Time passed. In a secret base, Wang Fugui burst out, his face pale.
"These people are ruthless. They even managed to create a Virtual Godhead."
But what disgusted Wang Fugui even more was that, despite having seized such a good item, it did not belong to him.
The contract restricted him.
This was a commissioned item. If he swallowed it, his debt would increase tenfold based on the item's value.
That would let Chen Yi empty nearly half his treasury in one go.
"I'm out... Something big is coming."
Just as Wang Fugui flew out of the secret base, one Rank 7 and three Pseudo Rank 7s rushed out after him.
Same as always, never underestimate any Rank 7, even a Pseudo Rank 7.
As long as they had not used their restrictions, they were qualified to threaten you.
After two consecutive unavoidable reverse restrictions, Wang Fugui's health had already dropped to three-fifths.
The third Pseudo Rank 7's restriction gave Red Sun Organization members attacks that dealt True Damage. Even ants could bite an elephant to death when there were enough of them.
Not to mention that there was still a Rank 7 who had yet to use his restriction.
After briefly exchanging a few moves, Wang Fugui turned and fled without looking back.
There was no other reason.
The moment they met, Wang Fugui had used a restriction to take away the Virtual Godhead, driving the Red Sun Organization's Rank 7 completely insane.
He looked like a rabid dog, directly fighting Wang Fugui to the death.
He did not even defend against Wang Fugui's attacks, determined to tear off a chunk of flesh.
Wang Fugui had only earned ten Primal Crystals from this trip. Why risk his life?
Of course he ran.
Though Wang Fugui was fat, he was