She said she was going to Xiaojie.

Why haven't you come back yet?

Could it be that he fell into a pit?

Zhang Zuohei, who looked at the warm fragrance of nephrite in the arms of others, was a little impatient, and as soon as he raised his head, he instantly understood that he had really fallen into the pit.

Fell into the "thatched pit" called Ridge Ao Tian.

“……”

He took a sip of wine, gritted his teeth and looked at the scene opposite, drinking alone while Ridge Ao Tian hugged left and right, so unhappy.

My own beautiful lady ran to stick to the ridge Ao Tian!

Zhang Zuosi took a deep breath, and Lang Ao added this damned, hell, inexplicable, nowhere to put charm.

Heaven is unfair, and heaven is intolerable.

At this moment, his hatred for Ridge Ao Tian was stronger than his hatred for the enemy who killed his father.

This damned, deserving thunderstorm.

"Kill him, get rid of all the stumbling blocks, and become the president of China, and you can replace his life ......"

A voice suddenly came from the bottom of Zhang Zuohe's heart.

He drank for a while.

Could this be his...... Voice?

Zhang Zuoji lost his mind for a moment, and this voice was imprinted in the bottom of his heart.

The ambition in his heart was catalyzed to become more and more intense, and after he originally avenged his father, he gnawed on his father's inheritance to enjoy it.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that killing Ao Tian, killing Ji Zhuo, killing all the stumbling blocks, and becoming the president of Huaguo was what he was born to do......

Just when he lost his mind.

A blue-black insect-shaped mark on the back of the ear.

Weird anomalous.

—

The green silk was messily spread on the pillow mat.

Yu Hua's expression was a little stunned, as if her eyes were covered with a layer of mist and mist, vaguely reflecting her appearance, and the crimson color of rouge at the end of her eyes seemed to have exhausted the scorching spring of peach blossoms in March.

Ji Zhuo couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

The fingertips gently caressed his eyebrows, and there was a rare little love and pity in his heart, and the words he said were as frivolous as ever.

"The appearance of a beauty is really like, a flower that can be picked by others......"

He paused and blurted out.

"Little flower?"

Her fingertips paused in his face.

The confusion in Yu Hua's eyes dissipated a little, and he inexplicably felt that this light call was somewhat familiar.

Ji Zhuo was also a little surprised.

Her voice was strange and smooth.

It seems to have been shouted a thousand times.

Yu Hua didn't seem to have eased up, and he didn't respond.

Ji Zhuo was not entangled in the strangeness of this moment, and after bullying the person, he rolled over from him, lay on his side, and covered his body with a blanket at will.

Ji Zhuo felt as if he had pressed something, a little awkward, reached out and touched it, and felt a copper yuan.

She lazily tucked the copper dollar between her fingers.

This copper dollar seems to have been sent by Master Li.

At that time, Master Li was settling accounts in his room, smiling, and his eyes seemed to be smiling like copper coins.

Recently, the business in the theater has been good, and there are also valuable guests such as Ji Zhuo who give tips from time to time, and the income is too good to be good.

In addition, today there is a master with a unique taste, who fell in love with a teenage boy with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes in the troupe, and spent a lot of money to buy it back, which is worth his income for a year.

As for the rumors that the master tortured many young boys to death.

This was not on his radar.

Businessman.

Just do business with all your heart.

Thinking about so much to do?

Talking about conscience, hurting money.

He folded the copper dollars into a stack and wrapped them in paper, and when he wrapped them, one fell down.

"Boom!"

Tong Yuan touched the table, and the voice was crisp.

Then he rolled slowly on the table.

Master Li was about to pick it up, but he saw a hand with a light white glove pressing the copper yuan on the table.

The copper dollar stops rolling.

Master Li raised his head suddenly, so frightened that the copper yuan in his hand fell clean and he couldn't care about it, he asked tremblingly.

"Young, young marshal, why are you here?!"

Ji Zhuo picked up the copper dollar and looked at it casually, his tone was lazy and casual, but he didn't look at Master Li.

"People, take it away."

When Master Li heard this, he was stunned, and quickly reacted that she was talking about Yu Hua.

He had long guessed that she would buy people away.

At this time, I was not surprised to hear her words, with a flattering and enthusiastic smile on her face, and her eyes shining with essence revealed irrepressible joy.

Yu Hua is valuable.

And the one in front of him is not bad for money.

"Okay, good, he can get your eyes, it is his blessing, and it is also the blessing of our garden, young marshal, you can take care of yourself, and thank you young marshal for taking care of business these days, as soon as you come, the small garden is flourishing, and the business is thriving......"

Master Li smiled as if he had bumped into the God of Wealth.

Ji Zhuo looked at the copper yuan on his fingertips, let him say that his mouth was dry, and he didn't reply, but was a little impatient, and turned around to leave.

"Eh, young marshal and so on!"

Master Li hurriedly called out to Ji Zhuo.

Ji Zhuo looked at the person standing in front of him lightly, and the impatience between his eyebrows and eyes grew, but Master Li didn't notice it, he hunched his waist and asked cautiously and flatteringly.

"What price are you going to take this person away? Hehe, just give me an order, and the little one will go to your mansion to get ......."

Ji Zhuo laughed, the meaning of which was unknown.

When Master Li saw her smiling, he thought that she was in a happy mood and that she would be able to sell it for a good price, and his smile became more and more flattering.

"That's the price."

Ji Zhuo was still smiling.

Master Li's face suddenly froze.

She handed him the copper dollar she was holding in her fingertips, and admired the frozen appearance of his smile with a smile, which she thought was a little funny.

"One, a copper plate?!"

Master Li exclaimed in disbelief.

This one is still his copper plate!

"Yes, a copper plate."

She smiled playfully and said in an affirmative tone.

"This—This is not ......"

The smile on Master Li's face faded cleanly, and his whole face wrinkled, wrinkled into a bitter gourd, as if he could wring out bitter water.

"What, you're not happy?"

Ji Zhuo's tone was flat, and his eyes were slightly cold.

Of course not, that's his cash cow!

How can you sell a copper plate?!

It's a blood loss.

Master Li subconsciously wanted to bargain, but when he looked up and saw her indifferent and cold look, his neck suddenly felt cold, and he couldn't say a word.

"No, no, willingly, willingly......"

Master Li sensed a threat in her, and pulled out a smile that was more embarrassing than crying.

"Oh? But I don't look at your expression like you're happy......"

Ji Zhuo put the copper dollar in his hand on the knife surface of the dagger, and the blade glowed with a cold and cold light.

Master Li was so frightened by her fluttering tone that he felt cold all over, cold sweat wet his back, and the thought of making a lot of money had long since disappeared.

"Willingly!"

"The little one is really happy, the whole Suling is yours, what is a play, the young marshal takes it away, or that sentence, it is our blessing to be favored by the young marshal!"

Master Li's desire to survive is attacking.

Try to make your smile flattering.

He sneered, and Master Li trembled.

She tossed the copper yuan with her dagger, and the copper yuan landed on the knife face with precision every time, making a crisp collision.

She is leisurely, but Master Li is like sitting on pins and needles.

"How about buying one get one free?"

Ji Zhuo suddenly said, Master Li was stunned, and a bad premonition struck.

"Young marshal, what does this mean?"

Ji Zhuo laughed, explained casually and naturally, and carried out the whole thing inch by inch and unscrupulously.

"Buy a beauty, send it to the theater."

Master Li couldn't even pull out a fake smile this time.

"You, you ......"

The lion opened his mouth, where is your face?!

"To sell, or not to sell?"