Evil Mine Pit.

"Foolish young master, a circle of people who rub the benefits? There are also three big guys, is it complicated? Fan Bei looked at the sword system page and thought secretly.

Obviously, this guy is the chosen owner of the sword system, and at this time the sword has sent a binding request information.

"People are stupid and have a lot of money, do you choose this target?"

He thought for a moment and sent a "yes" message.

…………

On the lawn of a villa, the fat man lay on the grass and basked in the sun, continuing to make the sword longer and shorter.

"Sword, sword, can you reach to the sky?"

"Yes, but I need energy." The sword affirmed.

"Energy, what's that?"

"It's the core of the spirit."

"Oh, that thing, my mom's storeroom is running out of stock." The fat man said nonchalantly.

"You need as many as you want me to grow."

"How is it calculated?"

"One meter for another."

When the fat man heard this, he came up and said, "I heard them say that this day is very high, thousands of kilometers, is it going to be millions?" ”

"Hey, aren't you stupid?" The sword was surprised.

"I've always been very smart, and I can remember what others have said once." The fat man said proudly.

"A fool never admits to being a fool." The sword said with disdain.

"Wait, I'll get you the fruit to eat." So said the fat man, rolled over and got up from the lawn, put his sword in his arms, and ran towards a circular complex in the distance.

After turning around, the fat man came to the round building, which turned out to be a warehouse area.

As soon as he came here, two big men surrounded him.

"Young master, Madame has orders, if you come here again, let us break your legs." One of them blocked.

"What? This can't be, I'm going to go in! When the fat man heard this, he immediately rolled on the ground.

His fat, thick, oily face was immediately covered with grass clippings and dust.

The two big men had no choice but to take out the walkie-talkie and report to their supervisors.

Not long after, a thin old man came on crutches, he trembled slightly, and it was very difficult to walk, which made people wonder how he could do such an important job as a warehouse supervisor.

Seeing the fat man rolling on the ground, he immediately waved his cane and hit him.

"I let you come over every day to steal things, no matter how big our Hou family's family business is, you will be ruined!"

"Third grandfather, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, let me go." The fat man crawled and fled outside.

"I'm really angry, big brother, can't you bless us with a reliable heir if you are in the spirit of heaven?" The thin old man looked at the back of the fat man rolling away, and sighed helplessly.

Two big men with disdainful expressions on their faces at the same time.

No matter how big the Hou family's business is, no matter how many old people support it, with this unfortunate young master, it will disperse sooner or later.

Perhaps this is retribution, the previous president insisted on going his own way, regardless of everyone's opposition and ethics, married his cousin Hou Jinhua, and gave birth to a stupid son.

Even he himself disappeared inexplicably during a long trip.

You are not ancients, who doesn't know that close relatives are easy to give birth to fools when they get married? Of course, there are so-called geniuses appearing, but the odds are too low.

Hou Fatzi fled from the warehouse area in embarrassment and returned to the lawn where he was resting.

This is the core area of the Nanling Chamber of Commerce, and it seems that there are no bodyguards around him, but in fact, there are people watching him all the time.

In the distance of the lawn, two workers who were repairing the lawn were actually one of the bodyguards.

"Sword, sword, it seems that you can't pierce the sky, my mother is really, I let a person of such an age as the third grandfather go to the warehouse to be a supervisor." He said smirkedly.

The sword responded, "When you become the president, won't you be able to dispose of those things at your disposal?" ”

"President, I don't want to do it, it's too tiring, I have to read so many documents every day." A gleam flashed in the fat man's eyes.

When the sword heard this, he immediately lured and said: "This is not simple, as long as you become stronger, you don't need to read the documents by yourself at all, just find some weak scholars to do things for you." ”

"But my mother said that if I didn't do it myself, others would fool me." Fat people are embarrassed.

"Fool, as long as you show your fists, are you afraid that others will fool you? In troubled times, a gun is a king, how many of those warlords are educated? It's not the same as being a king. ”

"That's right, but I'm a waste, and I haven't had the talent to cultivate since I was a child." The fat man grabbed a piece of grass and bit it at will.

"As long as you promise to bind to me, I will turn you from a waste wood into a genius."

"Binding?" The fat man's eyes were cold, he looked at the sword, shook his head again and again, and said, "No, no, my mother said, you must not be tied hand and foot, it is too dangerous, I will not be bound to you." ”

He meditated in his heart, and finally saw that some people seemed to be eager to use me as a puppet, and this sword was their medium to control me.

"That's not up to you!" The sword has long been annoying, efficiency first, this is the task assigned to it by the system maker, and only by earning more spiritual power can the system develop for a long time.

After saying that, just as the fat man was stunned, the sword burrowed into his chest and began to be forcibly bound.

Joke, the system binds the host, do you still need the host to agree?

If the host is strong, it may not be possible, but this fat man is definitely not one of them.

"Damn, what the hell are you?" The fat man showed a panicked look on his face, and hurriedly shouted to the people around him, "Come on, come on, there is something wrong with the sword that Zhao Boyue gave me to pay tribute!" ”

Before he could finish his shouting, a dozen people appeared almost at the same time, and two others hid nearby, burrowing out from under the turf.

Before, they watched each other play with swords very happily, and they didn't care for a while, but they came out of the big basket.

That sword actually drilled directly into the young master's chest!

Do it yourself!

Many bodyguards have such thoughts, in the past, they repeatedly stopped strange things from approaching each other, but they were scolded by the other party, and even drove many people away; Gradually, they became less controlled, and as long as it was not an outsider who paid tribute, they generally did not stop it.

I didn't expect this to happen today!

However, some people have a smile in their eyes.

Half an hour later, the fat man was laboriously carried into the president's office by four people and placed on the sofa.

"What's going on?" Hou Jinhua panicked and hurriedly ran over from behind the desk.

"Mom, I'm done, Zhao Boyue, this villain, wants to intercede for his son to give me a tribute sword, and when I was playing, it suddenly wanted to assassinate me! Now it's in my chest, it's going to my heart, it's over, I'm not going to live tomorrow! ”

The fat man screamed and wept.

"Impossible, Zhao Boyue doesn't have the guts, his family is quite loyal," Hou Jinhua hesitated for a while, this kid had also framed a few old people in the club before, and asked her to find trouble with those people, and it turned out later that the truth was not on the son's side.

"No, he did it, I knew that his family was not a good thing! His son Zhao Sheng snatched Xiaomei, and he had long wanted to usurp power! The fat man said with a painting pointing to the sky.

"You said he assassinated you, I think you're much stronger now than before!" Hou Jinhua put her hand on the other party, and after sensing it, she suddenly put her mind at ease, "There is no curse, there is no poisoning, you have nothing at all!" ”

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