Zhang Wuyong was still waiting patiently.

Master Jiu fell into silence, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.

He actually saw at first glance that the contract was genuine.

I vaguely remember that three years ago, Master Jiu suffered from a serious illness. He consulted famous doctors everywhere but could not get any better, until an old Taoist priest surnamed Wang took the initiative to come to his door and said that he could cure his illness, but at a certain cost.

Master Jiu naturally did not hesitate and asked what the price would be?

The old Taoist priest said: "Twenty percent of the assets of Jiuyang Chamber of Commerce."

Master Jiu was furious and drove the old Taoist priest away on the spot.

The old Taoist priest was not in a hurry and wandered leisurely in front of his house for several days. Finally, Master Jiu became seriously ill and his life was hanging by a thread, so he had to beg the old Taoist priest for help.

The old Taoist priest took out a contract and asked him to sign it.

However, Master Jiu saw that his assets, which were originally 20%, suddenly turned into 40%. He felt angry and his illness became a little worse.

The old Taoist priest still had a calm and relaxed attitude, twirling his beard a few times and said: "When you come to ask me again, it will be 60%!"

Master Jiu could only do as he was told.

Originally, he had the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living doctor, and ordered his subordinates that if he was not rescued, the Taoist priest would be cut into five pieces and abandoned in the wilderness to vent the bad breath in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest took action and cured his illness in less than half an hour.

Master Jiu was overjoyed and grateful.

But when the contract was mentioned, Master Jiu became a little unhappy. While saying that his illness was not serious and that it would be easy to recover, he also said that family members should be indifferent to fame and wealth and be compassionate.

Fortunately, the old Taoist priest did not ask him to fulfill the contract immediately, but said that the time had not yet come, and when the time came, someone would naturally come to collect the debt from him.

Master Jiu was naturally very happy.

In those early days, he was still uneasy, always worried that one day the old Taoist priest would send someone to come.

However, one year passed, two years passed, and there was no movement. As time passed, this matter was forgotten by Master Jiu.

Three years passed in a flash, and Master Jiu could hardly remember such an incident. Who knew that today, at his birthday banquet, a boy who claimed to be Wang Daochang's apprentice suddenly came to the door with a contract and threatened to ask him to fulfill the contract?

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If Taoist Wang came in person, he might be wary.

But he really didn't pay attention to the kid in front of him.

Naturally, I wouldn't look good on him.

Master Jiu raised his head, broke the silence and said, "I did sign a contract with the Taoist priest I thought was named Wang, but it was not the one you came up with..."

His voice paused, anger appeared on his face, and he yelled: "Where did you get such news? How dare you set your sights on me? Then you are destined to pay the price for today's actions!"

Finished speaking.

There is no point in answering without waiting.

Master Jiu snatched the contract and tore it into pieces.

Destroy evidence?

Zhang Wuyong's eyes suddenly turned cold.

He had already expected Jin Yuanjiu to behave like this.

Just when Jin Yuanjiu had the idea of ​​tearing up the contract, Zhang Wuyong noticed it. He could have easily taken the contract back, but he was too lazy to do so.

Instead, he watched indifferently as Jin Yuanjiu smashed it into pieces.

Paper scraps were scattered all over the floor.

Jin Yuanjiu also deliberately used his nails to remove the parts with his name and fingerprints on them, and tore them into powder to ensure that they could not be reassembled.

Only then was I satisfied.

Boy, if you want to fight me, you have to practice for a few more years.

A sneer flashed across Master Jiu's eyes.

So what if you are the disciple of that Taoist priest? What if you have the contract signed and pledged by me? Now there is no proof. The truth and falsehood only lie in my words.

As if Master Jiu had finally solved a big problem on his mind, he suddenly felt much happier, but he still pretended to be angry.

Mainly because he didn't expect that this young man would be so stupid as to hand the contract into his hands.

Doesn't this give him a chance?

However.

If Jin Yuanjiu could think of it, this was just Zhang Wuyong's test for him. He was afraid that he would have to slap himself twice without anyone else taking action.

For Zhang Wuyong, when the strength reaches a certain level, the contract becomes less important. Jin Yuanjiu can think that there is no proof and the contract is false, then he can also assert that it is true.

