The last day of the month is a big day for the City Lord's Mansion, because this day is a good day for the City Lord's Mansion to collect money.

The toll fees of the three nightmare worlds near Leizhou City, the entrance fees of Leizhou City, the entry fees of each county town, and the money of other restaurants and craftsmen, the city lord's mansion can receive about 100 million taels of silver every month, which is 1.2 billion taels of silver a year. This is not counting the benefits of the Heavenly Heart and the fur and flesh of the demon beasts obtained by the City Lord's Mansion from participating in the hunting of the demon beasts of the Nightmare World.

Huangfu Weizhen has been the city lord in Leizhou City for ten years, and it can be said that the net income is almost tens of billions, so the cashier and the spar are the things that make him the happiest, but the money he collected recently makes him unhappy!

The young man who fought with the Five Tiger Gates actually bet five billion taels of silver on himself to win.

Originally, it must have been Wen Leshan who won and could make a lot of money, but he didn't expect that the young man to win, which directly slapped Huangfu Wei in the face.

But regardless of whether the boy wins or not, it is absolutely impossible to get Huangfu Wei Zhen to spit out the money that has been swallowed.

He estimated that although this young man was powerful, if he fought with Wenle Mountain and competed with him again, he would definitely lose his vitality.

Sure enough, since he returned home, the boy had been missing news for several days and had not appeared at all.

Huangfu Weizhen thought that the boy would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, and he had no ability to dare to come to his own trouble.

Even if he really came, there was more than one Lingwu cultivator in his house, not to mention that there were hole cards!

What made him depressed was that yesterday he got the news from Daxing Gambling House, that the young man actually appeared, and he came to claim the winning bet.

As a result, the teenager cleanly emptied the entire gambling house.

Huangfu Weizhen didn't dare to send people out to besiege him, so he could only hide in his lair. Although it is a shame, life is always more important than face.

"Lord of the City! This month's cash collection has reached 5.3 billion! More than the previous year's income!" the master finished calculating and reported happily.

"......" Huangfu Wei really couldn't be happy.

After thinking about it, he said, "Buy more generous gifts, those adults in Beijing still have to move around from time to time!"

"Yes, Lord of the City!" the master agreed, and was about to leave to handle it.

Suddenly, someone outside reported that Mo Er Buhua was waiting for five Lingwu cultivators and a teenager to come to visit.

"Mo Er Buhua and the boy and the boy?" Huang Fuwei really felt a little uneasy, why did these five people mix with the teenager, could it be ......? Or was this teenager not the person he imagined?

Feel free to wonder, but he didn't think that Wang Yin could control the five spirit martial cultivators, so he still ordered them to come in.

Sure enough, it was the boy!

"What do you want to do?" Although Huangfu Weizhen asked Wang Yin, he was looking at the five spiritual martial cultivators.

He didn't understand why these spiritual martial arts cultivators were all complete, and he also brought Wang Yin to the City Lord's Mansion.

"Looking for you to pay back!" Wang Yin said, taking out the gambling note.

"I can give you 10 million! Make friends!" said Huangfu Weizhen generously.

"Look clearly, it's a odds of 10 to 10, I bet 5 billion, and you will lose 50 billion if you win!" Wang Yin held the gambling note in one hand and dotted the words on it with the other.

"It's impossible!" Huangfu Wei Zhen was willing to spit out what he had eaten in his mouth. Let's pick up the book

"So you don't want to pay for it!" Of course, Wang Yin also knew that the city lord would definitely not be willing to pay, so he came with an attitude of making trouble.

"It's not that I don't want to lose, but you can't prove that you won, how can you prove it!?"

"I can prove it!" Wang Yin sneered, and "plopped" and threw a bloody human head in the hall!

Huangfu Wei was really startled, and looked at it closely, and finally there was a scuffle, he had already left, he didn't expect Wang Yin to really kill Wen Leshan!

"What are you five doing, why are you stunned?" Huangfu Wei Zhen changed the subject, wanting the four Lingwu cultivators to make a move against Wang Yin.

But how is this possible, they have been controlled by Wang Yin, and they exist as Wang Yin's thug brothers.

"Damn!" Seeing that the five people ignored him, Huang Fuwei scolded angrily in his heart, knowing that these five people would definitely not be able to count on him.

"Someone!" Huangfu Wei Zhen began to summon the spiritual martial arts guards in the mansion.

Five guards rushed out.

The leader was tall, hunchbacked, with a wrinkled face, a pale complexion, as if he had not seen the sun for a long time, and a bald head, with only a handful of hair remaining on the back of his head. The eyes seem to be open, as if drunk and hazy.

However, as soon as Wang Yin's five battle martial cultivators saw this person, they immediately shuddered, this was Wusun, who ranked first among the top ten spiritual martial cultivation masters in the City Lord's Mansion.

Standing behind Wusun was a strong man, dressed in a short shirt, his exposed skin was bronze, his body was covered with quite strong muscles, his arms were almost about the diameter of a bucket, and his hands were unusually large, with bony knots protruding from them, like the withered vines of an old tree.

As soon as he saw that Mohr didn't spend five people, he made a gesture to wipe his neck, and Moore didn't spend five people secretly complaining. Because he was An Yi, who ranked second among the top ten spiritual martial arts cultivators in the City Lord's Mansion.

There is also a person with an ordinary appearance, giving people the feeling of a public face like Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Er, Mazi and the like, but Wang Yin feels a feeling of acupuncture.

There are still two people left, and their strength is relatively low, but the victory lies in the large number of people, these spiritual martial cultivators plus Huangfu Wei are really six people, and Mo Er Buhua and the others are worried in their hearts.

"Look at the meaning of the Huangfu City Lord, the feelings are to repay the debt!" Wang Yin sneered.

"How can the city lord repay the account!" Master Jing on the side immediately fought back, "It's just that there are a few blind thieves who want to disadvantage the city lord canonized by the Great Qin Imperial Court, and the city lord is for the sake of the country, leading the city lord's mansion to fight bloodily to eliminate the thieves!"

"I see!" Wang Yin smiled. "That's right, the so-called imperial court officials are like this: you reason with him, he plays hooligan with you, you play hooligan with him, you talk to you about the legal system, ......"

"So, deal with such a thing!" Wang Yin's face became more and more heavy, "There is only one word: kill!"

The killing word has not yet landed. Wang Yin had already punched out, with a series of sonic booms, like nine days of thunder.

"Little hairy!" the strong man with thick arms like a bucket faced Wang Yin.

Mo Er Buhua and the others all sighed secretly in their hearts, in their opinion, although Wang Yin is powerful, but it is impossible to fight with An Yi no matter what, maybe Wang Yin is very genius, but in this Leizhou City, in terms of pure strength, if An Yi thinks that he is second, there should be no one who can say that he is the first.

Originally, their idea was to let Moer Buhua poison first, and then everyone would take it by surprise, but they didn't expect that now Moer Buhua didn't have time to start, Wang Yin actually took the initiative to make the first move, isn't this a bad thing!

Even if he takes 10,000 steps back, Wang Yin can use weapons and recite with his heart, why should he compete with the first barbarian in Leizhou City?

Mo Er Buhua and others thought so, and Huangfu Weizhen showed a disdainful look at Wang Yin: Too young!

An Yi, on the other hand, showed a confident and bloodthirsty smile.