Su Mu only stayed in the sect for a day and a half.
When I left, I almost emptied the sect's secret warehouse.
I don’t want anything like music, chess, calligraphy, painting, or ancient books.
But all kinds of natural resources, raw materials, semi-finished products, and finished products were swept away.
Anyway, you can carry it with you and it doesn’t take up much space, so you’re always prepared, right?
Uncle Fu is not only the only old servant of the sect, but also holds many positions.
He is the chief steward, and he is also the alchemist.
Pei Yuan Dan, which he has eaten since childhood like jelly beans, is Fu Bo's specialty.
There were a total of three thousand Pei Yuan Pills, and Su Mu took them all away.
Mountain Dew has installed several large water tanks, at least hundreds of tons, and the water pool has dropped half a meter.
As for the beauty and beauty silt, he also dug a lot. Fortunately, the small quagmire was deep enough and he was not afraid of digging.
This quagmire is located behind Fu Bo's alchemy hall. All kinds of waste materials and wastewater after alchemy are discharged into this quagmire. For tens of thousands of years, all kinds of scraps and scraps of natural materials and earthly treasures have been corrupted into sludge. There is no special
The effect is strange.
Moreover, this stuff is so powerful that it can be diluted hundreds of times and used to defraud women of their money.
After packing everything, Su Mu patted his butt and didn't bother to say hello. He climbed up to the canopy of the old tree master, then put on his powered paraglider and flew out of the forest in a long time.
The off-road vehicle was released from the place where Yang Wu robbed him, and he drove out of the mountain, found the nearest airport, and flew directly to Dongyang.
Come and go, exactly five days.
He did not dare to go to Mufeng Hall to find Gong Yangqing first, but went directly to the company to find Mr. Ye to sell the fake ones.
Mr. Ye was still thinking about Shanlu and didn't give him a good look at all.
"Hey, honey, I'm going back this time just for you."
With a smile in his eyes, Su Mu slowly leaned towards Mr. Ye:
"Guess what I brought you?"
Ye Wanqiu already knew about the beauty sludge from his grandfather, but women are always dissatisfied with their desires.
She proudly crossed her legs and leaned on the executive chair. The look on her face was half-smile, but she didn’t know what the expression was:
"You would rather put the mountain dew in the clinic than give it to me. How worried are you? If you are really worried that I have taken a fancy to your stuff, you might as well close the clinic."
Su Mu felt contempt in his heart, but he did not dare to show it on his face.
Japan you.
Little Ye Zi, don't think that I don't know what you think.
Want to excite me?
closed?
Are you willing?
Who was it that took a piece of white paper and asked me to sign the deed of betrayal in a daze?
It’s you who opens the clinic, and it’s you who closes it. It’s really better to say it than to sing it.
You keep saying it's not about money, but in fact you are just after money.
For your poor domineering persona, do you have to make Ye's Holdings bigger and stronger?
That’s not right, because of your status as the eldest sister, you want several younger sisters to respect you and worship you.
So, you just torment me.
Just pretend, keep pretending to be cool.
He hehe, a hint of silvery expression flashed across his face, he came up to Mr. Ye, put a glass bottle on the ground like a dog, and said:
"Honey, this is a treasure. This thing is specially designed to make money from you women. I guarantee that as long as you use it once, no one can refuse it."
Looking at the dark bottle with some disgust, Mr. Ye still reached out and took it.
After unscrewing the cap, a strange aroma wafted out from the mouth of the bottle before she could get close to it.
The fragrance was extremely pleasant, with the fresh fragrance of grass and wood mixed with sandalwood, and there seemed to be several other aromas.
Mr. Ye's eyes suddenly lit up.
She looked at the bottle in her hand, couldn't put it down for a long time, and then hummed:
"Are you really willing to give such a good thing to the Ye family?"
Su Mu was secretly amused.
The tyrant is indeed a tyrant, and being a strong woman is an addiction.
However, you really have long hair and short knowledge. If you give this thing to the Ye family, won’t it all be mine?
Can you still have a son named Ye?
Damn it.
It's really possible.
If Lao Ye gives her some bad idea, he wants her to give birth to a son who will follow the mother's will, and then pass the Ye family's property to him, it will really become the Ye family's.
Su Mu was secretly amused, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, and said with a smile:
"Honey, I've already told grandpa that this is the bride price I gave you. How about it? Is this bride price enough?"
Mr. Ye was feeling proud, but she didn't show it on her face. Only her slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed her heart.
Su Mu carefully leaned next to her and smelled a scent in his nose. He didn't know if it came from the mud or from Mr. Ye's body.
Looking at Mr. Ye's beautiful nose and almond-shaped eyes, skin as good as snow, bright red lips opening and trembling, long eyelashes constantly trembling, his eyebrows are like distant mountains, and his body is like a weak willow. Looking from top to bottom, the lines are on his chest
The sharp curve is simply alluring.
Day.
Why does Mr. Ye have a faint smell of maturity?
Where is your coolness and aloofness? Why are you starting to get closer to Professor Ning?
Su Mu couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.
"What are you looking at?"
Feeling that Su Mu was staring at his chest with unblinking eyes, Mr. Ye was slightly angry, raised his hand and moved five fingers. The manicure he had just done shone brightly.
"Hey, wife, you are so beautiful."
Su Mu chuckled and said softly:
"If I touch you, you won't scratch me, right?"
He had been scratched all over his head a few days ago, and even now he could still see some slight traces of scabs that had not gone away. Su Mu felt lustful again.
The opportunity to touch Mr. Ye in the office is really rare.
No wonder many old porn fans like what kind of uniforms and what scenes.
It turns out that this thing is really...exciting.
Anyway, it's my wife, maybe she already has it in her belly, it's useless if I don't touch it.
Assistant Su meant what he said and stretched his big hand forward.
If there was a ranking list of the meanest men in the world, and Su Mu would say he was number two, probably no one would dare to claim number one.
Just touch it, you don't have to be mean-mouthed.
"Honey, why do you feel a little shrunk? Professor Bining at least...!"
Before he had time to feel the soft feeling on his hands, a stream of dark mud was splashed in front of his eyes, and then he was pinched around his waist.
Ouch!!
Assistant Su screamed and his vision went dark:
"Ah! It hurts, it hurts, I was wrong! Help!!"
There was a burst of howling in the office, but the beauties in the administrative department outside were already used to it, and they were even making bets with great interest to see how long Assistant Su could keep screaming today.
The girl named Xiaojing was the most interested:
"I bet that if each person drinks coffee, Assistant Su can only hold on for one minute at most."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a clang in Mr. Ye's office.
Then the office door was opened, suddenly revealing a dark face, opening his mouth and shouting for help:
"Call the police for me!"
"Murder your husband."
"Oh my god, I'm not alive anymore."
A group of beauties looked through the half-open door and saw Assistant Su lying on the ground with his hands tightly hooked on the door frame. Mr. Ye's eyebrows were raised, and he grabbed Assistant Su's legs with both hands and pulled them in hard.
The office door closed with a loud bang.
There was another burst of howling like ghosts and wolves inside.
A few minutes later, Assistant Su walked out of Mr. Ye's office in a miserable state, carrying a chicken coop on his head and his T-shirt torn into strips.