The Super Universe Leveling Game

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pretend I didn't understand, but I really didn't understand. Can you say that again?" Oriental herring read books instead of newspapers.

It was the same private room that we had made an appointment to deal with the dwarf prince. However, there were a lot of people. I don't know whether they have hung up or not. There are only four people. But the Oriental herring has been shocked. There are still so many survived. He thought they were all dead.

On the paper comes the final feeling shallow, the judge's pen, a glance at the dim lights, reading books without reading newspapers. Brother 3 billion doesn't count. He's just a contact.

"According to the previous agreement, after killing the dwarf prince, you choose one of the items and divide the rest equally, don't you forget?" Reading without reading newspapers, staring at the Oriental herring, eyes are very bad.

"I remember." Oriental herring road.

"The dwarf Prince has already hung up. Is the object in your hand?" Read books without reading newspapers.

"Yes." The Oriental herring replied.

"How many?" Read books without reading newspapers.

"Two." Oriental herring.

"What are they?" Read books without reading newspapers.

"One is equipment, bow, dark gold, and the other is skill book, which is used by soldiers professionally." Oriental herring.

"You don't need either. If not, we decided to let you take one and divide the rest equally according to the agreement." Read books without reading reports.

"Do you think so?" The Oriental herring looks at the other three people with the same expression on their faces.

"I object." Looking back at the dim light, he said, "it's you who killed the dwarf prince, so you own the things. Other people have no right to distribute them."

"And you?" The Oriental Herring's eyes fell on the paper, and finally felt shallow and the judge's pen.

"If he had already announced that the team had been disbanded, I would not come here today, but Zhongjue Qian had not disbanded the team, then of course other people would have a share of the booty of killing the dwarf prince." The judge wrote.

"I'm neutral." It's a little awkward at the end of the paper.

It is a good thing to put these masters together and concentrate on doing things, but he overestimates his reputation. Few of them listen to him. They have their own ideas and plans in the war or now.

"Then there's nothing to say. The two of you are in favor of it, and the three of us are against it. If you lose, you can do whatever you want." Oriental herring at will.

Looking back at the dim light, the Little Pudding fruit and his own, just like another one.

"Oriental herring, do you think that the players who have been killed are not human?" Reading books without reading newspapers is cold.

"It's useless to put on a hat. If it wasn't for the herring, you'd all die. If you don't know how to be grateful, you'd still like to share the spoils. I'm really ashamed to be with you." The Little Pudding fruit finally couldn't help it.

"Rules are rules." Read books without reading newspapers.

"When you run for your life, why don't you say the rules? You are a soldier. You should stand in the upper position when you fight. You can't be clear," it's not right. " A look back at the dim lights, looking at the back of the two people left, a cold not Ding out of a word.