The Plane Trading System of the Doomsday Master

"What do you want to do?!" Bai Taoist said with a sullen face, holding the talisman in his palm, waiting for the other party to make a move, and he would no longer care about the rules!

The Taoist group has rules. Taoism is not allowed to be used on mortals without endangering lives!

"Master! I beg you, I have offended people to death. If you don't save me, I will have no way to live!" With a plop, Feng Sanshui knelt down in front of Taoist Bai, bursting into tears.

"Brother, don't kneel down to him. If he doesn't save me, I will make it impossible for him to get out of the door!" Feng Shanlang's eyebrows stood on his head, his murderous intent was evident, and the tendons wrapped under his clothes were powerful and intimidating.

"Master!" Feng Sanshui hugged Taoist Bai's legs and howled again. As for what his subordinates were shouting, he couldn't hear it.

Taoist Bai sneered, "Feng Sanshui, Feng Sanshui."

Feng Sanshui didn't respond, nor did he let go. In short, he had no chance of survival, and Taoist Bai had to accompany him today!
"She's here." Suddenly, Taoist Bai said.

he came? Who is coming? Everyone was startled, not knowing why, and followed Taoist Bai's gaze.

With a 'bang' sound, the door that was closed with a copper lock was suddenly blasted open by a stream of air, bringing a cold wind across the hall. Everyone present shivered. Feng Sanshui reacted very quickly and got up and hid in Feng Shan. Behind Lang, his eyes were wide open and extremely frightened.

"Hey, there are a lot of people." A childish voice penetrated the tense atmosphere.

In front of everyone, the dark and skinny little girl walked in slowly, chewing toothpick candy.

Step by step, it's like taking a leisurely stroll, but it seems to be stepping on your heart, and no one dares to act rashly.

Feng Sanshui watched helplessly as the protagonist in his nightmare walked in step by step. He wanted to speak and was stopped, but there was a gurgling sound in his throat, and he was furious, but he couldn't say a word. He was possessed! He must have cast a spell on him from this woman!

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on his scalp, and his limbs shook uncontrollably like chaff.

"I'm a poor Taoist, Bai Xile. I don't know, which master is my fellow Taoist disciple?" Taoist Bai turned around and bowed with his hands in hand.

Yuan Zhuan narrowed his eyes, "Do you want to do justice for heaven, or do you want to help the evildoers?"

"It's natural to help the tyrants to do evil. I'm just here to make a little money. This Feng Sanshui has done many evil things, and he has his own reasons. I hope you can be more generous today and let him live."

"Feng Sanshui, there's something wrong with my shop." Yuan Zhuan bypassed Taoist Bai, approached freely, and sat on the sofa, chatting as peacefully and comfortably as an acquaintance.

As if he was following his words, Feng Sanshui's stiff limbs suddenly became able to move. He stood up in a swish and knelt upright again. There was a thud, which was painful to hear, but Feng Sanshui didn't even frown, "Master, Master, I Wrong, I really know that I am wrong, I never dare to do it again, don’t worry, your store will be fine tomorrow, it will definitely be fine! I guarantee that as long as I, Feng Sanshui, live for one day, your store will be fine, if there is If a blind person dares to trouble you, I, Feng Sanshui, will be the first to let him go!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Feng Sanshui's nice words were as if he didn't want money.

Yuan Zhuan smiled and looked at Feng Sanshui. If he lived for one day, it would not be guaranteed if he died?

It's a pity for his life, but he can't guarantee that he can trick her before he dies.

"Who is your superior?" In order to avoid trouble later, Yuan Zhuan was still prepared to find a base and take root. "You want to see Brother Xiong?" Feng Sanshui raised his head, the fear on his face dissipated a little, and it was obvious that Brother Xiong gave him confidence.

"Not interested." Looking for the gangster leader? what? A beating?

"If it is not resolved before ten o'clock tomorrow, I will speed up the time for your retribution." Yuan Zhuan slapped Feng Sanshui's face with the lighter he was playing with and said with a hooked lips.

