NOVEL SIMPLE The Reiki Era of the Powerful
Chapter 284 I Bought Your Coffin
Chapter 284 I Bought Your Coffin
Early in the morning, Li Chongshan received a message from Yan Lvge.
Yan Lvge: I bought your coffin.
Li Chongshan and Yan Luge had previously contacted through the communication background of the Blackstone Research Institute, and he did not have the personal contact information of the director at all. Now when he suddenly saw the information, he instinctively thought that it was another relative of his family who was in the dark. Curse my own father who has a cerebral infarction.
What is "I bought your coffin"? !Knock you!Do you want to buy a coffin for my dad?
The second-generation ancestor was furious, and replied without moving his mind: You stepped on a horse to buy it back and use it as a bed board, right?I wish you and your family a good night's sleep!
However, as soon as these words were sent out, Li Chongshan suddenly became sober.
Just like when he instinctively hugged the thigh of the Blackstone Research Institute back then, now with an unscientific sixth sense, he keenly feels that there seems to be a star of death flickering above his head.
coffin……
In addition to the coffin slabs of his parents and ancestors, his family also has a more famous coffin - a mummy that was stolen last night and was suspected to have been resurrected was contained in the coffin.
And the person who will send him a message mentioning the coffin of the pharaoh...
Li Chongshan came back to his senses with a slow reaction, almost out of his body in fright, and sent supplementary instructions at an unprecedented speed.
Li Chongshan: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, big brother, I didn't scold you, I really didn't scold you.
Li Chongshan: "Sleeping happily" is my sincere blessing!Sleeping on the coffin board is really comfortable!Especially in summer, it is very cool!
Li Chongshan: I slept in it when I was a child!Do not believe you look!
Li Chongshan: Send the file [The whole process of being beaten by my father when I was sleeping with a coffin board when I was a child.rar]
As if to prevent Yan Luge from being disbelieved, he also packed a bunch of childhood photos and sent them over with a desperate mentality of exposing his black history, to prove that he had really slept on a coffin board before, and he must sleep even with his father's slap on his face. This proves that "sleep well" is not empty words but a sincere blessing. Even if you can't understand it due to cultural differences, please be tolerant...
Yan Luge looked at the series of words and a compressed package, and fell into a long silence.
His face was cloudy and uncertain, and he raised and lowered the hand that was going to teach his son along the network cable, raised and lowered...
Are you angry?He didn't seem so angry, and even wanted to laugh a little.
Don't get angry?It seems a little angry again, after all, they have been ridiculed.
It's like the boss just received the wrong "Boss Shabi" from the employee in the middle of the night, and then received a forced excuse with a strong desire for survival: "I forgot to put punctuation marks. Wisdom is rarer! Sea, smaller than the boss's heart!'".
It's not that Yan Luge is angry, nor is it that he is not angry. Thousands of words finally turned into a sentence of emotion.
——Where did I get such a wicked son? !
It's better to be the godson, Old Zheng. Although he is a little shrewd, he is at least a normal human being.
Fortunately, Li Chongshan is also a little clever.
He tried to quickly get to the point, and turned the topic before the boss held him accountable.
Li Chongshan: Boss, big brother, do you want to buy the mummy of Su Er VII?
Yan Luge took a deep breath, and followed the topic: Yes.
Li Chongshan replied without hesitation: No problem!
Can he say no to sell?
Not to mention that the mummy had been "stolen", it was suspected of being resurrected, inciting his uncle to do a series of things.
Li Chongshan has self-knowledge. His Midnight Explorers Club is doing publicity. It’s okay to block the pollution video, but it’s not necessary to deal with the really dangerous supernatural creatures. He has no such skills at all.
Therefore, for him, the resurrected mummy of Suer VII was no longer a fortune, but an extremely dangerous hot potato.
Don't say that Yanluge is "buying", even if he doesn't buy it, he wants to hug Yanlvge's thigh and ask him to take this scary thing away.
Yan Lige replied in seconds: OK.
Half a minute later, Li Chongshan's cell phone rang again.
Li Chongshan looked down and was dumbfounded.
It was a large transfer reminder from the bank, and the amount received was 100000 Blackstone coins.
It is equivalent to 10 billion yuan in Tianzhou currency, or 8 million Nile coins-the currency exchange rate between Tianzhou and Nile Federation is stable at 1:0.8 all year round.
The remitter is the Blackstone Research Institute.
Li Chongshan wiped his eyes, and counted zero twice in a row to make sure that he was right.
He hesitated to send a message to Yanluge: Uh, boss, according to last year's antique value assessment report, the mummy of Su Er VII is not worth that much money.
This kid is quite honest.
Yan Lige replied casually: Don't use the price of ordinary antiques to measure extraordinary creatures.I didn't cheat you, and I didn't give too much.
Most of the time, he is a very well-behaved person. He pays the bill when he buys other people's things, and loses money when he smashes other people's things.
A spirit with fifth-level strength is "priceless" in terms of its real value. If it is auctioned publicly, I believe that those extraordinary organizations backed by the country can make jaw-dropping prices one by one. sky-high price.
