"What are you doing back here? It seems that you still want to stay. Is it all here? " Yue Zhonghai frowned. Huang ER and Zhang Laosan were angry, waiting for the old man to say something to teach him a lesson.
"I have no place to go. The gold you gave was stolen. If you transfer money to me, there will be no such thing Old man Yang sat down on the threshold“ I have no choice but to come back now. If you want me to go, give me a new house. I don't want any more. Or I'll die here! "
"Then I'll help you!" Yue Zhonghai took two steps to collect old man Yang's collar. Old man Yang exclaimed, throwing all the dishes and chopsticks on the ground. Yue Zhonghai slapped his face twice. The painful old man Yang covered his face and howled miserably.
"NIMA, if you don't show me how powerful I am, you really think I'm a kitten." Yue Zhonghai whipped old man Yang down and said angrily, "call the police station and ask someone to catch him to wake up. If you can't, sue him for blackmail. "
"Shoot me, shoot me. You rich people don't treat us poor people as human beings. Let's have a look. I can't live. I'll die here right now. " Old man Yang got up from the ground. Make it look like you want to hit the wall.
Yue Zhonghai looked at him with a sneer. They didn't hold him at all, or they were panicked because he was going to hit the wall. The little girl was still taking a video camera, looking at the circus. Old man Yang was stunned. He didn't want to hit the wall.
"Why don't you hold on. Otherwise, when the police come, they'll take you to a place where you don't need money. " The cold road of Yue Zhonghai.
"Shall we help him?" Zhang Laosan said seriously.
"You Zhang Laosan sat down on the ground. Don't put on a life and death posture any more“ I'll go. I'll go. You don't have to trouble the police. "
Looking at Yang Lao Wu leaving with his luggage on his back, Yue Zhonghai shook his head“ Such people are spoiled for bullying and fearing the hard. I'm afraid of death when I say I want to die
Yue Zhonghai returns to Jinshan Hotel. In the evening, I started with the stone I got from Yang Laowu's yard. Three women and Yue Zhonghai are in the Phoenix match, watching the stone smashed, and a big washbasin fire comes out of it. Fortunately, in the Phoenix match, Yue Zhonghai soon followed the power of the Phoenix match. Suppress the fire and circle it in a small space.
"It's powerful. What a flame it is." Zhang Mingyue looks pale. Zhang Qingyu and Lin Yuqiong have the same face.
"Nanming leaves the fire, tut tut. Even immortals have to retreat. " Yue Zhonghai's face was full of joy“ It happens that we have the ice silk of ten thousand years, and the shell of the red lotus fire. It's enough to refine a few Nanming lids. "
"What's the difference between Li Huo in Nanming and ye Huo in Honglian?" As soon as Zhang Qingyu spoke, she knew she had asked a silly question.
"It's a lot worse. It's a grade worse than honglianyehuo. But this is also the level of natural materials and local treasures. " Yue Zhonghai felt his chin. He had planned to refine the Jiulong fire shield in the three days. Four of them, of course. As for xiayuhe, I need xiayuhe's help.
Yue Zhonghai is sure to refine these materials into Xianbao. But now they can't use it even if it's refined. It can only be refined into the best magic weapon. However, it can be upgraded to Xianbao in the future. Yue Zhonghai is also ready to let Xia Yuhe replace the magic weapon that they can't upgrade to Xianbao with Xianshi. It's useless to warm these things.
But now we have to go out and drive. I've agreed with Wen Xiangdong that I'll come and get the feather wood and gold ingot away tonight. Before the Phoenix match, Yue Zhonghai saw the Matsushita sisters with the Japanese nuns assembling the little flying boats. There are also five small flying boats built here.
The nuns of the Japanese nationality were on the boat today. They saw the scene that the nuns of the Japanese nationality were slaughtered. There was no sadness in their hearts. There is a sense of disdain for those who have been slaughtered. In their hearts, they have nothing to do with the Japanese. They have recognized a creator as their master. Of course, it will take a lot of time for this master to evolve into a creator like existence.
But it's nothing. They have plenty of time. In their view, following the master, it is easy to become a God with heaven and earth. With this idea, they look at the slaughtered Japanese as if they saw others run over a few ants. Still secretly disdain those Japanese friars in the heart. Without that ability, I still want to do such a big thing. I'm not looking for my own death!
After Yue Zhonghai returned to the Dragon Valley, he was pulled to an underground fortification by Wen Xiangdong. Yue Zhonghai did not ask where it was. He threw out the gold ingot and feather wood he had brought. Wen Xiangdong's eyes are straight.
The value of feather wood is known by Wen Xiangdong, but there is no intuitive concept. But the gold ingots in front of us have a great visual impact. Even if he was so calm, he had the impulse to rush up and roll with a piece of gold ingot.
"Mr. Yue, you can throw these things out. It's really... "Wen Xiangdong didn't know what to say.
"I'm a monk, and money is not very useful to me. The businesses I'm doing now are just doing things. You can't do nothing. Now I find it easy to want money. " Yue Zhonghai also admired his magnanimity and looked at money like dirt.
But on second thought, Yue Zhonghai found that it was not such a thing. That's because he's rich, too much money to spend. And it's so easy to get money. That's how money is treated as dirt. If he doesn't have money, try it!
"Mr. Yue, did you teach them a lesson about those magic sticks last time?" Wen Xiangdong's mood calmed down at this time. I think about that day“ The next day, the villains seemed to be chased by evil spirits, so they got on the plane and went back in a hurry. "
"Ah, I've taught them a little lesson to understand that this is not the West. The God of light they are talking about has no effect here. " Yue Zhonghai said with a proud smile, "it is estimated that next time they come back, they will be much more cautious."
That day, a magic wand in that room returned to the hotel. Of course, first he had a big meal, took a bath and prepared to go back the next day. They all had the same dream at night, that is, they were taken to hell by the ghost messenger and treated with a whip.
These sticks thought they were dreaming. But after being kicked back by the rest ghost. I was awakened by the pain from my dream. It was found that there were traces of whip on their backs.