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Chapter 164: Get Pills Again

"Calm down, boy, you have to calm down. Don't be impulsive. A mistake will lead to eternal regret..."

The fortune teller had already woken up from the wine of the fortune teller, and was awakened by several hammers of Shenqiao, and then he panicked and wanted to run away.

But Shenqiao had already been prepared and closed the door and locked it directly, cutting off the fortune teller's escape route.

So, the whole wine shop was in chaos and the fortune teller tried his best to survive.

"Calm down? I'm already very calm!"

Chen Qiao held the hammer in his hand and sneered, no feelings were found.

If he could kill someone, he would have killed the fortune teller in front of him many times!

God knows how much Shen Qiao wants to destroy him at this time.

I had worked hard to save this little property, but I was drunk by this fortune teller before I was liberated.

All the cold wine in the entire wine shop was tragically attacked by him.

How long has he been out?

He killed them all in less than a day!

Can Shenqiao not be anxious?

This is all money!

This was all a waste of money, so he was so lucky!

This damn rationality... who could tolerate it?

"Isn't it just drinking you some wine? Besides, didn't you tell me before, let me drink it casually?" the fortune teller muttered.

"I asked you to drink it casually, have you finished it all?" Chen Qiao felt heartbroken: "Do you know how valuable these wines are? Do you know how much it is?"

Chen Qiao was heartbroken.

He only felt that all the money was gone.

Taking money is like killing a parent. In Shen Qiao's eyes, the fortune teller seemed to be a revenge for killing his father.

The fortune teller was obviously a little embarrassed at this time, and looked at the wine jars all over the ground: "Cough... Isn't this just drinking a little more? Young people should not be so stingy. This is something outside of their bodies, so don't take it too seriously."

Chen Qiao sneered repeatedly: "What is outside the body? I will insist on hitting you with an incarnation outside today to help you become an immortal!"

A fear appeared in the fortune-telling eyes: "You, don't do anything randomly, I'm going to report to the official, it's really going to die...ah..."

The fortune teller was instantly injured and screamed and rolled in the house and ran away without any image.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, I am wrong, don't beat you, can I compensate you?"

"Repay the money!"

Chen Qiao reached out without hesitation: "You drink my wine, smash my wine jar, damage my wine shop, and have mental compensation for me, a total of 10,000 taels!"

"Ten thousand taels, why don't you rob it?" The fortune teller widened his eyes.

Chen Qiao raised the hammer in his hand with a sneer.

"Wait... I'll just compensate you!"

The fortune teller touched his whole body, and finally found a small porcelain jar from somewhere on his body and threw it to Shen Qiao: "This one is worth ten thousand taels, right?"

Shenqiao's porcelain jar took a look and said suspiciously: "What is this?"

"The medicine to save your girl last time!"

"Didn't you tell me last time that there is no more?"

"Not last time does not mean that I didn't have it this time!"

“…”

Unable to help but want to do something, Chen Qiao put away the porcelain jar without hesitation.

The boss was seriously injured last time and saved his life with this pill. The importance of this pill is self-evident.

It can save lives at critical moments.

Put away the porcelain jar and Shenqiao looked at the fortune teller again.

"What are you watching me?"

Chen Qiao sneered: "I want to send me a pill just? Can your broken pill be sold for 10,000 taels?"

The fortune teller straightened his neck: "Isn't life-saving pill worth ten thousand taels?"

"I'm not sick now and can't die. This pill is not worth ten thousand taels to me!" Chen Qiao sneered.

"What else do you want?"

"Give me a few more!"

“…”

"No more!" The fortune teller's head was shaking like a rattle.

Chen Qiao raised the hammer with a sneer.

There are so many secrets in this fortune teller, and there are also treasures.

If there is no need for some means, I'm afraid he won't explain.

During this period, I came to Chenqiao to drink wine every day, and today I also lost 100 million yuan in vain. How can I get some losses from him?

"It's really gone. Even if you kill me, I won't have it!" The fortune teller glared and said, "I only brought three with me when I came down from Longhu Mountain. I used one a few years ago, and I gave you the remaining two, but now I'm not there."

"This is easy to deal with. Wouldn't you just go back to Longhu Mountain to get it?"

"It's gone!"

"What's gone!"

"Longhu Mountain is gone!" The fortune teller sighed: "I am the last descendant of Longhu Mountain and the only remaining disciple of Longhu Mountain..."

After talking for a long time, you are the only one who is so powerful Longhu Mountain?

"You really don't have any treasures?"

"No more, nothing." The fortune teller shook his head and paused: "I have given you the only treasures on me. Can I let me leave now?"

"Get out, get out, don't let me meet you in the future!"

Chen Qiao originally wanted to beat him up and extort him by the way. Since he had no treasures on him, Chen Qiao was too lazy to greet him.

The fortune teller then breathed a sigh of relief and moved carefully to the door. Halfway through, he seemed to have thought of something, and came back to pick up the wine jar on the counter that had not been finished, picked up the wine jar, picked it up and ran away, and soon disappeared.

“…”

The fortune teller swept the wine shop in this wave, instantly allowing Shen Qiao to return to the front before liberation.

The 50,000 taels of silver left by Lin Yan had been invested in the restaurant, and not much left was left. Chen Qiao had the next plan to use money, so he was already in a short position at this time.

Under Shen Qiao's command, the wine shop's distilled liquor equipment had been sent to the restaurant before and was strictly taken into consideration. No one except the old man Xu and others were allowed to approach.

Now that the wine in Chenqiao wine shop has been lost by fortune-telling, Chenqiao has almost lost its source of income, so Chenqiao simply closed the wine shop temporarily and was too lazy to worry about it.

Although this wave of blood loss, I got a pill from the fortune teller, which was still a stop loss.

The pills that can save lives at critical moments are still very useful, which gives Chen Qiao a little more protection.

At this time, Lin Yan finally came out of the cell.

After several days of transformation, Lin Yan changed his mind and decided not to cause trouble again... The feeling of a cell was really bad.

Even Chen Qiao couldn't stand it, let alone a spoiled rich child like Lin Yan.

This wave of squatting in the prison cell taught Lin Yan a lesson.

"Brother Chen, I miss you so much!"

Lin Yan was extremely excited when he saw the first face of Shen Qiao.

Chen Qiao stopped Lin Yan from expressing his heart to him: "If you have something to say, get out of here if you have something to do!"

"Brother Chen, you don't know how miserable I am..."

Lin Yan said in grievance and grief: "Why do you want to fight and catch me alone, not Xu Wenxuan? This is unfair! Why do I just squat in the cell alone?"

"Are you so embarrassed?" Chen Qiao looked at him: "You chased someone with a dozen people and fought alone. Do you call this a fight?"

"Who made him catch me?"

Lin Yan said in anger: "That's what he deserves, and he doesn't have any eyes to go against me. What's wrong with me opening a restaurant? He ran over and mocked me, do you think he should be beaten?"

"He deserves to be beaten, but you deserve it too. Letting you squat in the cell will give you a long memory!"

Chen Qiao sneered.

"Then I don't accept it. Why did Xu Wenxuan escape the disaster by just me squatting in the prison? This is unfair, he ends up the same as me."

"You want to compete with him?"

"Is there any problem? Is his family richer than me?"

"Are you not a little damn about any problems?"

Chen Qiao looked at him: "Xu Wenxuan was beaten by you last time, and he is still lying on the bed... The doctor said that he would not get out of bed for a month. Are you sure you will end up like him?"
Chapter completed!
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