Spell Fight: All my spells are forbidden!

Since he came to this world, Yuetong has never had any bullshit ideas to save the world.

And what protection is weak.

Protect non-magicians.

What creation has only one world of sorcerers, it is impossible and impossible.

There is no point in thinking about so much so-called righteousness all day.

Having money, women, and a place to live is what I pursue.

Of course, killing curses in leisure time is also a good livelihood.

Everyone has their own aspirations, and this is what they are after.

"Fuheihir may be in the arms of some woman."

"Of course, compared to this guy who has no morality or bottom line."

"I'd rather work with you."

Kong Shiyu lit a cigarette and they walked together in the direction of his employer's house, smoking the cigarette in his mouth to finish his work.

Obviously, Fuheihir's reputation may not be so good.

At least it can only make Kong Shiyu have the idea of cooperation.

"It seems that Fuhei can't even help you!"

"The famous Warlock Killer."

Yuetong lit a cigarette and looked at the tall buildings in front of him, ridiculing Kong Shiyu at the same time.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps this list of businesses will have a lot of intimidation money.

Earn some intimidation gold?

Shuddering.

Not only did the money be earned, but it was earned standing up.

"Later, I will face an important figure in the Panxing Sect, this group of people who believe in Tian Yuan."

"There's no shortage of money."

Kong Shiyu pressed the elevator switch, and Yuetong carried the woman in.

The elevator is not big.

But it's clearly decorated in gold.

Quite a wealthy style.

Of course, in addition, there are many historical introductions about them in the Panxing Sect.

Obviously, their belief in the so-called Lord Tianyuan has reached a certain point of irreparability.

These guys almost dedicated their wives to Tian Yuan.

Of course, it may not be ruled out that some people have already done so.

Yuetong nodded, agreeing with the agent's idea.

Why not make more money.

Of course, it is essential to enjoy life after making money.

Knock knock knock!

Kong Shiyu walked forward and knocked on the door of the office.

The footsteps are slow.

After a while, an elderly man opened the door.

"Finally"

"You're finally here."

The gray-haired old man's eyes were already bloodshot, and his anxious look was self-evident.

The moment he saw the woman, he hurriedly measured the woman's breathing on Yuetong's shoulder with his hand.

A panicked look fell to the ground as his fingers touched the necklace.

Nothing is still there.

For people, just live.

Yuetong left the woman on a bed prepared in advance in the office.

Take out your phone and check the amount transferred.

Six million yen arrived smoothly.

Apparently on top of the original three million, three million was added.

"End of character."

"Let's go and leave."

Kong Shiyu looked at Yuetong for a moment and saw that he had no thoughts of intimidation, so he straightforwardly said goodbye to the client beside him.

The old man did not immediately examine the woman.

Something rubbed on her.

Soon after, but on the necklace with him, he took out a note.

On the front three words of the note, the three words of star slurry were written proudly.

"Yuetong, I'm curious to face this kind of big head."

"You didn't intimidate."

Kong Shiyu looked at Yuetong in front of him in disbelief, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and look at him in front of him.

Did it change someone.

"Three million adds three million, and obviously he knows the rules of my industry."

Tsuki stretched and looked at the deposit of 13 million yen on his phone, it was clear that this string of numbers could make him a lot happier.

In the past three months, I have taken on a lot of tasks, and the commission has increased from tens of thousands at the beginning to three million now.

Of course, intimidation is purely familiar.

"Perhaps."

"Do you want to have a meal together?"

"Celebrities among hunters."

Kong Shiyu lit a cigarette and looked at Yuetong in front of him, and couldn't help but send out a sincere invitation.

For this kind of rising spell master, making friends is a good option.

It just so happens that I have about the same time.

Have a meal and go back to your home to deal with related matters.

"It's almost six o'clock."

"Get off work at the point!"

Yuetong turned and walked onto the ground covered with the setting sun, and slowly walked to one side.

Of course, sometimes walking is not a good way.

The hole on one side also went in the other direction.

My own villa is not large, only five or six hundred square meters.

Because he lived alone and was too lazy to clean, he posted a job advertisement about a maid at the door.

However, in the past two months, because of the long business trip, I have not interviewed the people who came.

When people come, they leave.

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