My Supreme Sword System

Looking at the excited Ma Zhen, Ji Yun looked confused and didn't know what to say.

One world, two brothers

This sentence is the line he saw in the novel (Biography of the two dragons of the Tang Dynasty) two days ago. Why is the boy excited?

It seems that we should read more.

He shook his head. Ji Yun didn't care. He didn't pay attention to these dregs at all.

Ji Yun is still interested in this play.

"Sure enough, going out once in a while can make you feel much better. Hey hey." Ji Yun murmured in a low voice, his eyes turning. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Hearing this, Wang Ziying was stunned and looked surprised. She thought she had heard wrong and said timidly, "Ji... Ji Yun, what were you talking about just now?"

"Cough... Nothing!" Ji Yun said calmly.

"Oh..." Wang Ziying lowered her head and stopped talking. She didn't know what she was thinking.

"Let my brother and cousin go! I'll fight you!" Ma Zhen didn't hear what Ji Yun was saying. At the moment, he was very excited and shouted to the students of Zhanwang Pavilion.

"Hehe, we can let that little girl go, but the boy behind you must be beaten!" there was humanity.

"Why?"

Ji Yun is talking. He doesn't understand why he can't let go of himself?

"Hum! Because I hate people who are more handsome than me!" the man snorted coldly.

"Shit!" Ji Yun almost vomited blood and said, "is it my fault to be handsome?"

"All right! Stop chattering! Beat me! Beat me to death!" I don't know who shouted. These people were ready to move and rushed towards this area.

"Stop!" Ji Yun suddenly shouted.

These people were stunned, but they stopped.

"What kind of tricks do you want?" the leader frowned.

"What's the meaning of fighting like this? Like street gangsters, where is the demeanor of fairies?" Ji Yun said.

"What do you want?" the man frowned.

"Of course, it's some color heads. It's so boring to fight without color heads." Ji Yun said.

"Color head? What color head do you want?" the man wondered.

"Since it's a fight, I won't say it's complicated. Let's give money. If you lose, give money." Ji Yun said.

"Give money if you lose?" the man looked at Ji Yun contemptuously as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "How many cents do you have? I can see your few cents?"

"Yes, the boy hasn't woke up yet. Gamble with us, ha ha ha!"

Someone laughed.

How much money can a newly graduated high school student have?

Who can come to Xiandao training class to practice? Who is not a rich man?

For a class, the tuition fee is tens of thousands. At the end of a year, the tuition fee is hundreds of thousands. Can ordinary people afford it?

Ji Yun smiled and said, "don't worry about this. I have money."

Said Ji Yun, took out a bank card and said, "do you have equipment to check the balance?"

"Of course." humane.

"Well, take it and check it. You'll know how much money I have." Ji yundao.

The students were stunned. Obviously, they couldn't hold it. They couldn't help looking at coach Fang.

Coach Fang nodded faintly and said, "go get the machine."

"OK!" the man bumped his ass.

"By the way, in order to thank coach Fang for our cultivation, I suggest that no matter how much money this boy has, after winning, he should give it all to coach Fang!" someone said with a flattering face.

"Well said, I agree!"

"OK, I agree!"

"Yes, yes, without coach Fang, there would be no us today, and I agree!"

Everyone expressed their consent to the matter.

Coach Fang also smiled, but he didn't take it seriously.

As just said, how much money can a high school student have?

MA Zhen and Wang Ziying also looked at Ji Yun with an incredible face.

"Brother Yun, you can't play really?" Ma Zhen said.

"No, really, do you think we can get out of here today?" Ji Yun said.

"This..." Ma really stopped talking. He had to bite his teeth and endure his anger. He thought that he would beat these people even if he was beaten and disabled for a while!

"Brother Yun! I'll give you the money! I've been lucky and earned nearly 100000 yuan during this time!" Ma Zhen took out a card and said loudly.

"Come on, I don't like your 100000. Besides, we're here to win money."

Ji Yun knows that Ma Zhen's 100000 yuan is used by him to pay training fees.

"Ji... Ji Yun, I, I have money." Wang Ziying suddenly whispered.

"Hmm?" Ji Yun looked at Wang Ziying suspiciously.

Wang Ziying took out a card, handed it to Ji Yun and said, "here... There are 200000 in it."

After thinking about it, Wang Ziying opened her eyes and summoned up her courage to look at Ji Yun and said, "did we give money and these people won't beat us?"

Ji Yun was stunned. He just wanted to talk, but he was preempted by big back.

"If you are willing to give us all the money, we can naturally consider giving you a free hand. Anyway, brother Zhan Wang is a civilized man and won't care about you little children."

With that, big back carefully looked at coach Fang and saw that the other party didn't say anything, which relaxed his airway.

"Of course, we won't want any of the money. We'll give it all to our coach. After all, this time, you insulted him first, even if it was his mental loss."

Hearing this, Ma Zhen immediately said, "well, as long as you are willing to let us go, the money can be given to you!"

"Well, that's what I said..."

Before he finished, Ji Yun sneered and interrupted, "OK, what do you give? We're here to win money. Are you two stupid?"

"..." Ma Zhen.

"...." Wang Ziying.

"Ha ha! Boy, you have seed!" big back was stunned for a long time and laughed.

Coach Fang also frowned and looked at Ji Yun in surprise.

He had sensed Ji Yun's psionic fluctuations before, but he didn't get anything. He thought the other party was an ordinary person with a psionic value of no more than 10.

If your psionic power is less than 10, it's hard to know.

When yes, now it seems that there is something wrong.

If this boy is really an ordinary man, why would the other two obey him?

Before coach Fang thought more, someone took the machine.

"Swipe your card. I want to see how much money you have." the man said.

Ji Yun didn't talk nonsense. He put the card into the card slot.

After a while, Ji Yun took back the card and the data came out.

Looking at the single note, the man with the machine was completely stupid. His body seemed petrified and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Lao Zhuang, are you really evil? How much money do you have, you say!" someone said impatiently.

"This..." the man named Lao Zhuang, who took the machine, came back and wiped his eyes unbelievably. He looked like a small ticket again.

Everyone frowned and was a little unhappy. They scolded and said, "what are you doing? Tell me how much money you have."

"Yes, it's special. Did the poor student's property scare you?" when it comes to property, the man's voice bites very hard. When they heard this sentence, they couldn't help laughing.

How much money can Cary have for a high school student?

Hundreds of dollars?

Or a few thousand dollars?

"Er... You can see for yourself. To be honest, I may have lost my eyesight." Lao Zhuang threw the machine aside and handed over the note to others.

These people took the note and looked at it. They were stunned.

"A million?!"

"Hold the grass! Fifteen million?!"