Very villainous heroines from all walks of life rely on me

(Help push the book shortage, push the book shortage, push the book shortage!)

(Say important things three times!!!)

(Thank you everyone!!!)

"It's not impossible to help me improve my strength, but we have to be gentle and not be so rude!"

Yan Qingqiu said shyly, she had tasted Jin and Guo for the first time, and she somewhat missed the taste that ate into the marrow of her bones.

"Yes! Ma'am!"

Zhang Sizheng smiled and got under the quilt.

Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night.

It was cloudy and sunny, the wind was sunny, and suddenly it rained cats and dogs in a blink of an eye.

Beautiful, wonderful! !

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At this time, the presiding courtyard behind the central hall of Juyi Temple.

For a while, the mage was smashing around in the room, throwing things and exhaling fragrance.

His face was flushed, beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, his eyes were full of anger and anxiety, he clenched his fists the size of sandbags tightly, and his nails had already sunk deeply into his palms among.

His breathing was very short and irregular, and his body and mind became very sharp and heavy, with obvious anger and dissatisfaction, and his body kept shaking.

"A bunch of trash on horseback is a bunch of trash!"

"I've been looking for it for almost two days, and I don't even have a trace of my golden image! Trash, a bunch of trash!"

"I'll fuck you! My golden avatar, woo woo~!"

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From noon yesterday, to this evening, the news that the golden statue of Juyi Temple disappeared out of thin air has spread throughout the entire city of Shangjing, and many officials, even the army, have been mobilized.

But even so, there was still no news at all, which made the mage couldn't help being furious for a while, and couldn't bear it anymore. Not only outside, he scolded all the bald disciples of Juyi Temple, and even a few of his own The brothers all sprayed it once, and all the treasures of certain ages in the house were smashed to pieces by him.

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The two bald-headed disciples outside the room, listening to the movement inside the room, shrank their necks every time the mage smashed a treasure.

"Master is really unlucky! Alas! No wonder he is like this!"

"Who says it's not! I heard that when the statue was cast, the golden statue, the master put all his property in it. It's only been less than a year now, and he didn't get it back, but the things are gone. Put it on me, I might be more angry than Master!"

"Oh! You will be angry when you are angry, but it's a pity to smash so many treasures. If you give me one, I can buy that more than 300 million Porsche sports car!"

"It's worthless when it's broken, but it's worth it when it's good! It's a pity!"

The two bald-headed disciples felt very sorry for what their master did, especially when he smashed the treasure. They gritted their teeth tightly, as if they smashed not the treasure of the mage, but theirs. baby.

"I know a collector. As long as the treasure is not too broken, he can restore it. Shall we go in and help out later, and clean up the pieces for Master?"

Disciple No. [-] bald head touched his shiny forehead, and suddenly thought of a good way.

"After the fragments are restored, how much can they sell for?"

The bald disciple No. [-] asked.

"It depends on the extent of his recovery. If he recovers well, he can buy about 8% of the previous treasure!"

The bald-headed disciple No. [-] replied.

"Ah? Bacheng, that's not bad! Bacheng can also have a lot of money!"

"Yeah, how about we...??"

"The plan is good, but Master smashed so many things, can we distinguish those pieces clearly, which treasure is on it?"

"Who cares about them, is it possible that you still have to pick and choose in front of Master? You are really not afraid of being scolded by Master! If you let him know your intentions, he will beat you to death!"

"Alright, but is your friend reliable? Will he sell us?"

"Reliable, absolutely reliable, he is a relative of mine, and he is very good at it! The restoration of antiques in the industry is definitely at the top level!"

After the bald-headed disciple No. [-] finished speaking, he patted his chest and assured the bald-headed disciple No. [-].

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"After the baby is recovered, how do we divide it?"

The bald disciple No. [-] thought of a more crucial question.

"You, you haven't succeeded yet, you just want to share the money?"

After the bald-headed disciple No. [-] heard what he said, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Didn't I make it clear in advance! Brothers are still clear! When the money is received, we will divide it directly. There is no need to have any conflicts. We are still brothers!"

"My friend's recovered baby, I have to give him 8% as his reward and hush money, and then we will split the remaining [-]% in half. What do you think?"

Disciple Bald No. [-] thought about it, finally compromised on the matter, and negotiated with him.

"Yes, but you must, let your friend do his best to recover, we are all waiting to share the money! Also, the money sold must be open and transparent!"

"Don't worry, he's earning money, so he doesn't dare to be perfunctory, you bastard, no matter what, we are also senior brothers, can I still cheat you?"

"Hey, then there's Senior Brother Lao, I'll be waiting for your good news!"

The bald disciple No. [-] reached out and rubbed the mud on his chest, then bounced to the ground, and gave him a hey laugh.

"I'll handle things, don't worry, but what~"

"But what?"

"It's nothing. When you go in later, you talk to Master! Deal with him, and I'll just work on the sidelines!"

Disciple No. [-] with the bald head doesn't want to talk to the current Master Qi, who is angry and easily scolded.

"This……??"

Disciple No. [-] with the bald head was also a little embarrassed, and he didn't want to be scolded by a group of mages.

"I've made a plan, don't let me down, I found him, now it's time for you to act, just go in and say a few words, to appease Master, to say what he likes to hear, and, Don't you usually like to flatter Master? You should know her hobbies, right?"

"How do you talk? If I care about Master, it's flattering?"

The bald-headed disciple No. [-] was somewhat repulsed by the words "flattering", and he didn't want to hear these three words.

"Uh, Junior Brother, don't be angry, I'm just talking!"

Disciple No. [-] bald head quickly waved his hand to apologize.

He secretly thought: "You are not flattering, I was hit by a car when I went out!"

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Hearing his words, the bald disciple No. [-] felt relieved.

"I know a thing or two about Master's hobbies."

"That's fine, after Master's anger subsides, we'll go in and help him pack his things carefully!"

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