super fantasy life

Chapter 150

"Frog, it's none of your business whether Qianbaihui likes you or not? Anyway, it's not yours!"

Mo Jin saw the frog standing in front of him smirking, and knew that he was thinking wildly again.

"My lord, I'm also curious. I hope that Qianbaihui's happiness will be mine, but it won't be my turn anyway? Sigh, I have more energy than I want, it's a pity, a pity, a pity."

Seeing Mo Jin glaring at him, Frog quickly lowered his head, but his mouth was still muttering non-stop.

"Frog, I warn you, if you want to get along with Se, you should be good with one heart and one mind. If you are still half-hearted, one mountain looks at the other, and you don't repent, don't say that Se herself doesn't agree, Se If your family doesn't agree, I won't agree either. At that time, I will be the first to do it to you."

Mo Jin sternly warned the frog.

"My lord, I have a sincere heart for Meiji in charge. I really fell in love with her. Just now I just talked about it. It's just a mouthful. Please calm down, my lord, please calm down."

The frog was so frightened that it lay on the ground and trembled.

"Get up, go and get the design drawings and construction drawings of Dilong Music Square."

Mo Jin kicked the frog.

"Here, I'll get it right away."

Frog got up from the ground, ran over and took a wooden lacquer box and held it in front of Mo Jin.

"Are you sure these were used in the final construction of Dilong Music Square?"

Mo Jin flipped through the blueprints Frog handed over.

"For sure, my lord, I secretly took it from the stuffy closet of my dying grandfather. It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong."

Frog made a promise to Mo.

"Is it a mouthful for you to call 蝤蛑 like that? I'm tired of hearing it. How did you open his stuffy cabinet? Is it so easy for you to steal it?"

Mo Jin felt that there was something wrong with these drawings.

"You Mo Er, an old man, has only one breath left. Isn't it easy for me to steal a stuffy cabinet?"

The frog simply called it the nickname of crocodile.

"Do you think you are great? Don't be fooled by Youmo II's superficial appearance. How can you be sure that this drawing is real?"

Mo Jin has already seen that there are problems with these drawings.

Because one of the drawings marked the arena as the second floor underground, but the arena was clearly built on the third floor underground.

On the corners of a few drawings, there are tiny crosses marked. If you don't look carefully, you can't find it at all.

"After I sneaked out, I asked the logistics manager here, and he said it was true."

Frog thought that the head of logistics couldn't lie to him, and he was now the chief helm of Dilong Company.

"Go and call him for me."

Mo Jin continued to look at the drawings.

"Here."

The frog went out to call people.

"It seems that this Dilong Music Hall is really an underground castle!"

Mo Jin felt the difficulty of the problem. Although You Mo Er was temporarily taken down, it was easy to take his life.But the real contest is in the Dragon Music Square here. Even if you take his life, it's useless if you can't attack the underground castle of the Dragon Music Square. square.

"My lord, someone has brought it here."

Frog pushed the head of logistics to Mo Jin.

"How many years have you been in charge here?"

Mo Jin asked very casually, still looking down at the blueprint.

"Returning to the young master, the servants will be in charge here on the first day of the official opening of Dilong Music Square."

The logistics manager is in his 50s.

"Is this drawing correct?"

Mo Jin still didn't raise his head.

"It's absolutely true, it was the slave who handed it over to the Lord and put it in the stuffy cabinet."

The logistics manager answered with great confidence.

"Frog, kill him!"

Mo Jin slapped the table and said sharply.

"what?!"

The frog knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

"Young master, you don't need to intercede for the servant, the servant did not say anything wrong, he just wants to kill him."

The logistics manager didn't panic.

"My lord, this, this, this..."

Frog knelt on the ground, trembling all over. He was not pleading for the logistics manager, but Mo Jin slapped the table and said the word "kill", which scared him into such a cowardly state.

"Did you say something wrong?"

While talking, Mo Jin brought a blueprint to the candlestick and lit it with a candle.

"I didn't say anything wrong."

The logistics manager's mouth was still very hard, he didn't pay attention to the young man Mo Jin at all.

"You really didn't say anything wrong, it's only here!"

Mo Jin suddenly jumped up from his seat, jumped over the table, and stuffed the burning blueprint into the mouth of the logistics manager.

"Woooooooo..."

The logistics manager struggled hard.

"Haven't you said anything wrong yet?"

Mo Jin pinched the mouth of the logistics officer and lifted him up.

"Woooooooo..."

The head of logistics shook his head desperately, kicking his feet wildly.

"Say, what are these blueprints all about?"

Mo Jin threw the logistics manager to the ground.

"Small, small, little master, this, this, these blueprints are all, all, all fake, true, true, true, no one has ever seen it. Even my master, master, master, oh, you, you, Youmo II, he, he, he himself has never seen the real design and construction drawings."

The head of logistics sat on the ground, stammering the truth with a dirty mouth full of paper ashes.

"Haven't You Mo Er seen the real blueprint?"

Mo Jin repeated, and lit another blueprint.

"My lord, my lord, don't click, click, click again. This servant is telling the truth. This Dragon Music Hall was not built by You Moer, but by King Longdu."

Seeing that Mo Jin lit another blueprint, the logistics manager hurriedly said that the Dilong Music Hall was built for the King of Longdu. He thought that Mo Jin would not dare to stuff the blueprint into his mouth again.

"Constructed by King Longdu? How do you know?"

Mo Jin was taken aback, as expected, this Dragon Music Square is not easy.

"This, this, this..."

The head of logistics faltered.

"So what?"

Mo Jin rolled the burning blueprint into a stick shape, and moxibustion aimed at [Meichong acupoint] of the logistics manager.

"I said, I said."

The [Meichong point] in charge of logistics was burned, and the pain in the head was unbearable, begging for mercy repeatedly.

"Say it!"

"Because the slave is in charge of the logistics supply here, the people from Baguolongdu also want to please me. They were drunk and accidentally brought up this matter."

"People from Longdu? Are there many people from Longdu here?"

Mo Jin couldn't help being taken aback.

"Of course, the fourth and fifth basement floors are full of people from Ba Guolong."

The head of logistics said tremblingly.

"The fourth and fifth floors of the basement are full of people from Longdu? How many people are there in total?"

Mo Jin calmed down.

"I don't know how many people there are. They never let me go down. But judging from the food consumption, there should be a lot of people. Because just a breakfast meal requires ten carts of rice noodles."

The person in charge of logistics said that he was a little scared.

"When did they come? Don't they usually come out for activities?"

Mo Jin never thought that Dilong Yuefang would be so complicated. He had considered many situations, but he never thought that there would be so many supernatural beings from Longdu living here.

"My lord, the servants really don't know when they entered the Dragon Music Square, and they never come to the top for activities."

"What else do you know?"

"Little master, this servant only knows this, I really don't know anything else."

"Frog, you send someone to take care of him first, and then go and find me the scorpion."

Mo Jin was going to learn more about those supernatural beings who lived on the fourth and fifth floors of the basement through the beasts.

After being defeated by Mo Jin on the arena, Bi Shen only listens to Mo Jin now.

He has well-developed limbs and a simple mind. He will listen to whoever is stronger than him, and he will listen to whoever satisfies him with wine and meat. What's more, he almost lost his abilities and his life belongs to his body.

(End of this chapter)