Compared with fists, Zhang Wuyong has never been afraid of anyone.

Facing Jin Yuanjiu's provocative gaze, Zhang Wuyong just said two words with an indifferent expression: "Very good."

Everyone around them still didn't understand what happened.

One moment it was some kind of contract, and the other moment it was a fake contract, I was confused by what I heard.

but.

Everyone can feel that the air is filled with the smell of gunpowder, which indicates that a war is about to break out.

Just when the atmosphere was extremely oppressive and everyone's hearts were about to jump out of their throats, a burst of excited laughter broke the silence.

"Haha, father, look who I invited for you!"

Jin Yuanjiu's son, Jin Wenjing, walked into the restaurant with a big smile, followed by two people, a woman with a hot figure and a unique aura all over her body.

Just looking at her figure, this woman is definitely top-notch. Those two long and dazzling legs can instantly kill all the young beauties.

However, it is a pity that her face is indeed extremely ugly, which is completely opposite to her sexy and hot figure, forming a huge contrast.

The other person was a middle-aged man in his fifties, who looked smaller than Jin Yuanjiu, slightly fat and with a big belly.

Most people didn't recognize this middle-aged man, but the appearance of the woman shocked everyone deeply.

Wu Mei!

The other half of Wancheng!

No one knows the depth of Wu Mei's background. They only know that those who offended her did not end well in the end.

Moreover, there are rumors in Wancheng that although Wu Mei looks very ugly, there is no shortage of men around her. Some men will even spend a lot of money to find connections because they want to win Wu Mei's favor.

Men are like clothes, they change one after another. Her love affairs are the talk of people after dinner in Wancheng.

Mentioning the word romantic...

Everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to Yang Aoxue again.

Wu Mei's style is frank and open, and she never hides it.

But Yang Aoxue is not like that. Although her private life is chaotic, she still insists on establishing herself as a woman from a good family and a noble lady. She pretends to be cold and arrogant and is sacred and inviolable. Now, okay, the archway has been destroyed and she is nakedly exposed in front of everyone's eyes.

Let others judge and spurn you.

Comparing the two, everyone will despise Yang Aoxue even more. After all, a true villain is more likable than a hypocrite.

…

Wu Mei's attendance exceeded everyone's expectations.

However.

What made everyone even more unexpected was that Jin Wenjing actually turned around, bowed ninety degrees to the middle-aged man, and said with great respect: "Master Demon King! Please!"

big boss?

Instantly.

All hot expressions were stiff, as if time had stood still.

Lord Demon Fairy!

These four words are the title of a god-like existence in Wancheng.

The only people who can deserve this title are the Eight Immortals Demon Kings of the Dragon Palace. Could it be that the middle-aged man in front of me is one of them?

Everyone's eyes unconsciously moved down and fell on the middle-aged man's hands. Then, as if they were seeing the God of Death, their whole bodies were shaking like chaff.

I saw that this pot-bellied man only had six fingers on his hands.

The six-fingered devil, the mountain eagle!

At this moment, everyone's hearts were contracting nervously.

They may have never seen the true appearance of the mountain eagle, but they are familiar with the title of Six-fingered Demon King.

This is a ruthless person!

It is said that this mountain eagle has been traveling around the country to make a living since he was a child. He was just a small vendor at first. Once he encountered a few gangsters who blocked the road and robbed him. If it were anyone else, he might have chosen to spend money to buy peace, and he would have considered it as a waste of money to eliminate disasters.

But the mountain eagle was different. He took a knife and cut off two fingers from his right hand on the spot, threw them in front of the gangster, and said, "Do you want money? I'll give you two fingers! Do you want them?"

The little gangster had never seen such a battle before, and was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that the other party was motionless, the mountain eagle picked up the machete and cut off two fingers of his left hand, saying, "Isn't that enough? There's more, take it!"

The little gangster just woke up like a dream, his liver and gallbladder were split, he trembled and licked his lips, cursed that he was a psychopath, and ran away with the wind under his feet.

It was at that time that the name of Mountain Eagle spread.

An important figure in the Divine Dragon Palace took a fancy to his fierceness and brought him to work with him. After decades of hard work, the mountain eagle also relied on that fierceness to gain a firm foothold in the Divine Dragon Palace.
Chapter completed!