"What, what do you mean?" Feng Sanshui trembled, what do you mean by the time of retribution?
"Think for yourself." Standing up, Yuan Zhuan passed by Taoist Bai, "Since practice is not easy, I'll give you a piece of advice. Don't hang out with these people anymore. Your aura is already mixed, and it won't be long before you stop. At this point, it’s not okay to go backwards. Just take care of yourself.”

Upon hearing this, Taoist Bai's face turned pale and he was stunned. His lips moved a few times, trying to say something, but the man had disappeared into the dusk.

The door closed by itself with a bang, which also woke up Feng Shanlang and others.

Confused, they turned around and saw their eldest brother slumped on the carpet with a dull expression.

Gymboree Bar, dynamic music is accompanied by colorful lights. In a semi-dark environment, a group of men and women with colorful hair are shaking their heads and swaying wildly to the rhythm of the dynamic music. The bar is full of men and women, pushing cups and having sex. With their ears and temples rubbing against each other, they are mostly young people.

In the private room, the skinny man held the two girls in his arms, feeding each other wine and grapes in a very uncomfortable manner. Feng Sanshui cried bitterly and knelt at the man's feet, shouting for help.

Feng Sanshui was hanging out with Xiong Hui in the Tenth Street area. He usually took the lead, and when anything happened, he always turned to Xiong Hui.

Xiong Hui helped Yuan Zhuan with his troubles. To untie the bell, the person who tied the bell had to be solved. Naturally, Xiong Hui had to take care of it.

Perhaps Feng Sanshui's howl was too unpleasant, which made people impatient to the extreme. With a bang, Feng Sanshui was kicked away by Xiong Hui, knocking down wine bottles on the ground.

Xiong Hui suppressed the smile on his face, stood up, with gloomy eyes, stepped forward, raised his right foot and stepped on Feng Sanshui's leg. The latter grinned in pain and did not dare to shout, "Feng Sanshui, you bitch, you are a coward." Damn! Is this how you embarrass me outside? I just sealed it for you and let you lift it the next day. What do you think I do here? Is it the wishing pool?" Xiong Hui also didn't understand, this orphan How could a widowed mother scare Feng Sanshui into a coward! It really impressed him!
He was just sealed yesterday and asked to be lifted today. What should those people think of him? How can he gain a foothold in the circle?

It is conceivable that if he really calls there today to cancel the call, he will immediately become a joke in the circle! This ten-street 'profit' has long been watched by the mad dog, and he is giving him looks every day. If he has a clue, then the mad dog will die of joy?
Thinking of this, Xiong Hui became even more angry and gave Feng Sanshui a few hard kicks to vent his anger. The pain was so painful that Feng Sanshui couldn't help but scream.

"Roe deer, go and capture that orphan and widower for me! Today I'm going to see what kind of goblin he is that can scare a fool like Feng Sanshui to this extent!"

When Yuan Zhuan came out, Zhao Yuxiang and Yuan Zhu were already asleep and didn't know she was coming out, so she didn't plan to go back too early. She sorted out the things in the warehouse and prepared to exchange them for Zhang Xiaoxiao. This morning, A message has been sent over there, saying that a lot of gold has been accumulated.

As for Feng Sanshui, Yuan Zhuan can basically figure out the ins and outs of the matter. I'm afraid there will still be some trouble in the seizure, but she is not worried. She now has the money she paid for it, which is enough for her to use for a while. Moreover, Cao Ming has not yet determined the address of the supermarket chain. She is considering whether to open a grain and oil processing plant or a food processing plant.

What the Doomsday side needs all year round is food, and it is troublesome for her to rely too much on other people's supplies. After all, she has the big secret of the system, so there is nothing wrong with being cautious.

Halfway through the inventory, Yuan Zhuan's chest suddenly trembled, "Not good!"

The formation at home has been touched!
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