Chapter 284 I bought your coffin

Author: Guiyin

Chapter 284 I bought your coffin

Early in the morning, Li Chongshan received a message from Yan Luge.

Yan Lüge: I bought your coffin.

Li Chongshan and Yan Lüge had previously contacted each other through the communication backend of the Blackstone Research Institute. He did not have Director Yan's personal contact information at all. When he suddenly saw the message, he instinctively thought that it was another relative of his who was secretly communicating.

He cursed his own father who had a cerebral infarction.

What does "I bought your coffin" mean? Are you kidding me? Are you buying a coffin for my father?

The second-generation ancestor was furious and replied without thinking: You bought the horse and used it as a bed board, right? I wish your family a happy sleep!

However, as soon as these words were spoken, Li Chongshan suddenly woke up.

Just like when he successfully hugged the Blackstone Institute by instinct, he now relies on an unscientific sixth sense to keenly feel that there seems to be a death star flashing above his head.

coffin……

In addition to the coffin boards of his elders and ancestors, his family also has a more famous coffin - the coffin contains a mummy that was stolen last night and is suspected of being resurrected.

And the person who will send him a message mentioning the Pharaoh’s coffin...

Li Chongshan came to his senses slowly, almost out of his body with fright, and sent supplementary instructions at an unprecedented speed.

Li Chongshan: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, boss. I didn't scold you. I really didn't scold you.

Li Chongshan: "Have a good sleep" is my sincere blessing! Sleeping on the coffin board is really comfortable! Especially in summer, it is very cool!

Li Chongshan: I slept with him when I was a child! If you don’t believe me, just look at it!

Li Chongshan: Send file [The whole process of sleeping with a coffin board in my arms as a child and being beaten by my father.rar]

As if to prevent Yan Luge from believing it, he also packed up a bunch of childhood photos and sent them to prove that he had really slept on a coffin board before, and he would sleep on it despite his father's slap.

This proves that "have a good sleep" is not an empty talk but a sincere blessing. Even if you can't understand it due to cultural differences, please be more tolerant...

Yan Lüge fell into a long silence as he looked at the series of words and a compressed package.

His face was gloomy and uncertain. The hand he originally intended to teach his son along the network cable was raised and put down, raised and put down again...

Are you angry? He doesn't seem that angry, and he even wants to laugh a little bit.

Aren't you angry? You seem a little angry again, after all, you have been ridiculed.

It's like the boss just received the wrong "Boss Shabi" from an employee in the middle of the night, and a moment later received a strong defense with a strong desire for survival: "I forgot to put the punctuation mark. What I want to say is 'Boss Shabi'"

Wisdom is rarer! The sea is smaller than the boss's mind!'".

Yan Lüge was neither angry nor not angry. Thousands of words finally turned into a sigh.

——Where did I get such a wicked son?!

It is better to have his godson Lao Zheng. Although he is a bit shrewd, he is at least a normal human being.

Fortunately, Li Chongshan is also a bit clever.

He tried to get to the point quickly and change the topic before the boss could hold him accountable.

Li Chongshan: Boss, boss, do you want to buy the mummy of Surr VII?

Yan Lüge took a deep breath and picked up the topic: Yes.

Li Chongshan replied without hesitation: No problem!

Can he say not to sell it?

Not to mention that the mummy had been "stolen", it was also suspected of being resurrected, inciting his uncle to commit a series of things.

Li Chongshan is self-aware. His Midnight Explorer Club promotes and blocks pollution videos, which is okay, but it is not necessary to deal with truly dangerous extraordinary creatures. He has no ability at all.

Therefore, for him, the resurrected mummy of Sur VII was no longer a fortune, but an extremely dangerous hot potato.

Don't say Yan Lüge "bought" it, even if he didn't buy it, he still wanted to hold Yan Lüge's thigh and ask him to take this scary thing away.

Yanluge replied instantly: OK.

Half a minute later, Li Chongshan's cell phone rang again.

Li Chongshan looked down and was stunned.

It was a large transfer reminder sent by the bank, and the amount received was 100,000 black stone coins.

Equivalent to 1 billion yuan in Tianzhou currency, or 800 million nile coins - the currency exchange rate between Tianzhou and the Nile Federation has been stable at 1:0.8 all year round.

The remittance party is Blackstone Research Institute.

Li Chongshan wiped his eyes and counted zeros twice in succession to confirm that he had counted correctly.

He hesitantly sent a message to Yan Lüge: Well, boss, according to last year's antique value appraisal report, the mummy of Surr VII is not worth that much money.

This guy is quite honest.

Yan Lüge replied casually: Don't use the price of ordinary antiques to measure extraordinary creatures. I didn't cheat you, nor did I give you more.

Most of the time, he is a very rule-abiding person. If he buys other people's things, he pays the bill, and if he smashes other people's things, he pays for it.

A spiritual creature with fifth-level strength is "priceless" in terms of price. If it were to be auctioned publicly, I believe that all the extraordinary organizations with the backing of the country would be able to offer jaw-dropping prices.

sky-high price.

However, Yan Lüge prefers to treat artifact spirits like Su'er VII with the same attitude towards intelligent life. The money paid to Li Chongshan at this moment is not so much a payment for goods, but is actually closer to the compensation paid to release the property rights of the coffin.

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Simply put, he redeemed his life for Surr VII.

Of course, Yan Lüge, as a successful businessman, would definitely not let himself suffer.

At this moment, he had left the forest and ran to the nearest city, Boti. He was speeding through the empty streets on a heavy-duty motorcycle he had picked up from a random source while waving a contract he had just printed out.

Bailu hacked into a roadside printing shop and typed out the contract. For this, he also paid 10,001 Nile - 1 Nile was the printing fee, and 10,000 Nile was what he kicked out of the print shop.

The money lost behind the door.

"Xiao Qi, I redeemed your life. From today on, you are free."

"But you owe me 1 billion! 1 billion! Do you know?"

"From now on, just work honestly to help me pay off my debts. The money you owe me will be deducted from your monthly salary!"

Yan Lüge was shouting at the top of his lungs while he was speeding. He was still using the Old Nile language he had just learned. This attracted the woken up residents in the buildings on both sides to look at him, but most people could only watch him pass away.

The passing back, the arrogant roar of the exhaust pipe, and the jabbering of unknown and strange language.

Those who know him know that he is truly the world's richest man, while those who don't know him only think that he is a lunatic who bombards the streets late at night.

"Look, I've drafted the loan contract, come here and sign it!" Yan Lüge laughed loudly, but suddenly let go of his hands, leaned back, and lay on the motorcycle with open arms.

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boom--

A whip shadow mixed with lightning suddenly appeared in the sky.

The cold golden coffin suddenly appeared in front of Yan Lüge, standing in mid-air, holding a white bone snake whip and swinging towards Yan Lüge.

However, due to Yan Lüge's evasive action as if he had predicted it, those whip shadows passed over Yan Lüge's head and hit the empty asphalt road.

Clear cracks opened on the ground.

Wind and thunder surged around Surur VII, and the image of snakes roared silently around him like a tornado.

In other words, the motorcycle at Lü Ge's feet maintained its forward inertia and passed under Sur VII at an extremely fast speed.

When he was sliding directly under Sur VII, Yan Lüge suddenly let go, and the page of the contract document in his hand was swept up by the tornado formed by the snake's shadow, whirling along the wind around the "Pharaoh" for a while, and finally unexpectedly

It was slapped onto its face.

"Hey, looking at you, you don't know how to sign, so just take your fingerprints... and take your face prints."
Chapter completed!