However, Yan Luge is more willing to treat spirits like Su Er VII with the attitude towards intelligent life. The money paid to Li Chongshan at this moment is not so much the payment for goods, but actually closer to the compensation paid for the release of the ownership of the coffin. .
Simply put, he ransoms for Zur VII.
Of course, as a big and successful businessman, Yan Lvge would definitely not let himself suffer.
At this moment, he had left the forest and ran to the nearest city, Poti, where he was driving a heavy motorcycle he picked up along the empty streets while waving a contract that had just been printed out.
The contract was typed out by Bai Lu Hei at a printing shop on the side of the road, for which he also paid 10001 Nile coins - 1 Nile coin is the printing fee, and 10000 Nile coins are the result of his kicking the printing shop. Lost money behind the door.
"Xiaoqi, I redeemed your body for you. From today onwards, you are free."
"But you owe me 10 billion! 10 billion! Do you know that?"
"From now on, just honestly help me to work part-time to pay off my debts. The money you owe me will be deducted from your monthly salary!"
While driving like lightning, Yan Luge yelled at the top of his voice, using the ancient Nilotic language he had just learned, which attracted the awakened residents in the buildings on both sides to look over their heads, but most of them could only watch him walk away from the dust. The back view, the arrogant roar of the exhaust pipe, and the strange and strange language of chattering.
Those who know him know that this is the real richest man in the world, while those who don't know him just think that this is a madman who bombs the streets late at night.
"Look, I've drawn up the loan contract, come here and sign it!" Yan Luge laughed, but his body suddenly let go of his hands, leaned back, and lay on the motorcycle with his arms outstretched. .
boom--
A whip shadow mixed with lightning suddenly appeared in the sky.
The icy golden coffin suddenly appeared in front of Yanlvge, standing in mid-air, waving at Yanlvge with a white bone snake whip in his hand.
However, because of Yan Luge's evasive movements as if predicting, those whip shadows passed over Yan Luge's head and fell on the deserted asphalt road.
Clear cracks opened on the ground.
Wind and thunder surged around Su Er VII, and the snake roared silently around it like a tornado.
The motorcycle under Rhythm's feet maintained its forward momentum, and passed under Su Er VII at an extremely fast speed.
When sliding right under King Sur VII, Yan Luge suddenly let go, and the page of the contract document in his hand was blown up by the tornado formed by the snake shadow, whirling along the wind direction around the "Pharaoh" for a while, and finally It was slapped on its face.
"Hey, looking at you like that, you don't know how to sign, so let's do a fingerprint...a facial pattern."
(End of this chapter)
Early in the morning, Li Chongshan received a message from Yan Lvge.
Yan Lvge: I bought your coffin.
Li Chongshan and Yan Luge had previously contacted through the communication background of the Blackstone Research Institute, and he did not have the personal contact information of the director at all. Now when he suddenly saw the information, he instinctively thought that it was another relative of his family who was in the dark. Curse my own father who has a cerebral infarction.
What is "I bought your coffin"? !Knock you!Do you want to buy a coffin for my dad?
The second-generation ancestor was furious, and replied without moving his mind: You stepped on a horse to buy it back and use it as a bed board, right?I wish you and your family a good night's sleep!
However, as soon as these words were sent out, Li Chongshan suddenly became sober.
Just like when he instinctively hugged the thigh of the Blackstone Research Institute back then, now with an unscientific sixth sense, he keenly feels that there seems to be a star of death flickering above his head.
coffin……
In addition to the coffin slabs of his parents and ancestors, his family also has a more famous coffin - a mummy that was stolen last night and was suspected to have been resurrected was contained in the coffin.
And the person who will send him a message mentioning the coffin of the pharaoh...
Li Chongshan came back to his senses with a slow reaction, almost out of his body in fright, and sent supplementary instructions at an unprecedented speed.
Li Chongshan: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, big brother, I didn't scold you, I really didn't scold you.
Li Chongshan: "Sleeping happily" is my sincere blessing!Sleeping on the coffin board is really comfortable!Especially in summer, it is very cool!
Li Chongshan: I slept in it when I was a child!Do not believe you look!
Li Chongshan: Send the file [The whole process of being beaten by my father when I was sleeping with a coffin board when I was a child.rar]
As if to prevent Yan Luge from being disbelieved, he also packed a bunch of childhood photos and sent them over with a desperate mentality of exposing his black history, to prove that he had really slept on a coffin board before, and he must sleep even with his father's slap on his face. This proves that "sleep well" is not empty words but a sincere blessing. Even if you can't understand it due to cultural differences, please be tolerant...
Yan Luge looked at the series of words and a compressed package, and fell into a long silence.
His face was cloudy and uncertain, and he raised and lowered the hand that was going to teach his son along the network cable, raised and lowered...
Are you angry?He didn't seem so angry, and even wanted to laugh a little.
Don't get angry?It seems a little angry again, after all, they have been ridiculed.
