I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

 Chapter 801 I have no idea what to say

Yang Feiyun invited them more than once, and every time he was very enthusiastic, as if the previous rejection had no impact on him.

Whether it was Mao Xiaofang or Qin Yao, they both experienced from him what it means to be kind and generous.

And refused this kind of thing again and again, Qin Yao didn't care about the relationship with Yang Feiyun, but Mao Xiaofang didn't want to embarrass the relationship. After all, they had no plans to leave for the time being, and they couldn't see each other without looking up...

“Brother Qin, would you like to go there later?”

“You said it, just go.” Qin Yao said with a smile.

Yang Feiyun was overjoyed and shouted: "Boss, please charge the breakfast expenses of these two to my account."

 “Okay…” The shop owner wearing an apron turned around and said, with a smile on his fat face.

Shortly after.

Yang Feiyun paid the money, opened his umbrella, and took Qin and Mao through the streets and alleys. After walking for about a stick of incense, he came to an ordinary house and said, "Two Taoist priests, please come inside."

The two of them walked through the door and saw that compared to the shabby facade, the interior of the house looked even more shabby. If it weren't for the fact that there was a table and a bed, it would have perfectly explained what it means to be a house with four walls.

"Mr. Yang, why are you doing this?" Mao Xiaofang couldn't help asking when he saw Yang Feiyun fetching three horses from the corner and hurriedly pouring water for them.

 In his opinion, given Yang Feiyun's ability, if there was no accident, he would definitely not live in such a simple way.

"I have a problem. I can't keep any money on hand." Yang Feiyun said with a smile: "If I can't save any money, my life will be shabby. Please don't take it off."

 “Why can’t you save money?” Mao Xiaofang asked naturally.

Yang Feiyun silently suppressed his smile and said self-deprecatingly: "My eyes are shallow, and I can't see the suffering in the world."

Mao Xiaofang was startled for a moment, then immediately stood in awe.

 This means donating all the remaining wealth in hand.

 It can be said to be high-spirited and bright.

Qin Yao frowned, suddenly feeling impatient in his heart.

Perhaps because of the endorsement of the original work, or because of preconceptions, Yang Feiyun’s current behavior became a performance in his eyes.

Who the **** is in the mood to watch you play a good guy?

 Besides, if you have the skills to perform, you might as well go level up. A good final BOSS, but he is still a rookie now. Killing him is not a nip in the bud. This is a **** waste.

Gan!

“Taoist Master Mao, Mr. Yang, don’t you want to have a cup of tea and discuss Taoism? The tea has been drunk, so let’s discuss Taoism quickly.”

“Isn’t Taoist Qin participating?” Yang Feiyun asked.

Qin Yao shook his head: "I use the method of proving the Tao through strength, just like a warrior who tortures his body day after day. There is not much that can be said."

Yang Feiyun took a deep look at his body structure and couldn't help but nod his head and said: "It's really appropriate for Taoist fellow Taoist to take this path."

Mao Xiaofang twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and said secretly: "Hell, prove the truth with force..."

He discussed Taoism with Qin Yao more than once, knowing that the other person's Taoism was far superior to his own, and he was not a martial artist at all!

at the same time.

 Seven Sisters Church.

 Zhong Jun was holding a thousand yuan sent by the Ge family in his hand, and his expression was particularly ugly.

After confirming that the house was no longer haunted, the Ge family simply sent someone a thousand yuan, but Mr. Ge not only didn't show up, he didn't even mean to see her. If you can't even see anyone, how can you talk about having a relationship?

But she couldn't blame him for this. After all, he promised a reward of 1,000 yuan and didn't default on it. He sent the money right away. Why should she resent it?

 As long as she doesn’t blame others, she can’t blame herself, right?

 She is the biggest sufferer because of all the time and money spent here.

This thought flashed through his mind, and the object of his resentment was instantly clear. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "It's all those two foreigners' fault."

He Daijin stood opposite his master, not daring to talk. She was afraid that if she spoke to him, the master would remember that she was the one who instigated the incident, and then put the blame on herself.

“Bring gold, young man’s brain works very fast. Please help me think of how to get rid of the bad breath in my heart.” Zhong Jun said.

He Daijin quietly raised his head and said softly: "Those two people are sanctimonious. They regard themselves as great mages and believe that it is their bounden duty to conquer demons and eliminate demons. This is their weakness. We can do this, this and this..."

 It was noon in a blink of an eye.

 Qin and Mao rejected Yang Feiyun's intention to treat guests. Their tone was soft but their attitude was firm and they turned around and left.

Yang Feiyun had no choice but to send them off again and again, until they were sent two streets away before he stopped and watched the two of them leave together.

He didn't know if his performance today had conquered the two of them. He just hoped to leave an impression in their minds that he was a good person, so that they would not pay too much attention to himself.

 After all, he has many secrets that cannot bear to be dug deeper...

 “Master Qin, Master Mao.” In the blink of an eye, when the duo arrived in front of the hotel together, Jun Zhong, who was smiling all over his face, immediately felt like a dog-skin plaster.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Yao asked bluntly.

 “I have another task here that I want to do…”

“We are not players, and you are not an NPC, so how come there are so many tasks?” Qin Yao said flatly.

 Zhong Jun: “?”

 What players, NPCs, I don’t understand at all.

Looking at her confused look, Mao Xiaofang shook his head: "Go on, what's the matter?"

"There are zombies on Cuidu Mountain. Please help me get rid of the zombies. After that, I will still be rewarded with 3,000 yuan," Zhong Jun said.

“Three thousand yuan?” Qin Yao smiled, waved his hand and said, “That was the last transaction price.”

Zhong Jun’s heart skipped a beat: What do you mean? "

Qin Yao raised his right hand and held up three fingers: "The appearance fee this time is 30,000 yuan. We still have to pay up front. If you don't have money, we can negotiate."

He used his toes to think that this zombie couldn't possibly be Xuan Kui. Since he wasn't Xuan Kui, why should he really think that he had nothing to do? Go to a barren mountain to find low-level zombies to practice with?

 Zhong Jun looked dull.

 Thirty thousand yuan!

This is not even called robbing, this is killing her.

The question before her now became—should she spend 30,000 yuan to buy a chance to kill them both?

 But she thought about it, and no matter how she looked at it, she couldn't see that this deal was a good deal!

  After a long time.

Zhong Jun returned to the Seven Sisters Hall with an expressionless face. He Daijin, who heard the movement, ran over quickly and said, "Master, the traps and everything are ready. When will they go up the mountain?"

"They won't go up the mountain." Zhong Jun's face darkened and he gritted his teeth and said.

He Daijin was stunned and asked cautiously: "What happened, Master?"

"Thirty thousand yuan! How dare he ask me for thirty thousand yuan!" Zhong Jun said angrily: "There is something wrong with me, give him thirty thousand yuan as an appearance fee!!"

 He brings gold: “…”

 She now finally understands what it means to eat snails by a tiger, unable to eat them anymore.

 (End of this chapter)