"Little kid, do you know it's amazing? Open a store with me obediently. But this time, the profit sharing has changed. You can only be eight or two, and I'm eight or two!" The old man was so proud.

"..." Xiao Qitian was speechless. This old man was ill of money and illness again. But did he think that I would compromise in this way? Do he think that if I hold my life, I would eat your trick?

snort!

You underestimate me too much!

I, I... I really eat that set.

Xiao Qitian took a deep breath and said, "Eight-2 is fine. But we have to agree first. If you want to open a store, you should open a big store, and you must open it in a prime location!"

This is his condition.

To be honest, he did not have much conflict with opening a store with the old man who wasted. The latter proposed a share ratio, but as long as the store is large enough and the location is good enough, even if the share is 82, it will be enough to make a lot of money in a short period of time. Then, he can buy herbs and reshape the Dantian. At that time...

Hey!

The intact Xuantian Sword Master, what do you want? Are you still afraid of having no money?

What's more, he doesn't have much desire for money. If he didn't need money to reshape his dantian, he could not even share the money. Of course, the premise is to ruin everything the old man told him what he wanted to know.

"Nonsense! Of course, you will open a big shop. You don't feel embarrassed when you open a small shop, but I feel embarrassed even if you are not a big deal! Moreover, if it's not a big deal, I will waste time with you for millions of dollars a minute?" The old man who ruined the world cursed at the head.

"blow!"

"Just blow hard!"

"The old man of the dead ghost knows bragging, and he still has millions of dollars a minute. He doesn't even look at himself, and he is full of mess and rags, and he is not different from a beggar, so he just needs to beg." Xiao Qitian thought to himself, contempt in his heart.

Without saying anything, the old man was ruined, but he seemed to hear his heart's voice and snorted coldly: "I don't believe it, right? I know you don't believe it! In this way, 80% off, you can borrow money from me, you can borrow as much as you want, and it's cash!"

"..." Xiao Qitian was speechless. Damn, this old man was crazy about money. Eight-cent interest is even worse than the usury that many bandit gangs forced to release, okay?

He was about to refuse, but suddenly his heart moved and he thought to himself. He was worried about money, but at this time the silver came to him to solve his urgent needs, but he wanted to turn it out. Isn't this confused? Xiao Qitian even doubted whether his head was kicked by a donkey.

It is true that Bafenxi was indeed a little darker. But to him, it was undoubtedly like a pie falling from the sky. As the saying goes, how could the intact Xuantian Sword Master lack that little money?

"Are you really rich?" Xiao Qitian asked suspiciously, his eyes staring at the ruined old man with a clear light.

That gaze made the old man who was ruined a little furious. He took a step back, but then raised his chest and said proudly: "Nonsense! If I still say I have no money, then who else in the world dares to claim that I am rich?"

Xiao Qitian was speechless and rolled his eyes wildly.

The old man who is dead bragging about the world is as if he is the richest man in the world.

Having said that, for some reason, Xiao Qitian inexplicably became more confident in the abuse of the old man.

Of course, we can't say that it's inexplicable. The old man who was ruined in front of us could tell his birth date and his biggest secret in one mouthful. How could he be an ordinary person?

"What if I want to borrow two million taels?" Xiao Qitian said.

In an instant, the old man's eyes shone. He looked excited and his whole body trembled. His voice was also trembling, and he said, "What did you say? You want to borrow two million taels?"

Xiao Qitian was a little disappointed and thought that he was scared by the old man. Indeed, two million taels were not a small number, so where could ordinary people take it out? However, he nodded: "No, you..."

"Eight-minute breath?" the old man who ruined the slaughtered.

"Yes. But you..."

Xiao Qitian said the three words "Do you have them?" twice, but he was unable to say them. The first time, he was interrupted by the old man who was ruined. The second time, he swallowed these three words himself. Because two thick stacks of banknotes had already appeared in the old man who was ruined, and presented them to him, blinding his eyes.

At the same time, the old man was spoiled and drooled all over the floor, and he said to himself: "Damn! He has become more developed, more developed! Two million, eight-minute breaths, how much is that?

