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Chapter 79 You Don't Have Money(1/2)

For the rest of his life, Zhao Zicheng had become a god-like figure.

The existence that everyone yearns for.

But the journey was just halfway through, looking at Yiwen Yunxun who had just been redeemed: "Don't do it lately..."

"ah?"

“Why?”

"I think you still have a lot of information about cult dens?"

Zhao Zicheng asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Compared to a week ago, although he is still sunny and handsome at this time, he also has a little more fierce aura on his body.

That is a sign of blood in the true sense.

It’s just that because there are too few people killed, the aura is not restrained, and not to the point where the rest of his life can completely hide the murderous aura.

So if passers-by look at it at first sight, they will feel a little uncomfortable and even want to subconsciously stay away.

“We are not moving very fast.”

"After killing so many people, the cult has almost reacted."

"If you continue, you will encounter an ambush."

Yu Sheng said silently, and looked at Zhao Zicheng with a strange look.

I can't even understand this kind of problem...

It is worthy of being a reserve.

...

Zhao Zicheng felt a little regretful and grinned: "Hehe, there is no way, you know that I am famous for being fierce and like to kill people."

"If you don't kill someone for a day, you always feel like you're missing something."

Yu Sheng's eyes when he looked at Zhao Zicheng became more and more strange: "Are you referring to... using a sandbag to hammer the opposite side to death?"

I still remember the first time Zhao Zicheng killed someone...

The guy kept closing his eyes, gritting his teeth, roaring, holding his awakened sandbag, and swinging hard at the air.

I accidentally hit the cultist.

The result is that the cultists are in a coma.

He ignored the mad dog-style playing style and eventually smashed the man to death with a sandbag.

Flesh and blood fly.

The scene looked messy.

This led to the fact that Zhao Zicheng had red and white.

It was nauseous and it took three days to get better. The face was pale, just like a serious illness.

Now I run over and say I like to kill people?

"Who hasn't had a first time yet!"

"Then what are we doing now?"

"Is there anything else?"

"After all, we are very famous on this line now. We can't go to Xinjiang in shame in the second half."

Zhao Zicheng couldn't help asking.

But what responded to him was Yu Sheng's puzzled expression: "Otherwise..."

"You can't think so well, do you have to die?"

Amid the unwilling wailing, Zhao Zicheng could only temporarily give up his little dream of becoming a celebrity in the second half of the road, and just became a driver honestly, no longer caring about those messy things, and set out towards the Xinjiang city with all his heart.

The speed is significantly faster.

If this continues, you should be able to arrive in Xinjiang on time three days before the assessment.

"Roar, Xinjiang City, I'm here!"

"Trembling!"

Excited cheers, the unique arrogance of young people, the joy along the way~

And in sharp contrast to them...

Then there are Lord Lin and others walking behind.

After walking for too long, Zhao Qingyi's white long skirt was covered with dust.

"Lin...People's Lord Lin, aren't you having no money, right?"

"I have it here, enough to buy a car."

Zhao Qingyi carefully tentatively.

Pavilion Master Lin admitted that he was fucked for a moment.

Definitely moved.

But after all, I am an old senior in my forties. If I just compromise like this, would I be shameless?

"I said it!"

"Your physical strength is far from enough."

"That time in Mobei City, if you pay attention to exercising your physical function, you will never seriously hurt that level in the end."

"As the deputy head of Mo Pavilion, my monthly salary is 30,000!"

"Do you understand the meaning of 30,000?"

"Will I not be able to afford a car?"

Pavilion Master Lin sneered and said with a slight pride.

Zhao Qingyi was silent: "But I see you bought a lot of demon crystals to practice, so it should..."

"stop!"

"Look, have you seen the courtyard in front?"

Pavilion Master Lin suddenly waved his hand, his eyes filled with excitement.

According to the records in the information, this yard is also a den of the cult, and it is a relatively important one.

Now it looks intact.

In other words, the bitch in the rest of his life may not have accurately grasped all the information on the den.

Becoming rich...

Car, isn't it here!

"You rush in later and try not to use awakened objects."

"Try to be more difficult to fight, otherwise it will be difficult to exchange for money... No, otherwise it will be difficult to exercise."

As the owner of Pavilion Lin said, he took out his cell phone, turned on the video function, hid behind the tree, and took photos quietly.

Suddenly, I seemed to think of something and pressed the pause button.

"By the way, you...well...you read a set of lines too."

"It probably means that a cult harms people, and you have to do the way for heaven."

"Dispel all the darkness in this world."

"Go and go!"

Seeing that Zhao Qingyi was hesitating and preparing to say something, Pavilion Master Lin waved his hand, interrupted her words, and clicked on the video.

Shooting with excitement and meticulousness.

Zhao Qingyi stood at the gate of the yard helplessly and knocked on the door gently.

The next second, the door opens.

"I..."

"The cult harms people..."

Zhao Qingyi just said something...

"There are lines!"

"It's the rest of your life!"

"His grandma, I'm really waiting. Are people who think I'm a cult? "

A breath of energy emerged from the courtyard.
To be continued...
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