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Chapter 2259 No one can rob

Even though Cai Gen'er gave an ultimatum, Qi Mingpu still kept his mouth shut and was really reluctant to give up.

After being thirsty for a lifetime and finally drinking water, how could I be willing to vomit?

Looking expectantly at the group of people around me, I hope they can come up with a better solution.

After all, three cobblers are worth one Zhuge Liang, and there are dozens of cobblers in front of us.

But when Qi Mingpu saw the eyes of this group of people, he felt a surge of anger, and his originally round and round head became wrinkled into a bun.

He squeezed out a few words fiercely.

"Cai Gen'er, no matter what you say.

I would rather suffocate to death than take advantage of them.

We are enemies in the same industry, and I will admit it."

It turned out that everyone was looking at Qi Mingpu expectantly.

It seems that Qi Mingpu is a good dish put on the table, and everyone wants a piece of it.

Whether concentrated or diluted, Reiki is Reiki.

When ordinary people absorb the most essential energy between heaven and earth, they can prolong their lives, maintain good health, and live a long life.

Practitioners absorb it, so that their skills will be greatly increased and their strength will be improved, and they will avoid many boring cultivation paths.

Everyone in this room, except Cai Gen, has reached an unimaginable level of thirst for spiritual energy.

They happened to come across a fat sheep that was about to release its spiritual energy. If Cai Gen hadn't been holding it down, they would have wanted to snatch it away.

Cai Gen'er also felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. Because of everyone's fiery gazes, the temperature in the room seemed to have risen a lot.

I immediately understood what they meant and wanted to pick up the slack.

But what Cai Gen'er can't figure out is, don't these people dislike Mi Tai?

Do you really not care about anything for the sake of spiritual energy?

Qi Mingpu is such a bad old man, and the spiritual energy he absorbs and then spits out is a bit disgusting just thinking about it.

As a result, this group of seniors who had already become famous were strong at heart, and no one showed even the slightest bit of disdain.

"I said you can do it, but what about it?

Everyone, sit down for me.

If I weren't here, would you have to give Lao Qitou a share?

Everyone is a little reserved, and it's not something extraordinary.

As long as you follow me, there will be plenty in the future.

This unseen appearance makes me very disappointed.”

The older ones sat down one after another after being dismissed by Cai Gen'er.

But the younger ones are not so thin-skinned.

"Boss Cai, you have made me say this.

You feel that in a civilized society now, everyone sticks to a bottom line and no one dares to cross it. It seems that the moral standard is very high.

In fact, in the supernatural world, it's a matter of life and death.

Especially because of the scarcest resource, spiritual energy.

It is no exaggeration to say that aura represents life, eternal life, strength, and everything.

Who can avoid red eyes?"

Although Shi Huozhu was not the most urgent, on such an occasion today, he wanted to consolidate his position as a think tank, so he took the initiative to explain to Cai Gen.

There is no expectation that Cai Gen can understand them, or at least make Cai Gen'er not look at these people like fools.

After listening to Shi Huozhu's interpretation, everyone nodded. His description was quite appropriate.

Masala saw that Cai Gen'er still had some doubts in his eyes, so a man came to help him draw an analogy.

"Boss Cai, for practitioners, spiritual energy is

It's like students' obsession with scores.

Just like the obsession of diabetics with insulin.

Just like the attachment of an old man who has been bachelor for fifty years to the young widow.

To put it more exaggeratedly, it’s like your persistence in wealth and freedom.”

These analogies are very good.

Cai Gen'er felt distressed for a few seconds before he finally understood.

But Cai Gener also has another kind of obsession, which is the obsession with the bottom line.

As long as he is alive and as long as he still has the final say, there will be no such scene of cannibalism in front of his eyes, whether it is spiritual energy or anything else.

And this hole must not be opened. If everyone develops a habit, it will happen again in the future.

If there are certain things that cannot be done, then they must not be done, and rules must be established.

"Lao Qitou, the window is open, you put it outside.

No one is cheap.

Let's set a rule today.

Whoever has it belongs to him. You can give it to him, but you can't take it away.

Everyone's personal belongings are sacrosanct.

As long as I am alive, I must abide by this rule.

Anyone who breaks the rules will use my face as a shoe mat.

Don’t blame me for being ruthless when the time comes.”

Everyone in the room was shocked.

They all glared at Shi Huozhu, who still hadn't explained the scarcity of spiritual energy to Cai Gen just now.

The spiritual energy in Qi Mingpu's body is much higher than the spiritual energy slowly emanating from the caves and paradises created by Cai Gen.

Just wasting it in vain, isn’t that a sin?

But Cai Gen'er has already said it, and it can be regarded as the first time that Cai Gen'er has established rules in a formal occasion.

Most people really don't dare to take advantage of Cai Gen'er.

Anyone who dares to offend Cai Gen'er would never do that.

Qi Mingpu was so moved by the rules set by Cai Gener that his eyes were red.

If it weren't for Cai Gen'er's support here, there would probably have been bloodshed today.

After all, the composition of this group of people is complex, and if you test human nature, it is destined to have no good results.

He turned around hard and stuck his head out of the window.

Without much effort, I started to release my spiritual energy.

Others in the room frowned, clenched their fists, and sighed.

Everyone was as upset as if they had lost hundreds of millions, but there was nothing they could do.

It was as if the spiritual energy released by Qi Mingpu was their blood. It was heartbreaking and quite lively.

The most exaggerated thing was the eighth disciple, lying on the table and crying loudly. He kept mumbling.

"Masters, I am done, there is no hope in this life.

I will never become strong again.

I failed to live up to your expectations.

There is no way I can survive this day, I don’t want to live anymore.”

Cai Gen'er got angry when he heard this. He couldn't hold it back and threw the teacup in his hand.

It hit the eighth disciple on the back of the head, the cup shattered, and the scalding hot tea poured over his neck.

"Get out, get out and die.

This hasn't happened yet, it's a matter of life and death.

Isn’t it just spiritual energy?

What a fun thing.

Why is there no depth at all?

If you want to become like this ball.

I can do it in minutes."

As he spoke, Cai Gen'er took out the mineral water bottle that had been taken from Qi Mingpu's clothes pocket. There was at least eight taels of the faint yellow liquid inside.

He pushed the mineral water bottle hard onto the table.

"This is the spiritual energy I gave to Lao Qitou.

Concentrated liquid spiritual energy.

Let me see if any of you dare to come over and drink.

Don't say I won't give you a chance."

It was the first time that the Eight Disciples saw Cai Gen'er lose his temper, and he originally wanted to get out of the house to avoid the danger.

But when he saw the face of the bottle of mineral water, he came back again.

The eyes of the people who were originally dejected became hot again.

However, even with the simplest brain circuit, he would not dare to touch the mineral water bottle.

After all, Cai Gener has just established the rules. This is considered fishing law enforcement. Who dares to hit the muzzle of the gun?

There is another level of worry. After drinking it, you will become like Qi Mingpu, an old man who drinks arsenic and seeks death.

Seeing that no one was moving, Cai Gen unscrewed the mineral water bottle and drank it in one gulp.

Everyone was stunned and their heads were numb. Cai Gen's behavior was really weird.

Then I heard Qi Mingpu crying.

"That's mine, you obviously gave it to me.

Why did you drink it?"


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