changmao, he wants us to transfer all the money to him. He just took away all the alliance coins in Zhou Heng's account." At this time, a boy who knew the situation ran to Brother Changmao and said anxiously.

"This guy Zhou Heng is really damned, really damned! If it hadn't been for him, how could such a thing have happened? People like myself are no match for Wang Qi, and they definitely won't be able to keep their money." Brother Changmao felt regretful in his heart. If I had known better, I would not have agreed to Zhou Heng's request to help him deal with this Wang Qi.

Moreover, Zhou Heng was also mentally retarded to a certain level this time. He didn't even understand the opponent's strength, so he dared to seek revenge rashly, causing serious injuries to himself and so many brothers.

Wang Qi picked up the dagger that Brother Changmao had just dropped, played with it in his hand and walked to Brother Changmao.

"Hurry up, I don't have that much time to waste time with you!" Wang Qi said in a low tone.

As soon as Wang Qi finished speaking, these young men hurriedly took out their mobile phones, and then Wang Qi only heard the notification sound from his mobile phone.

Brother Changmao also had a look of pain on his face. He slowly took out his cell phone, occasionally touching the wounds on his body, grinning and gasping for air.

"Do you have storage space?" Wang Qi's voice reached Brother Changmao's ears.

Brother Changmao was so frightened that his heart trembled, and he replied humbly... "No, storage space is too expensive, I can't afford it."

Hearing this, Wang Qi gave Brother Changmao a disdainful look. He was really poor. Didn't he say that he could buy one at the warrior level? Do you know how to use the storage space? Why didn't he?

What Wang Qi didn't know was that for samurai, the price of the lowest storage space was also a very huge amount.

Moreover, daily practice also requires a lot of money. After buying a storage space, you will not be able to purchase the resources used for practice for a long time. Unless you have very generous funds, buying a storage space is simply a waste of money. The gain outweighs the loss.