Chen Xiu dialed Qin Zhi's phone.

“...... Where are you now?"

"I just sent Chen Han back to your house before I came out of your house. ”

“...... Help me prepare a private jet for a trip to Hong Kong Island. ”

"Now?"

“...... Yes, the sooner the better. ”

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away!"

“...... Okay, I'm sorry for you again. ”

Chen Xiu was about to hang up the phone, but Qin Zhi quickly shouted, "Wait!"

"Anything else?"

Qin Zhi pondered for a while, and finally asked, "Will it be half a year for you to leave this time?"

It turned out to be worried about this.

Chen Xiu said with a smile: "Don't worry, if nothing happens, I'll be back tomorrow." ”

"Alright, I'll wait for you dinner tomorrow. ”

"Good!"

To Chen Xiu and Qin Zhi's surprise, the dinner they had on this date would be many years later.

......

Li Jiacheng, as the richest man in China, he doesn't know how much money he has, because the stock market is always changing, and the fluctuations every minute are really up and down hundreds of millions.

There used to be a lot of chicken soup for the soul, and I often used the electronic watch on Li Jiacheng's wrist that cost dozens of yuan to tell inspirational stories, and what I wanted to express was naturally that Li Jiacheng was so rich and still so thrifty, and he would not be extravagant.

Is that really the case?

Naturally not.

A person who has spent a lifetime of time and effort to make money, but does not spend money, it is estimated that such a saint will not be found in the world.

Li Jiacheng brought dozens of dollars of electronic watches, instead of hundreds or tens of millions of luxury mechanical watches, just because his identity no longer needs to be proved with a famous watch.

If he is like this, he is thrifty, and believes in the so-called chicken soup for the soul.

That's how young you are!

Li Jiacheng's food, clothing, housing and transportation are definitely not thrifty, and this part of the life is already unbearable for many people to struggle for eight lifetimes.

Villa by the sea.

Ordinary people don't ask how much the house price is, because the land price here is calculated, and a toilet can already be exchanged for a one-story office building in Hong Kong Island Central. Not to mention the various antiques and jewelry collected in the villa, any one can be auctioned at a price of eight figures.

Li Jiacheng is rich, and the whole world knows it.

He has never been an ascetic to himself, and he has the impression that an electronic watch of dozens of dollars is just a story of chicken soup.

His villa is so luxurious, and his family has so much.

For the safety of people and property, there are naturally many bodyguards in the villa.

On the surface, there are more than 100 elite bodyguards from various units around the world, retired or active, but I don't know how many bodyguards are in the secret outpost.

Once the head of the CC Intelligence Bureau of the United States said that the security capabilities of the Li family, no one could attack without the strength of a regiment.

It can be seen that it is general.

That night, Li Jiacheng didn't sleep very peacefully, and he was always a little anxious and restless.

This anxiety has no origin, it is completely a kind of sixth sense foreknowledge.

Li Jiacheng can have today's wealth, in addition to standing on the real estate of Hong Kong Island's economic take-off, but also because of his supernatural premonition ability, he has survived the stock market crash again and again, and he has also made a fortune.

So he believed in his hunch ability.

Tonight's restlessness made him feel in danger!12345

"No!

I don't know why, but I always feel like danger is coming!

Gotta get out of here right now!"

Li Jiacheng, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes suddenly, and suddenly he noticed that something was wrong, there was a round black shadow on his bedside table anyway.

"What's that?"

He turned on the light and saw a bloody human head.

Deer chirping!

The head of the deer!

Li Jiacheng shouted loudly: "Come on, come on!"

The mediocre people in the family are guarded 24 hours a day, usually as long as he has the slightest movement, someone will come in and serve immediately, and this time he called his throat and no one answered.

"What about people...... Where did all the people die...... Come on!"

"You don't have to scream, they're all dead!"

An indifferent voice sounded from behind him, Li Jiacheng hurriedly turned around to look, only to see a young man with a cold face on the other side.

"You...... Who are you and how did you get in!"

"Aren't you going to kill me?"

Chen Xiu sneered and said, "You don't know who I am, I'm Chen Xiu!"

"Chen Xiu!"

Li Jiacheng was frightened, so he hurriedly ran to the bedside table and took out a revolver from the drawer and aimed it at Chen Xiu.

Chen Xiu didn't stop him, just sneered and said: "I can send Lu Ming's head to your bed in your sleep, do you think a pistol will be useful to me!"

Li Jiacheng's heart trembled, trembling all over, he knew that the deer was so powerful, that was a superman who could pull up the weeping willows.

But......

Such a superhuman head was on the bedside table behind him.

And the person who cut off Naruto's head is the one in front of him who pointed a gun at the young man.

Do guns work for him?

"Bang, bang......"

Li Jiacheng believed that practice was the only criterion for testing the truth, so he pulled the trigger six times in a row, and six bullets were fired from the muzzle.

There was no imaginary bullet death, and the six bullets flew to a distance of one meter in front of Chen Xiu's body, as if they hit the wall that had no line, and fell to the ground one after another.

Wrong!

Li Jiacheng knew that he was very wrong this time, and the firearms of modern civilization were really just toys in front of cultivators.

"Poof!"

He has been able to run the business world for many years, and one of his great abilities is to be able to bend and stretch, at this moment, he doesn't care about his face, regardless of his identity as the richest man in the past, he kneels in front of Chen Xiu, although Chen Xiu looks younger than his son.

"Leave me alone, I'll give you a billion!"

Seeing that Chen Xiu's face was expressionless, he was unmoved, and pressed step by step. Li Jiacheng retreated and shouted, "Twenty ...... No, five billion ...... 10 billion ......"

Chen Xiu slowly raised his arm, and what Li Jiacheng's eyes saw was a butcher knife raised high, and his head would not be on his neck at any time, and he shouted loudly: "My family property is half of yours!"

Seeing that Chen Xiu was still unmoved, he shouted loudly: "Do you know how much money I think half of my net worth is, even if you spend five million a day, you won't be able to spend it in a hundred years; ”

Chen Xiu shook his head and said, "Do you think that worldly money is still meaningful to me? Your money is no different from the underworld currency in my eyes." ”

"Poof!"

This is indeed the truth, Li Jiacheng knelt on the ground all of a sudden, and his biggest weapon was money.

Money can solve a lot of things, a lot of people.

But...... For a cultivator, money is like a nether coin, and he feels powerless for a while.