Chapter 215: Ancestral Gem

Beating a leader who can decide the life and death of tens of millions of people with one word, so that the violent qi in Yang Fan's body has been well vented, this feeling is not too cool, it is the same for everyone." 『(8)Ω(1)Chinese』 8⒈

Seeing that the old chief had not yet woken up from the shock, Yang Fan simply slapped him twice, until he completely beat the old guy into a pig's head, Yang Fan stopped stupidly, no way, with his current cultivation, this is where to go, it is not enjoyable at all.

"How about the old chief, has this beating made you more sober? I don't want to say it a second time, come up with something enough to make my heart move, and I'll get rid of that person for you, or I'll talk to that person now, tell him the truth about you, and I'm sure he'll deal with you with more gentle means. ”

"You...... You are the devil, the devil who is even more terrible than that man! The old chief looked at Yang Fan with a smile on his face in horror, his heart became heavier and heavier, knowing that he had met an outlaw tonight, and if he didn't want to die now, he had to bleed heavily.

"Young man, what do you want? I have wealth, but how to give it to you now, do you leave the account number and wait for the transfer to you tomorrow? The old chief deserved to be an old fox, and quickly calmed down from his anger, and said with his hands, meaning that he could not do anything unless Yang Fan dared to leave bank information.

Yang Fan didn't let the old guy take the initiative, and he raised his hand twice ruthlessly, this time he used a little more force, and rolled the old chief all over the ground, and he had to clench his teeth, not daring to make too much noise.

"How about it, now you know the consequences of playing tricks with me, your tribe has been passed down for thousands of years, I don't believe in something that doesn't make my heart move, and finally give you another chance, if you don't know each other again, you won't have a chance in this life."

Yang Fan has no good impression of these so-called superiors, and his background at the bottom makes him have a natural estrangement from the rulers, whether he sees the people as more important than himself He doesn't know, anyway, since he can remember, what has appeared in Yang Fan's impression is a bunch of guys with fat brains, and there is no good thing.

In the face of the threat of death, all the schemes are in vain, the old chief took Yang Fan and really lost his temper, no matter what he said, the answer to him was two slaps, and in the end he could only choose to cooperate with Yang Fan in humiliation, of course, in order to show the sincerity of cooperation, he gave Yang Fan a few gems handed down by his ancestors as gifts.

Yang Fan didn't know how valuable these gems were, but he was sure that there were two of them that were definitely good things, because when he held the two gems, the nameless exercises in his body actually worked inexplicably, and he took the initiative to absorb energy from the gems, although it was not as fast as taking the quenching fluid, but fortunately, it was gentle and thick, and it was by no means comparable to the artificially created quenching fluid.

In order not to let the old chief show his abnormality, Yang Fan hurriedly cut off the absorption of the internal energy of the gem, and pretended not to care about stuffing a few gems into his pocket, and asked in the same tone: "These gems look okay, I just don't know if my wives like it or not, old chief, how many of these things do you have, why don't you give them all to me, I'll go back and give them to my wives, just these few pieces, it's not enough at all." ”

Hearing Yang Fan's words, even though the old chief was scared by Yang Fan, he couldn't help but scold: "You think this is a cabbage, and you want it all, the treasure handed down by the ancestors, give out a piece of less, after so many years of consumption, and the exploitation of the big imam, there are not many gems left, you still want it, there is no door!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the old chief was immediately stunned, what was wrong with him, and in a fit of anger, he actually told the truth and told the matter of the gems, it seems that he was knocked out by this guy, and his mind was a little unconscious.

How did the old chief know that this was completely the result of Yang Fan's single-handedly directed, why did he beat the old chief, just to break his psychological defense, otherwise how to use the magic sound to irrigate his brain to let him tell the truth, not to prevent the big imam from showing clues, he had already used the real magic sound to irrigate the brain and break the delusional demon pupil to force the old chief to confess, so why bother.

The method used by Yang Fan is very ingenious, even if the imam's skills are ten times stronger, it is impossible to detect the traces of the magic used by the old chief, and the old chief also knows that he has revealed his mouth, and under the persecution of Yang Fan, he had to take out all the remaining dozens of gems.

The old guy is indeed hidden deep enough, and the hidden compartment of the hidden gems is under his bed, no wonder the big imam didn't find these stocks, otherwise how could it be Yang Fan's turn to pick peaches.

Yang Fanbai got dozens of gems, and there were more than a dozen gems with energy that could be absorbed, which made him very happy, and he could make a lot of money by the way before getting rid of the big imam, this kind of business has been done, and it is addictive!

As for how to get rid of the big imam, Yang Fan already had a way, he handed over the nine princes to Ayiguli with a high-explosive bomb, and after discussing it with the old chief, he put it on the gate of the dormitory, just waiting for the next time the big imam came, as soon as he entered the dormitory, he pressed the remote control, and there was a big collision between traditional secret arts and modern technology, so that the legendary devil spokesman could taste the means of high technology.

The old chief had no objection to Yang Fandi's arrangement, anyway, the door of the dormitory was still some distance away from his real bedroom, and there were several rooms in between, and no matter how powerful the bomb was, it couldn't blow him up.

Besides, is it useful to oppose it, even if the old chief is ten thousand unwilling, he has no room to resist. Knowing that directly killing the big imam would cause endless trouble, the old chief had to pinch his nose and agree.

After arranging everything, Yang Fan stayed in the old chief's dormitory and didn't leave, he had to press the remote control with his own hands, and watch the big imam being blown up to feel at ease, and never underestimate those guys with strange arts, because you can never predict all the possibilities.

Early the next morning, a burst of footsteps alerted Yang Fan, who was in cultivation, among the many chaotic footsteps, there was a person's footsteps that were light and steady, every step was the same frequency, and even the stride length was not any difference, the person who came was definitely a master, if Yang Fan did not guess wrong, it should be the big imam who came.

Sure enough, soon Yang Fan heard the guards at the gate of the dormitory say hello to the big imam, the big imam didn't make any reply, a few little guards, they didn't even have the qualifications to let him take a look, not to mention that these guards are all under the old chief, and they have been labeled as the old chief, no matter how much they know, as long as the old chief dies, they will all be wiped out.

After a while, the door of the dormitory slowly opened, and the figure of the big imam appeared at the door, Yang Fan was worried about being alerted by him, so he observed it from the reflection on the pillars of the palace, unless the big imam has the legendary ability to predict the future, otherwise it is difficult to be secretly peeped at. (To be continued.) )