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Chapter 945 Jiang God of Wealth

After finally slowing through the pain of the chest cavity, Micheje looked at Huo Qubing's illness in pain:

"I, I don't know either."

"Less nonsense, do not say it is based on the military law of the big man!"

Huo Qubing was proudly ordered, and stepped on Mike's stomach. Micheck's hands were subconsciously blocked on his stomach. Huo Qubing stepped on his hands and stomachs.

Jiang Yi was sitting on the sofa, and looked at Micheier: "McCarty, how could you not know how to hide the sky by the sky?"

"What you can do in strength, we can do it. Now, we want you to hand over this channel."

While I endured the pain, Mickejie mocked: "Why am I telling you?"

"I lost to Yue Fei, not you!"

"I have recently studied all kinds of punishments in the Tang Dynasty, Yuan, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, and the punishment of the Shang Dynasty. Do you want to try it?"

Jiang Yi got up and walked to Micheier. Michemer was lying on the ground, raising his chin, staring at Jiang Yi with his eyes, and dare not shift for a moment.

"Or, you want to try the eight most scary torture in ancient China, which is definitely more exciting than letting you die."

The eyes of Mickejie and Jiang Yi looked at each other, and found that he didn't mean a joke.

Huaxia's most scary torture in the five thousand years? How cruel is it?

Mike Jie didn't dare to think, he was not afraid of death, but punishment could make life better, especially in that era.

He doesn't know what kind of torture it is, but it is said that among the top five people in the killer list, there are those who like to use this means to complete the bounty task. Even if the top killer see the death of the killer

Then, then

Those means are from Huaxia!

Now Huaxia's ancestors are all in front of them. If they come to themselves, how many of them can they have?

"Let's come!" Zhu La Zu was coming with two brocade guards.

"Lonely!" Di Xin came forward alone.

"Ben Khan also!" Genghis Khan was unwilling to show weakness.

"Don't, don't be here!" Mickejie hurriedly shook his head, where is the arrogance just now.

He thought that Yue Fei was the most scary among these ancestors, but found that only Yue Fei would tell himself a little humanitarianism. Although he could not beat him, he wouldn't want to kill him.

"I said, I said!"

He first glanced at Huo's illness, and grinned at his mouth with a cheap face: "General Huo, maybe you mowed your feet away?"

"Huh?" Huo Qubing's sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and the strength under his feet worsened. Michael's abdomen suddenly seemed to press a piece of stone with dozens of pounds. A bite of old blood almost didn't go out again.

"If you want to leave New York, you can go to the sea, forge your identity.

Michejeyun said lightly: "I have a relationship there, so I have always come and go freely."

"But after I help you return to Huaxia, you must let me go, but you can't let me be a dead man."

"I promise you."

Huo Qubing was cut off, but he thought in my heart: I just agreed alone. Anyway, His Majesty did not agree, and Qinhuang Taizong and others did not agree. At that time, how did they do it with me a sugar.

"This ... can you say what you said?" Mike Jie asked boldly.

Huo Qubing said indifferently: "Of course, how can the general's general a little gold, how can he be rejected?"

As for the emperor of the Han Dynasty ... Does he give a promise?

"OK, OK, with you, then I can rest assured."

Mickejie was relieved.

Yue Ye gave Gao Sitao a look. Gao Sitao took out a small black medicine pill from the medicine box and walked to Michael.

Huo Qubing's mouth was slightly raised, his feet were lifted and fell, and he stepped on the belly of Mickejie. McCejie had a painful "ah".

Even Huo Qubing also gave him a mouthful of cola "intimately".

"What did you eat for me?!" Mickejie's eyes widened.

Gao Sitao replied: "Nothing, combined with modern and ancient medicine, the seven -day breaks are scattered."

"Within seven days, if we have not left the brown rice, you can see God."

After speaking, Gao Sitao retreated aside, and suddenly seemed to think of something, turned his head to add:

"By the way, you can also find the doctor of brown rice to help you cure. If they prescribed the wrong medicine, maybe you can end your pain earlier early."

"You can also sell us. After grasping us, I try to find the antidote, but I can clearly tell you that I have not been prepared by the antidote, and the Great Han ride will never succumb to any power."

Mickejie found that he had no discomfort in his body, and secretly relaxed. Finally, seven days were safe.

It's just that time cannot be delayed.

It takes time to leave brown rice, even if it is only ten minutes, it is enough for him to do a lot of things.

Seeing Huo's illness loosen him, he quickly got up and said, "Can I leave?"

Jiang Yi nodded, Mickejie hurriedly left this nightmare place, and rushed towards the best hospital in New York.

Anyway, you have to try it first. As for taking it or not taking medicine, look at it then!

Jiang Yi and their ancestors continue to enjoy their own.

Nympho

The night of brown rice came quietly.

The sun fell silently, the sight became dim, and the luxurious chandeliers turned on the bright lights. The more than 300 flat halls were bright instantly, and a magnificent magnificent.

There are three elevators leading to the upper floor, located in the bedroom near the second and third floor.

Jiang Yi didn't want to spend so much money to buy a villa in Niu. This seems to be sending money to the brown rice. You can think about it.

Then make a wave of difference and bring the brown rice people back to Huaxia flowers.

Thinking about it, he immediately felt that the money would receive a lot of returns in a few days.

Calculate the money at the funeral home, come and the brown rice, and move them away from the billions of dollars.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yi's mood is even more suitable.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Chen Daren's phone.

At this time, Huaxia's sky was slightly bright. At about 5 o'clock in the morning, Chen sent Chen Genren boiled in the middle of the night. I wanted to sleep for a while.

He called.

Take a look, um?

Is it Jiang Yi?

That's okay!

"Great, you are still alive!"

Chen sending out of the bluting out.

His body suddenly stretched straight, sitting up suddenly, and he really felt a sense of dying.

Jiang Yi: "..."

It seems that Chen Yingcai did not find his dad to report the record in the middle of the night.

Jiang Yi thought about it, and Chen sending Ren seemed to be aware of the wrong, and immediately said: "Cough, don't misunderstand."

"In this world, no one wants you more than I want you to live."

Chen Gaoren thought about it, this is the God of Wealth!

"I want to build a collection of Huaxia View Cinema in the construction of Huaxia, which requires great support."

Jiang Yi remembered that he had previously obtained the function of the theater upgrade. As long as he built the theater he built, he can have the special effects and display effects of the mirror of the mini version of time and space.
Chapter completed!
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