Chapter 197 The local tyrant's method of getting money
In the central square of the city of forests, a large number of people are watching by the central platform. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ A voice was shouting, "This time, if anyone can violently destroy my super chair, all the money under my feet is his." β
The onlookers all stared greedily at the box at the speaker's feet, and the money in this box had been determined to be one thousand taels of silver tickets, totaling one million taels. However, although the onlookers all showed greedy eyes, no one dared to step forward and snatch it. It's not the onlookers' conscience that triumphs over greed, but a famous scoundrel in Forest City who wants to steal the money in the box and is kicked out of the air.
"Are you telling the truth? As long as I break your cart, the money under your feet is mine. One of the onlookers said as he stared greedily at the silver ticket full of boxes.
casually took out a dozen thousand taels of silver tickets and threw them at the crowd of onlookers, causing a commotion, "Of course it's true, I just want to see if the special lift car I bought for 10 million taels is worth the price." However, each person who comes to the experiment must pay 1,000 taels as a participation fee, otherwise he cannot participate. β
"Why do you need money, shouldn't you just go up directly?"
"Yes! It's a thousand taels more. β
"If you give 1,000 taels and don't break it, it's not a big loss."
Shut up, you idiots, don't talk about it. I've got this million taels on Izumi's letter. A swordsman dressed with long hair walked up to Inoue Fumiei.
"You can throw this vulgar thing directly in the box, as long as you can cut down my chair, you can take it with your thousand taels."
Kamiizumi threw a silver ticket of 1,000 taels in the box, and took a step to go to the side of the chair. As if he thought of something, he stopped, "This local tyrant, if I cut the cart you bought with a lot of money into wooden sticks, you won't let me lose money, right?" β
Inoue Fumiei stood up from the rattan chair, "You have a good question, I will solemnly explain it again here." All of you, as long as you don't burn it down with fire or move it down the mountain. As long as I break it, I won't let you pay a penny. β
Satisfied, Kamiizumi walked towards the cart and stopped when he was five steps away. The foot accelerated until there was one step left before he roared: "Fierce knife slash" The long sword collided with the car, and the chair shook for a moment and returned to its original state.
Kamizumi looked at the chair in disbelief and shouted: "How can there be no scars at all, my fierce knife can even cut through rocks, how can this wooden chair be blocked." β
Kamiizumi didn't believe this at all, and his right hand holding the samurai sword was raised again to slash at the chair again.
Ito-nari suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked his movements, "If you want to attack, you must take out a thousand taels, otherwise you won't be able to attack this car." β
Kamiizumi remembered that these two guards were also very strong, but he didn't want to go on like this. But the money in his waist is only more than 1,000 taels, and if he can't cut the chair, he won't even be able to afford to eat. Gritted his teeth, he took out a thousand taels from his waist and threw it at the box, "I must succeed." β
This time, Kamizumi Shin stopped seven steps away from the chair, gathered momentum for a while and shouted, "Super. Fierce knife slash" figure left a series of afterimages and slashed towards the chair.
The chair was knocked to the side by a huge slash, and the onlookers stared at the chair with wide eyes to know if it was broken.
The chair was straightened by Ito, but unfortunately the car was still as smooth as a mirror without any scars.
Kamiizumi Shin ran to the side of the chair in a few steps to carefully observe every inch, but there was no scar at all.
"How can there be no scars at all, my knife is a famous knife purchased at a high price, plus my strength, how can there be no scars at all!"
Kamiizumino's hand with the knife swung vigorously a few times to show his anger, but the knife in his hand shattered into pieces with a "bang".
Kamiizuminobu looked at the hilt of a knife in his right hand, and then shouted angrily: "Xiong, you bastard, dare to sell me a fake famous knife, I will cut you." β
The onlookers immediately made way for Kamizumi Shin to run out to seek revenge, and many of them looked eager to try. It seems that they are all moved by this million dollars.
