Tomb Raider: Storytelling Steals Pens, Nine Gates Are Confused

"What do you do with that little bit? Mr. Zhang's things are worth 9000 million now. If you are not careful, you can add up to hundreds of millions. Your little bit of property is not enough to look at."

"Hehe, why don't you take out your family property?"

The man was speechless for a moment.

Waited a while longer.

Yin Xinyue dropped the Xingmu in her hand.

"Corpse poison pill, 9000 million, belongs to Mr. Jude Kao."

There was a dead silence in the hall.

The old man got up slowly and walked out of the Crescent Hotel.

Everyone sighed, but they didn't dare to say a word.

Then Zhang Chen got up and left directly.

The figure just disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

There was a burst of panting in the hall... 0

"My god, I'm finally gone. This is the only time I hope Mr. Zhang will leave quickly."

"I also have the same feeling. I used to think that Mr. Zhang's murder was nothing serious, but now Mr. Zhang's mere look makes me feel more oppressed and uncomfortable than death."

"Phew, it feels so good to be able to breathe."

"Mr. Zhang is simply too scary, what will happen to those people just now?"

"Death? It should be impossible. After all, the Crescent Hotel did it by itself. It should be impossible to die, but it is still possible to be deaf and dumb."

"My Cao, don't live such a horrible life. Last time, I thought that the two people of Gene would die. Didn't the family behind them disappear!"

"Bodhisattva bless Bodhisattva, fortunately I shut my mouth just in time, otherwise everyone would not be able to see me now."

"Cut, make it look like no one wants to see you."

"Tomorrow seems to be the time for lectures again, who of you is still coming, is there anyone who won't come?"

"Don't come, why don't you come, you just don't talk, is it possible that being a dumb person can still provoke Mr. Zhang?"

Just listen to that person's attitude is very firm.

"I'm not coming, I'm determined not to come. With my long tongue, I might say the wrong sentence and it's over."

A trace of disdain flashed in everyone's eyes.

And this time.

Zhang Chen had already returned to the gate of the other courtyard.

A thick vine slowly stretched out.

"Master, you're back."

"Ah."

The tree vine gently supported Zhang Chen's body and moved towards the interior of the courtyard.

"Is the magnetic turtle okay?"

The corpse tree said.

"It has been buried in the soil layer at a depth of [-] meters."

As soon as he came in, he clearly felt a special air wall appeared on the outermost periphery of the other courtyard.

When touching the air wall, there was still a trace of mental fluctuations.

Soon Zhang Chen arrived in the middle of the other courtyard.

"Hiss! What is this mist?"

"This is the use of the magnetic 0.9 turtle, gathering the invisible dragon energy here."

Zhang Chen suddenly realized, and then he saw two figures sitting cross-legged under the tree in the mist.

It was Zhang Xuqian and Feng Shigu.

"Could it be that these two are practicing?"

Thinking about it, he opened the system panel.

【Feng Shigu】

[Cultivation: 500 years]

【Status: Training】

Holding the grass, the real grandma can practice.

Zhang Chen looked at the panel data of the two, and his heart moved.

Immediately into the mist, the pure white mist looks like a critical state.

Meditate for a while.

Zhang Chen opened his eyes and carefully felt the current state of his body.

Nothing has changed.

Immediately muttered helplessly.

"This subordinate can practice, but I can't, it's so fucking shameful."

talking.

Just got up and went out.

Outside, the demon tree has arranged the hammock and tea set neatly.

Zhang Chen stepped forward and lay down on it.

Leisurely sipped tea.

"Hey, this world of tomb robbers is full of ghosts and monsters, and they can still practice.".

Chapter 170

Beijing.

The major newspaper offices are already so busy that they don't sleep 24 hours a day.

There are also some foreigners dressed in western styles in the capital.

"You guys, we want a thousand newspapers, all the time! If possible, we will further strengthen cooperation. Boss of Longguo, this is a win-win situation, how about it?"

The owner of the newspaper office was about to pick up the cigarette on the table and want to smoke.

Seeing this, the foreigner quickly took out a box of unlabeled cigarettes from his luggage bag.

"Boss Longguo, come smoke this, cigar!"

"Cigars? What the hell?"

Immediately afterwards, the foreigner took out a teat-sized cigarette from the cigarette case.

This is the cigar?

"What the hell, it's so thick, it's like having a mallet in its mouth."

Said to throw it away.

The foreigner on the opposite side looked dumbfounded. Such custom-made cigars are actually despised in Longguo.

"You said you wanted cigarettes from all periods, bah, newspapers!"

"A thousand copies!"

Hearing the surprised tone of the newspaper boss, the foreigner suddenly felt that his face was full of glory.

The next moment, the newspaper boss sneered and said disdainfully.

"You know, Mr. Zhang's newspaper is in Longguo, how many copies do I have to sell every day?"

"Five hundred copies?"

Five hundred copies!

The cigarette in the mouth of the newspaper boss fell to the ground.

"Five hundred copies, what kind of motherly joke are you playing with me, this number!"

"Mr. Zhang's 30 newspapers sell 1000 million copies every day for my newspaper!"

The 1000 million directly shocked the foreigners sitting opposite.

The foreigner obviously didn't believe it.

"Is Mr. Zhang's newspaper so popular? Oh, buy it!"

"Dear Mr. Zhang, respected Mr. Newspaper, I want 1000 million copies. I am very grateful to Mr. Zhang for a bite of food."

Finally, the owner of the newspaper office opposite, his face softened.

This directly doubles the daily revenue.

How can you be unhappy.

"Mr. Little Jiji, please forgive me for my negligence just now."

"I'll take you to the best teahouse in our capital for dinner, my treat."

At this time.

A subordinate ran in.

"Boss, great news, Mr. Zhang is holding an auction again, and the foreigner Jude Kao has taken pictures of both items."

The newspaper boss immediately gritted his teeth.

"Damn gringo!"

The newspaper boss's hand on the foreigner dangled.

"Go, edit this message immediately!"

"Another wave of prices!"

......

Soon the streets and alleys of the capital became lively again.

"Oh my god, Mr. Zhang can't be Taishang Laojun. These pills have appeared one after another. It's simply amazing."

"I want to ask Mr. Zhang for a pill."

"Come on, you just have to think about it. Mr. Zhang must have worked very hard to refine the elixir. You didn't see that it took 49 days to refine it successfully."

"Where? Let me see."

The man obviously didn't believe it, so he grabbed the newspaper beside him and read it.

"Hiss! It's terrible. Several descendants of the aristocratic family mocked an old eunuch who bid with Jude Kao, and were directly beaten to death by Mr. Zhang Lingchi."

"I, Cao, don't scare me. Mr. Zhang will make enemies with the family because of this eunuch?"

"Look at this! Look at this! It's amazing news. No one dares to say anything with Mr. Zhang's eyes."

"Master Zhang, the old man Xiling, what about yours?"

"Hehe, it's just a bunch of mobs like them. Under the majesty of Mr. Zhang, they dare not fart."

"Haha, that's true. I was there at the time. Master Zhang's cloak fell off, and his jade finger was crushed."

As soon as the man opened his mouth, a group of people surrounded him.

"Brother, is this true?"

"Why did I lie to you? I was wearing a suit of clothes at the time, and my whole body was soaked in sweat."

"Mr. Zhang is so powerful?"