Han Sen looked at Qin Xuan in surprise. Qin Xuan smiled and said, "Listen to me and go to Blackhawk. As long as you can make it, I promise Son of Heaven will not touch your family in the future."
"How can you promise that?" Han Sen stared at Qin Xuan with sharp eyes.
"Every time we fought, I recorded and observed your body information. I can tell you for sure that you have the talent to be a sniper or an archer, especially your ability to predict timing and psychology," Qin Xuan looked at Han Sen and said.
Han Sen did not speak, as he did not want to hear these compliments.
"As a soldier, in addition to being the stationmaster of the teleport station, I am also responsible for setting up a special squad.
I think you are the one I need.
As long as you join the squad, your family will be protected by the military.
I can tell you responsibly that as long as you become a member of the squad, Son of Heaven will not touch your family in any way outside the law."
Qin Xuan looked at Han Sen and said, "However, there is a prerequisite. You have to at least be admitted to Blackhawk before I can nominate you to join the squad."
Han Sen did not answer Qin Xuan immediately. After pondering for a moment, he looked at Qin Xuan and asked, "Can I know the nature of the squad?"
"No." Qin Xuan's answer was straightforward, without any hesitation.
"Give me some time. I need to think about it," Han Sen pondered.
"Okay, I still have time. You can take your time to think about it." Qin Xuan smiled, looking very confident.
Han Sen left the teleport station and rested at home for a day. He did not enter God's Sanctuary until the next afternoon.
Deliberately walking around Steel Armor Shelter, Han Sen put on his sacred-blood armor and returned to Steel Armor Shelter, which immediately attracted a lot of attention.
"Wow, it's Dollar … in real life …"
"Ha-ha, Dollar is here …"
"Dollar's angel is here …"
"Of all the people in First God's Sanctuary, I only admire Dollar."
The entire Steel Armor Shelter suddenly became popular. Although everyone knew that Dollar was in Steel Armor Shelter, they were still surprised to see him in person.
Han Sen didn't say anything and just walked towards the Martial Hall. Soon a lot of people gathered behind Han Sen. Those who had already participated in the competition followed Han Sen back to the Martial Hall. They all wanted to see Dollar fight.
Originally, the preliminary round was almost over, and there were only a few people left in the Martial Arts Arena. However, after Han Sen arrived, the Martial Arts Arena was filled with people again.
Han Sen glanced at the Martial Dao Tablet. There were still two groups before it was his turn to appear. He found a seat at the very front and sat down.
Not long after, Son of Heaven, Fist Guy, and Qin Xuan arrived. Son of Heaven stared at Han Sen, and if they were not in the sanctuary, he would have killed Han Sen already.
"Dollar, can we talk?" Qin Xuan walked to Han Sen and asked.
"What do you want to talk about?" Han Sen said in a hoarse voice.
"I want to invite you to join Steel Armor Gang. You can ask for anything," Qin Xuan said.
Yang Manli added, "If you are willing to join Bullseye, I can give you the position of leader. You were born to be an archer."
"Sorry, I am not interested in Steel Armor Gang, and I don't want to be an archer," Han Sen said.
"Dollar, I think we can talk. Let's just talk business. If you have meat or beast souls of mutant and sacred-blood creatures, I am willing to buy them at a high price. For example, the beast soul of bloody slayer." Fist Guy also squeezed in.
"I happen to have some mutant meat," Han Sen looked at Fist Guy and said.
Fist Guy's eyes suddenly lit up, "What mutant meat?
How many do you have? "
"It's a mutant bee. I've already dealt with it. There are around twenty or thirty of them," Han Sen said casually, but the people around him were shocked by what they had just heard.
"Twenty to thirty?
You didn't get a mutant hive, did you?
Where did you get it? "Fist Guy asked in disbelief.
"It doesn't matter where I got it. I just want to know if you are interested," Han Sen said.
"Yes, of course I am interested. If you really have it, I will buy them all," Fist Guy quickly said.
"Fist Guy, that's not right. What do you mean you will buy them all? Do you think Qin Xuan and I are dead?"
Son of Heaven snorted, looked at Han Sen and said, "One million each. I will buy them all."
"One million? Son of Heaven, you are looking down on me. I will pay 1.2 million each," Fist Guy suddenly shouted.
Son of Heaven stared at Fist Guy coldly and said, "1.5 million? Do you want to compete with me?"
"Just because I have more money doesn't mean I will pay. 1.6 million." Fist Guy did not want to be outdone.
"Don't rush to bid. I don't plan to sell this batch of mutant meat separately, nor do I plan to sell it for money," Han Sen said.
"What do you want?
Name your price. "
Although Son of Heaven wanted to kill Han Sen, there was no way he would let such a large amount of mutant meat fall into the hands of others, especially the rare bee type.
"I want to exchange this batch of mutant meat for an S section of the Saint Hall," Han Sen said calmly.
Hearing Han Sen's words, Son of Heaven and Fist Guy both looked embarrassed.
The Saint Hall was a martial arts research institution in the Alliance. Most of the popular hyper geno arts on the market were developed by the Saint Hall.
The Saint Hall would also sell some advanced hyper geno arts, but there were restrictions on the purchase, especially the S section, which was the most advanced. Even if you had the money, you might not be able to buy it. Ordinary people did not even have the right to buy it.
Han Sen wanted to buy an advanced hyper geno art for his mother and Yan to practice. Han Sen did not dare to reveal Jadeskin before he figured out the origin of this hyper geno art.
"Your price is too high. Two million each, and I will buy all your mutant meat. Our past grudges will be written off," Son of Heaven stared at Han Sen and said.
"Sorry, except for the S section of the Saint Hall, I don't want anything else. You can take your time to think about it." Han Sen stood up and walked to the Martial Hall. It was his group's turn.
Seeing Han Sen walk into the Martial Hall, his group suddenly looked bitter. They all felt that if they were in the same group as Dollar, they would have no chance to pass the preliminary round.