Wait a minute! ! !

Wen Ruyu was stunned. Wasn't that the letter her father left for her?

"Uncle Zhang, how... did you know?"

Zhang Hongyu took a puff of cigarette and exhaled gently, with a complicated expression.

"I watched your father write that letter."

"Those things..."

"No need to say anything, just keep those things for yourself. Since you didn't come to me the first time, it means you have the answer in your heart."

Zhang Hongyu shook his head and stopped Wen Ruyu from talking.

Wen Ruyu was a little puzzled. Those two things were so valuable, but Uncle Zhang didn't care?

"I know what you are going to say. I really don't care about that little money. Let me tell you this. I have more than 1 billion in savings and more than 20 houses in Fengjing. Opening a store is just a hobby, not that I don't have money."

Zhang Hongyu said calmly.

Wen Ruyu's mouth twitched. You are really my good uncle Zhang.

When I was almost penniless, you asked me for food money! You actually told me that it was a hobby! !

He took a deep breath and put the gift on the table.

Thinking about it, he put his hand on the gift again, and a pair of hands blocked him.

"Don't move. Since it has been given away, there is no reason to take it back."

"No, you have so much money, and you don't need my gift."

He can get some money back if he returns it. The price of this thing is not cheap.

"You spent money on the gift. What does it have to do with whether I have money or not."

Wen Ruyu's eyelids jumped. What you said makes sense.

He stopped entangled with these things and asked Zhang Hongyu about his father.

"Guan Shan... I don't know where he is now, whether he is dead or alive. I wanted to go with you, but your father wouldn't let me. The main reason is you. He asked me to take good care of you."

Take good care of you?

Just asking me for money every day, right? Wen Ruyu was too lazy to complain.

"What is the mission? Do you know?"

"I don't know. He didn't tell me." Zhang Hongyu shook his head.

"Then you should know what level my father is." He was still quite curious about his father's level and strength.

Zhang Hongyu scratched his head: "How should I put it? I'm not very clear. If I have to say a level, it should be level eight. Anyway, I can't beat him.

But you also know that the level of the thief profession has no effect, and there are no skills. The so-called skills are also bought with money, and the skills that thieves can use are all general skills.

What the hell! My dad is an eighth-level thief!

Although the level of a thief is indeed not important, it is very difficult for a thief to upgrade to level eight.

Especially the skills, which simply limit the strength of the thief.

And even so, my dad also forcibly upgraded the thief to level eight, which is enough to show how strong he is.

Could it be that my dad also had a token?

You know, the general thieves are only level three or four, just for a little attribute.

As for attack power, everyone doesn't pursue it.

"What about you, Uncle Zhang?"

"I'm level nine. "

Plop~

Wen Ruyu sat on the ground directly, shocked by the news.

His father's eighth level is scary enough, and the ninth level is invincible, right? A thief of the ninth level, crazy.

"Oh, it's different from what you think. Let me put it this way, I used to have assets of 10 billion. But 9 billion of them were used to improve my strength, so it's normal that I can't beat your father in a fight. I'm the kind of person who has attributes but no strength." Zhang Hongyu waved his hand.

Wen Ruyu did know about this, and some consumables can indeed increase attributes.

There are also teams that you just need to spend money to hire, and they will cripple the source beasts and let the employer kill them to obtain most of the source power to achieve the level upgrade.

It's just 9 billion, isn't that a bit too much.

"Uncle Zhang, can you teach me how to make 10 billion? "Wen Ruyu looked at Zhang Hongyu with a face full of curiosity.

If he can learn this trick, then why should he worry about money?

Let alone a backpack with 20 slots, he can buy even a backpack with 100 slots.

Zhang Hongyu looked embarrassed: "You can't learn this, so don't tell me."

"Uncle Zhang, you are hiding it. You see that you have such a good relationship with my father, just tell me." Wen Ruyu asked.

"You really can't learn it, do you really want to listen?"

"Yeah."

"As long as your father leaves you 10 before he dies,

0 properties are enough, and one of them must be a villa. "

"..."

Wen Ruyu regretted it, he shouldn't have asked these questions.

Zhang Hongyu smiled and didn't say anything, but took out a teapot and poured a cup of tea for the two.

"Whether it's about your father or about me, these things are not that important. Thieves are not a very good profession. As for those things, you can do it yourself."

He looked into Wen Ruyu's eyes: "But you have to remember one thing, the most important thing for a thief is to control your desires."

Zhang Hongyu took a deep breath of smoke, his expression complicated: "Desire can really kill people."

Wen Ruyu was silent, desire?

Is it his desire to become a thief god?

He wants to be the world's number one thief, to be a powerful professional, are these all desires?

But he has only one skill, that thing...

"Okay, don't be so serious. As long as you have the strength to support your desire, it's fine, but don't have desires that exceed your ability. "Zhang Hongyu relit a cigarette.

As if what happened just now didn't happen.

Wen Ruyu nodded heavily: "Uncle Zhang, don't worry, I still cherish my life. But if you lend me some money to hire a few bodyguards, it would be even better."

"Do you have money to borrow? Do you want to eat or not? If not, go home." Zhang Hongyu put the gifts on the table into the space backpack.

"Eat, eat, eat, of course, I'm almost starving to death."

...

After returning home, Wen Ruyu came to the bedroom.

Naturally took out the incense box from the drawer, and his hand paused.

Thinking for a moment, he took out the lighter and lit the incense.

"Dad, I'm not cursing you to death. The main thing is that you have been away for too long and haven't come back. Uncle Zhang doesn't know whether you are alive or dead, right? If you say it, it's equivalent to praying for blessings, and if you die, it's tribute to you. But I want to make it clear that I am not cursing you to death. "

Wen Ruyu put the lit incense into the incense burner and looked at the photos on the wall.

Muttered: "Of course I hope you are still alive. I want you to watch how I become the God of Thieves and how I surpass you. You must come back to find me, otherwise I will sell the house you left behind. "

Wen Ruyu shook his head and turned to walk out of the room.

Then the sound of the shower came from the bathroom.

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