It's like the boss just received the wrong "Boss Shabi" from the employee in the middle of the night, and then received a forced excuse with a strong desire for survival: "I forgot to put punctuation marks. Wisdom is rarer! Sea, smaller than the boss's heart!'".
It's not that Yan Luge is angry, nor is it that he is not angry. Thousands of words finally turned into a sentence of emotion.
——Where did I get such a wicked son? !
It's better to be the godson, Old Zheng. Although he is a little shrewd, he is at least a normal human being.
Fortunately, Li Chongshan is also a little clever.
He tried to quickly get to the point, and turned the topic before the boss held him accountable.
Li Chongshan: Boss, big brother, do you want to buy the mummy of Su Er VII?
Yan Luge took a deep breath, and followed the topic: Yes.
Li Chongshan replied without hesitation: No problem!
Can he say no to sell?
Not to mention that the mummy had been "stolen", it was suspected of being resurrected, inciting his uncle to do a series of things.
Li Chongshan has self-knowledge. His Midnight Explorers Club is doing publicity. It’s okay to block the pollution video, but it’s not necessary to deal with the really dangerous supernatural creatures. He has no such skills at all.
Therefore, for him, the resurrected mummy of Suer VII was no longer a fortune, but an extremely dangerous hot potato.
Don't say that Yanluge is "buying", even if he doesn't buy it, he wants to hug Yanlvge's thigh and ask him to take this scary thing away.
Yan Lige replied in seconds: OK.
Half a minute later, Li Chongshan's cell phone rang again.
Li Chongshan looked down and was dumbfounded.
It was a large transfer reminder from the bank, and the amount received was 100000 Blackstone coins.
It is equivalent to 10 billion yuan in Tianzhou currency, or 8 million Nile coins-the currency exchange rate between Tianzhou and Nile Federation is stable at 1:0.8 all year round.
The remitter is the Blackstone Research Institute.
Li Chongshan wiped his eyes, and counted zero twice in a row to make sure that he was right.
He hesitated to send a message to Yanluge: Uh, boss, according to last year's antique value assessment report, the mummy of Su Er VII is not worth that much money.
This kid is quite honest.
Yan Lige replied casually: Don't use the price of ordinary antiques to measure extraordinary creatures.I didn't cheat you, and I didn't give too much.
Most of the time, he is a very well-behaved person. He pays the bill when he buys other people's things, and loses money when he smashes other people's things.
A spirit with fifth-level strength is "priceless" in terms of its real value. If it is auctioned publicly, I believe that those extraordinary organizations backed by the country can make jaw-dropping prices one by one. sky-high price.
However, Yan Luge is more willing to treat spirits like Su Er VII with the attitude towards intelligent life. The money paid to Li Chongshan at this moment is not so much the payment for goods, but actually closer to the compensation paid for the release of the ownership of the coffin. .
Simply put, he ransoms for Zur VII.
Of course, as a big and successful businessman, Yan Lvge would definitely not let himself suffer.
At this moment, he had left the forest and ran to the nearest city, Poti, where he was driving a heavy motorcycle he picked up along the empty streets while waving a contract that had just been printed out.
The contract was typed out by Bai Lu Hei at a printing shop on the side of the road, for which he also paid 10001 Nile coins - 1 Nile coin is the printing fee, and 10000 Nile coins are the result of his kicking the printing shop. Lost money behind the door.
"Xiaoqi, I redeemed your body for you. From today onwards, you are free."
"But you owe me 10 billion! 10 billion! Do you know that?"
"From now on, just honestly help me to work part-time to pay off my debts. The money you owe me will be deducted from your monthly salary!"
While driving like lightning, Yan Luge yelled at the top of his voice, using the ancient Nilotic language he had just learned, which attracted the awakened residents in the buildings on both sides to look over their heads, but most of them could only watch him walk away from the dust. The back view, the arrogant roar of the exhaust pipe, and the strange and strange language of chattering.
Those who know him know that this is the real richest man in the world, while those who don't know him just think that this is a madman who bombs the streets late at night.
"Look, I've drawn up the loan contract, come here and sign it!" Yan Luge laughed, but his body suddenly let go of his hands, leaned back, and lay on the motorcycle with his arms outstretched. .
boom--
A whip shadow mixed with lightning suddenly appeared in the sky.
The icy golden coffin suddenly appeared in front of Yanlvge, standing in mid-air, waving at Yanlvge with a white bone snake whip in his hand.
However, because of Yan Luge's evasive movements as if predicting, those whip shadows passed over Yan Luge's head and fell on the deserted asphalt road.
Clear cracks opened on the ground.
Wind and thunder surged around Su Er VII, and the snake roared silently around it like a tornado.
The motorcycle under Rhythm's feet maintained its forward momentum, and passed under Su Er VII at an extremely fast speed.
When sliding right under King Sur VII, Yan Luge suddenly let go, and the page of the contract document in his hand was blown up by the tornado formed by the snake shadow, whirling along the wind direction around the "Pharaoh" for a while, and finally It was slapped on its face.
"Hey, looking at you like that, you don't know how to sign, so let's do a fingerprint...a facial pattern."
(End of this chapter)
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