"No, I have to calculate it. Eight-minutes, 10,000 taels per month is 800, 100,000 taels per month, 80,000 taels per million, 80,000 taels per million, 80,000 taels per million, 2 million taels per million... Damn! 160,000! Isn't it wrong? It's really 160,000?"

"No, right? You don't work, don't cheat, don't steal or rob, and you can earn 160,000 yuan a month?"

"But why is it only 160,000? If it is 160 million, it would be better. If it is 1600,000, it would be a barely powerful! 160,000 is enough to spend? It is not enough to visit a flower building and drink a flower wine!" The old man complained. In the end, he couldn't laugh. His previous excitement disappeared without a shadow, but instead he was sad and listless.

Xiao Qitian could only be speechless. Some people are really greedy and are not satisfied with the interest rate of 160,000 yuan a month? You must know that 160,000 yuan a month is 1.92 million yuan a year!

I only lent two million yuan and received an interest of 1.92 million yuan a year, which is almost the same as the principal. Isn’t it enough?

He grabbed the money in the hand of the old man, and was excited and was about to put the money in his pocket, but found that the old man was holding the money tightly.

Xiao Qitian was shocked and thought that the old man who ruined the destruction had repented and refused to lend him money. However, he heard the old man who ruined the destruction said, "Boy, you borrowed too little! Two million, only 160,000 yuan a month's interest is not enough for me to get stuck. Otherwise, I would lend you 20 million yuan, what if he said it was not 20 million taels of money, but just a pile of straw paper.

Xiao Qitian was relieved when he heard this, but turned around and rolled his eyes. He breathed a sigh of relief because he lent money to him. Rolling his eyes was speechless about the greed of the old man.

What a joke? Borrow 20 million, and then 1.6 million taels of interest per month? You guys, even if he is confident, even if he is the Master of Xuantian Sword, he is afraid that he can't pay it back, okay?

However, Xiao Qitian looked at the old man with admiration.

He really should not behave like a person. This old man is quite rich. Of course, he is also very courageous.

"Old man, you dare to lend me 20 million taels, so why don't you be afraid of my money?" he asked.

"Flying money? Puff!" The old man who was ruined sneered, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

"Little devil, before saying this, you don't ask about my nickname? I call myself a master of all things, and others call me a ghost to see the sorrow. I count all the affairs of the world with my fingers, divination and fortune, open my mouth to tell the world, and make words to determine life and death. I have always been the only one who cheats others' money. In this world, the people who dare to fly my money have not been born yet. Don't say 20 million, as long as you dare to take it, I will lend you 200 million." He looked proud.

Xiao Qitian was speechless.

Your uncle!

This old man is getting bigger and bigger with his cowhide.

Look, it’s either that everything is clear or that ghosts see sorrow, that you know the world, that you’ll determine good or bad luck, that you’ll either move wind and thunder or determine life and death? I said, “Old man, can you be more modest? Can you be more reliable?

Xiao Qitian complained in his heart.

The old man was completely unaware of it, but instead tempted Xiao Qitian with a tempting and magnetic voice: "How about it, do you borrow it? 20 million, enough for you to eat and drink, and have a happy and happy life for a while."

"Not borrowing!" Xiao Qitian said angrily.

"What? I don't borrow this? It seems that I have to force me to use a trick. In this way, 20 million, 70% breaths, how about it?"

"No borrowing!"

"Six points!"

"If you don't borrow, don't borrow, don't borrow!" Xiao Qitian answered very firmly. Just kidding. Even if you have a 6-ounce rate of 20 million taels, you will still have a 1.2 million interest rate per month. OK?

Just at this moment, two sneers suddenly rang out.

"Huh? Brother Qi, have you heard any jokes?"

"Brother Eighth brother, I really want to hear an old beggar who wants to borrow another little bastard of 20 million taels, right?"

"It seems that. What they said is not a copper coin, is it?"

"You look down on them too highly. I think it should be ghost coins."

"Did they know that they will go to hell soon?"

"It's possible." As the ridicule sounded, two figures appeared instantly, with a mighty appearance, with a cold face but a sarcastic look. It was not Li Xunle's two guards Tie Qi, but who was Tie Ba?

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Chapter completed!