"Whatever you want, I'll give it to you!" Rorgana said in the same pain.

Shunzhi glanced at the effect with satisfaction, and it seemed that the spiritual attack power during this time was a lot stronger.

He withdrew his psychic attack, and Rolbana and his minions breathed a sigh of relief.

A black man saw that he didn't look at himself, and quickly picked up the gun and aimed at Shunzhi's "bang" trigger.

The bullet spun so fast that no one reacted.

Speaking too late, Shunzhi stretched out two fingers, pinched the bullet with unmistakable accuracy like chopsticks, and raised his backhand.

The next moment, the black man was shot and fell to the ground, blood flowed from the center of his eyebrows, his eyes were full of puzzlement, and he didn't understand why he was killed until he died

Everyone was stunned, and when they reacted, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, just now each of them had the same thought in their hearts as the black man, and they would kill him while he was lax, fortunately he was not reckless, otherwise he would be lying on the ground at this time.

Cheng Jianfei was even more panicked, he thought that his martial arts, except for the people in the hidden door, there were few people in this world who were his opponents.

That's why Rolbana spared no expense to hire him as a master.

"I'm no match for you!" Cheng Jianfei said.

"If you have the ability, you can try to play tricks in front of me!" Shunzhi put away the pistol and blew on the muzzle, his face was calm and clear.

"Chinese kung fu is really amazing!" Rorgana raised his thumb in praise with a look of adoration in his eyes, he was a die-hard Chinese kung fu fan.

"Oh my God, God!" Another Lolebana minion said,

"I am willing to obey everything from you, and only ask you to be my master!" Rorgana fell to his knees and pleaded.

"Master, please accept us as your apprentice!" The other minions bowed in unison.

Shunzhi smiled proudly, the Roald consortium is worth at least three trillion US dollars, and mastering the consortium is equivalent to mastering half of the economic system in Europe and the United States.

……

Meng Guqing in this compartment was upset during this time, his stepfather Yang Dacai was found to have a brain tumor, and if it was removed, he might live for a few more years, more than ten years or even decades.

If you don't open the knife and let it develop naturally, your life will be half a year, or three months, and you will die.

Meng Guqing and Hong Xiangyu decided to smash the pot and sell iron, both to raise enough money for Yang Dacai's surgery.

knew that he couldn't hide it, but finally let Yang Dacai know about his own condition.

"The surgery costs hundreds of thousands, the money we have, if you have money, save it for Xiaoxing, I have an old bone, early death and late death are the same, I don't want to have surgery!" Yang Dacai stubbornly got off the hospital bed.

"You are dead, what should I do, what should I do Xiaoxing, you think that if you die, you will be a hundred, and we are the ones who are alive who are guilty!" Hong Xiangyu cried.

"Mom, uncle, you don't have to worry about money, I will definitely find a way to raise enough!" Meng Guqing said resolutely.

She thought of borrowing it from Zhang Yan, but she couldn't do it, so she had to sell the house in Jihong Garden.

If she hadn't gone to the last step, she wouldn't have done it, the house was not her own but Shunzhi's.

She felt that she owed Shunzhi enough, and she didn't want to owe any more.

"What money did you get from?" Hong Xiangyu looked at her suspiciously.

"In short, you can take care of your uncle with peace of mind, money is a small problem!" Meng Guqing pretended to be relaxed and said.

"Then Uncle and Mom can only count on you!" Hong Xiangyu looked at her with hopeful eyes.

Meng Guqing nodded and said goodbye to Hong Xiangyu and Yang Dacai.

As soon as she walked out of the hospital door, she took out her phone and called Zhang Yan.

The phone rang twice, and Zhang Yan pressed answer: "Dead girl, you miss me, you haven't contacted me for many days!" ”

"Zhang Yan, how much cash do you have?" Meng Guqing anxiously cut to the topic.

"It's only 17,000, what's wrong?" Zhang Yan heard Meng Guqing's serious voice, and put away her hip-hop attitude.

"Didn't I tell you some time ago, my uncle is sick, and now he is diagnosed with a tumor in his brain, and the cost of surgery and hospitalization is conservatively estimated to be 300,000, you know, a few of the money on my body is still left by Fu Lin before, and it is all invested in stock speculation for me, and now I am trapped to death, even if I cut the position now, there is not much money, so I want to ask you to see if there is any!" Meng Guqing told the cause and effect in one breath.

"Don't worry, I'll help you think of a way everywhere, borrow as much as you want!" Hearing this, Zhang Yan said.

"Well, I'll hang up the phone first, I'll call Xiaoyuan and Lan Le to see if they have any!"

"Okay, I'll give you an answer tomorrow!" Zhang Yan said.

Meng Guqing said hello and hung up the phone, and then called Zhang Xiaoyuan, Zhang Xiaoyuan said that he had just gotten married during this time, and the company had just started, so he really had no money to borrow her.

"I'm sorry Qingqing, I really can't help you!" Zhang Xiaoyuan said guiltily.

"It's okay, I understand, I'll find someone else to see!"

The two said goodbye to each other.

Meng Guqing wanted to call Lan Le, but he remembered that Lan Le had only been working for a few months, and even if he didn't eat or drink, he wouldn't have a few dollars left, so he had to give up.

Back at Jihong Garden, she was infinitely melancholy, did she really want to sell this house?

She was so confused that she fell asleep in a daze.

She hadn't had a good rest in the past few days, and slept until the next day.

When I woke up, I found that it was nine o'clock the next day, so I cooked it and paid for it.

When the phone rang, Meng Guqing found that it was Zhang Yan's, so he hurriedly pressed answer.

"Hey, Qingqing!" Zhang Yan's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"How's the money borrowed?" Meng Guqing asked anxiously.

"Guess?" Zhang Yan on the other end of the phone seemed to be in a good mood.

"I'm dying, say it quickly!" Meng Guqing urged.

"Borrowed!" Zhang Yan stopped teasing her.

Meng Guqing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you know who borrowed it?" Zhang Yan sells Guanzi.

"Who?" Meng Guqing asked suspiciously.

"It's the Situ Nanbai who was beaten into the cold palace by you and ignored for more than a month!" Zhang Yan said.

A month ago, Situ Nanbai confessed to her, she refused directly, and then avoided it, but she didn't expect to hear that she was in trouble, so she borrowed money to help herself without saying a word.

"Dead girl, what about people?" Zhang Yan saw that she didn't react, so she said loudly.

Meng Guqing was interrupted by Zhang Yan's voice: "Here!" She replied.

"You should thank people well, in fact, Situ Nanbai is not bad, handsome and rich, the most important thing is that people have a long affection for you, or you will follow?" Zhang Yan said.

Meng Guqing was silent for a while and said, "Hang, I'll call him and say thank you!" ”

"Okay, let's stop talking, 88!" Zhang Yan hung up the phone happily.

Meng Guqing hesitated for a while before finding Situ Nanbai's phone and dialing it.

As soon as I connected it, I heard Situ Nanbai's hearty voice: "Hey, beauty, do you miss me!" ”

He said as jokingly as he had when they first met, as if the unpleasantness of a month ago had never happened.

"Thank you for lending me 300,000!" Meng Guqing said gratefully. (To be continued.) )