School flower's personal dragon

"What, my true essence imprint was actually erased by someone,"

In the Nanyang black market where people come and go and stalls are crowded, a monk at the third level of true energy who was buying obsidian profound stones suddenly realized that his "demon blood dagger" had been refined.

It turned out that he recently got close to a Vietnamese arms tycoon nicknamed Brother Chickie, and helped him settle several opponents, and got a reward of more than 2 million U.S. dollars. Converted into RMB, that is [-] to [-] billion, which is enough He bought a piece of obsidian black stone, and once he accumulated two pieces, he would be able to open up the passage to the ancient world of China, and be able to enter for half an hour to search for heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

There are still many people like him in the black market. If you want to make a greater breakthrough in cultivation, you must obtain better cultivation resources.

There are very few such high-quality resources on the earth, and they are almost collected by the monks in the past, so they can only venture into the ancient world of China.

After muttering to himself, the cultivator left the black market with a sullen face and rushed to the casino in Xinli City.

He wants to get back his "demon blood dagger". This is four months ago, he entered the ancient world of Huaxia and teamed up with people to kill a fierce beast. Although the magic weapon transformed from iron smelting is not her best treasure, she is unwilling to part with it.

The reason why I handed it over to that chicken boy and let him play for a few days is because he still wants to continue to cooperate with the other party and get more money to buy obsidian black stones.

If possible, he would really like to steal all of Brother Jizai's assets, but doing so would be very risky. If he accidentally let his dantian breed demonic nature, then he would be at a big loss, let alone enter the ancient world of China , Even the possibility of continuing to improve the cultivation level is not possible. This is also the experience accumulated by many predecessors with blood and tears.

This kind of demonic nature, invisible and intangible, is similar to a demon in the heart, which will make people bloodthirsty, but this kind of behavior is most rejected by the ancient world and is not allowed to enter.

Therefore, people with high cultivation bases will not bully the weak at will, especially ordinary people. If they are unlucky enough to give birth to demon nature, then they will be finished, and they will be obliterated by the powerful force on the way to enter the ancient Chinese realm.

"Hmph, since the other party can erase the mark of true essence I left, it seems that he must be an ancient martial artist. As long as he is not an ordinary person, it doesn't matter if he kills 1 of them."

The monk at the third level of true energy shouted coldly, his movements were as fast as lightning, and he ran towards the casino where Yang Dagen was.

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inside the casino.

Except for the dead Chicken Brother, the others still stopped at their original positions and did not dare to move. The atmosphere was calm and needles could be heard. Yang Dagen crossed his legs to let a middle-aged man with a black boss wearing an Ashima windbreaker give him a hand. He shines shoes.

"You are the owner of this casino," said Yang Dagen, whose black leather shoes had been polished extremely shiny, and he felt that the owner of the casino did not have the ability to polish shoes.

"Yes, yes, yes... I am,"

The boss wiped his sweat, nodded and bowed his head, and responded with a smile. Seeing that Yang Dagen was still holding the unlit cigarette in his hand, he quickly took out the lighter to light it, but Yang Dagen threw the cigarette in his hand.

Yang Dagen squinted his eyes and said unhappily, "What the hell, I'm scared now, knowing to light a cigarette for me, what did you do long ago, are you waiting to see me kill you?"

"No...no, I definitely don't mean that," the casino boss knelt down, trembling, his face pale, listening to Yang Dagen's tone, it seemed that he didn't intend to spare him. Knowing that he should have run over to get angry with this old man just now.

"I don't care if you mean it or not, anyway, let's close this casino from today," Yang Dagen said viciously, and then said to Qin Lei and the others who had already walked in, "When you leave later, smash this casino down." , don't leave a complete thing, the service attitude is too bad, it must be rectified, "

"Yes, big brother," Qin Lei said loudly, and cast a cold glance at the casino owner, while those young people from the Miao village were full of vigor and fighting spirit.

happy.

It's such a joy.

The people sitting in this private room are not local tyrants worth over [-] million, but so what, now they look at themselves, wishing to roll over and give money to beg for mercy.

Of course, Yang Dagen was only targeting the two guys who wanted to kill him, and the casino owner who didn't treat him well, and he didn't plan to take advantage of the others to make a fortune.

"No, big brother, big brother, whatever you want me to do, I will agree, just please don't smash my casino," the casino owner cried to his father and mother.

"It doesn't matter if you don't smash it, just spend a billion dollars," Yang Dagen said lightly. The scale of this casino is not small, and it is located in the city center. According to the identities of the gamblers who come in, its comprehensive value is definitely more than 30 billion dollars. , The asking price is one billion US dollars, which can be regarded as Yang Dagen's lenient attitude towards the casino owner on the basis of his view that the leather shoes are well polished.

"Okay, I'll give one billion," the casino owner heaved a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and agreed. Although one billion dollars hurt his vitality, he still could afford it.

The boss's work efficiency is very high. He got the account number given by Yang Dagen and completed the transfer in a few minutes. He mainly wanted to send away the evil god Yang Dagen as soon as possible. Anyway, if this is the case, his casino will not open in the future.

"Let's go." With 30 billion US dollars in the account, Yang Dagen intends to leave, and he has to go to Brother Jizai's site to collect the bills. After all, everyone is dead, and there is no one to keep the money, so it is better to borrow it and use it. , The money will be of great use when he returns to Chunjiang City, otherwise he would come here to make money in a hurry.

After leaving the casino, Yang Dagen vaguely sensed something, so he said to Qin Lei: "You guys go to the chicken's place, and ask someone to transfer the money to this account, and call after the completion."

"Brother, is there any danger?" Qin Lei worried. After being out with Yang Dagen for so long, he also roughly figured out Yang Dagen's temper, and felt that some enemy should have killed him.

Yang Dagen glanced at Qin Lei with admiration, okay boy, he's almost becoming a roundworm in my stomach, so he shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry, an ant is here, and this ant seems to be useful."

"Haha, that's good, I'll take people there first," Qin Lei smiled, and then left with a dozen brothers. As for the other brothers, they were taking care of A Fei and A Wang in a nearby hospital.

After that, Yang Dagen came to the back of the casino with a smile, and walked towards the person.

After running all the way for a few minutes, Yang Dagen encountered the middle-stage true qi third-level ancient martial artist who came rushing upright. The man stood on a hilltop, as if he also sensed that Yang Dagen's visitor was not kind.

"You're looking for this," Yang Dagen shook the scarlet dagger in his hand.

"Hmph, it was you who took my things and let me rush out of the Nanyang trade black market, wasting 100 million entry fees in vain," the monk was furious, and then turned into a stern wind, killing Yang Dagen.

"Nanyang trade black market," Yang Dagen was slightly taken aback. He didn't know where this Nanyang trade black market was, but it sounds like it should be a market for ancient martial monks to trade, similar to an antique market.

Seeing the opponent coming, Yang Dagen's eyes flashed with disdain, and then he teleported to behind that guy, and grabbed his neck like lightning, "Take me to the black market you mentioned, or die,"