Next, Inoue Fumiying saw a wide variety of weapons, daggers, broadswords, sickles, kitchen knives, and spearsγ......γ
Someone kept going up with weapons and attacking the chair, and every time they walked away with confidence and a disappointed face. However, as the money in the box increased, more people came.
As time passed, soon the sun had turned into sunset. Fumiei Inoue, who was sleeping on the rattan chair in the reserve, was woken up, and Fumiei Inoue, who opened his eyes, was wiped with a towel with a suitable temperature on his face. As Inoue Wenying's sleepiness disappeared, he waved his right hand to push the maid who wiped his face away. He took out a thousand taels of silver ticket and threw it at the maid, and walked in the direction where the cart was carrying.
The maid who received the silver ticket looked at the number of the silver ticket and bowed to Inoue Wenying's back with an excited face: "Thank you, Lord Tuhao, you are so bold." This can't help but be excited, she may not earn 1,000 taels a year of hard work. Now you can get so much just by wiping your face with a towel, if you can help the local tyrant wipe his face every day.
Inoue Wenying stretched out his right hand and raised it high, "It's getting late, let's stop here today." Tomorrow it will start here, but the final prize will not be 1 million taels but 2.8 million taels. As long as anyone can break my chair, it's yours. But there's another entertainment show for you today, so throw it away. β
With Inoue Wenying's order, a box full of ten taels of silver tickets was opened, and it was poured out to the crowd, and the silver tickets flew in the air with the breeze. Everyone went to scramble for the silver ticket that flew flying.
He took out four thousand taels of silver tickets and threw them at the four maids, "The four of you have worked hard to stand for a day, so these should be your hard money." Tomorrow the four of you remember to come here again. β
The four maids all bowed happily and said, "Thank you, Lord Tuhao." β
"Let's go back to the hotel and rest." Fumiei Inoue jumped on the lift car, which headed towards the hotel at maximum speed.
The door of the most luxurious hotel in the city of the forest was slammed open.
The boss and his buddies were about to scold the madman when a voice came and their anger was gone. "Give me three portions of each of the most expensive dishes in your hotel, and all the flowers of the morning food. If you slow down, I'll smash your hotel. β
The innkeeper immediately said flatteringly: "It turns out that you are back, and I will order the kitchen to prepare a meal for you." The flowers of the morning food are also kept for you, and they can be eaten as long as they are steamed with the water of the morning dew. I don't know if you want a room to rest? β
"I heard that your family lives in the largest and most luxurious house, where do you think I want to rest?"
The innkeeper's mouse eyes swayed up and down with the dozens of thousand taels of silver tickets in Inoue's hand. "There's no problem with the local tyrant, our family just has something to go out. As long as you live in it after eating, I am afraid that this simple room will wronged you. β
"Although most of your Lin Zhiguo's house is like a pig's nest, your home can barely rest a little."
At twelve o'clock in the night, the moon in the sky was completely obscured by dark clouds. There were no fingers around, and two masked men stood on the roof.
"You're three minutes late, and I don't like people who aren't punctual."
"My lord, I can't help it, someone has been following me today. I waited for him to fall asleep before I came out. β
"You don't have to explain, you don't want to be late next time. Did you bring something? If not, our cooperation officially ends. β
"My lord, I've already brought something. As long as it is mixed with something else, it is a poison, and no one can unravel it. But they've already said they're going to do it to you, my lord. You have to be careful, but don't get poisoned. β
He took out a glass bottle and put a tendrel in it and plugged the cork, "I know this poison better than you, and if they dare to use it, they will die." But I want three million taels as the final reward for the cooperation between the two of us. β
A masked man was visibly excited, "Your Excellency, you want so much money, but I don't have any money on me." β
"You don't need to pay for it yourself, as long as you avenge you, isn't their money all yours? Just give me another three million taels then. β
"As long as the revenge is successful, I will give the money to you."