Chapter 6: Fifty Million?

"I said, if you want to kill this old man Zhao, I am nothing, and I won't say how to kill me if you want to. But, the woman who moves me can only die" Zhang Lingfeng stopped moving his woman, and became angry for a moment.

His master had told him, "Apprentice, you don't want your own life." But there can't be green leaves on his head" His master is to protect his own woman, and his strength has been abolished, and he is at the peak of his ability, and when he dies, he only has the strength of Ming Jin.

If momentum could kill, then the middle-aged man of the Zhou family would have ceased to exist a long time ago.

"Hehe, I don't know what a college student is capable of," said the middle-aged man from the Zhou family. In fact, he was also going to be scared to pee, Zhang Lingfeng's murderous aura at this time was no less than that of the genius of the Immortal Slaughter Bureau who came to his house a few days ago.

"Really?" Zhang Lingfeng sneered, and the floor under his feet was crushed. Daddy Zhao thought to himself, "This Nima can have a marble floor, it's worth tens of thousands, and it has to be deducted from the dowry money of the raincoat" Although Daddy Zhao is the leader of Chengdu, he is also deducted.

Zhou Hao's father was also stunned, although he was the first brother in the world under Chengdu, he had never met someone who could trample the floor all at once.

"Ten million, disappear from my eyes, spare your life" Zhang Lingfeng actually has no concept of money, but 10 million seems to be a lot.

"Haha, Brother Zhang, 10 million, I'll give you 50 million, and I'll take a girl outside" Zhou Hao said shamelessly, in fact, he just fell in love with Zhang Lingfeng's strength.

"What? I'm sorry I'm not the kind of person who collects all grass, here, can your daughter look good with my rainshirt?" Zhang Lingfeng didn't know, you want 10 million, but 10 million is not painful for him.

A card was given to Zhang Lingfeng by a subordinate, and there were 50 million in the card, and 50 million was a bit unrealistic for Zhang Lingfeng, a turtle who couldn't think of it before, and he had it in one day.

After Zhou Hao's father left, Zhao Yushan's parents also met Zhang Lingfeng. "Mom" called Mom directly to the shameless one, and the father who faced the rainshirt just called Old Man Zhao.

"Why did I mess with him," Uncle Zhao said with a wry smile in his heart, remembering the time before. "Young man, why are you going over the wall again, waiting for me to call your homeroom teacher. This sentence is that Uncle Zhao often said to Zhang Lingfeng, and Zhang Lingfeng naturally had no good impression of Uncle Zhao.

Several people from this family entered a restaurant, "Mother-in-law, why don't the two warriors of the Zhao family in Chengdu recognize the Zhao family?" Zhang Lingfeng asked Uncle Zhao when he went to the toilet in the rainshirt

"This is exactly what I want to say, since you are Liu Mingxuan's apprentice, you are qualified to know" Uncle Zhao said, remembering what his two nephews had said to him before. "The seven families, the Yao family is gone, the poet family is gone, and the Shun family is gone. Now there are only Li and Zhao. There was a martial artist named Liu Xuanming who established the Immortal Slaughter Bureau, and not long after the Immortal Slaughter Bureau was established, several forces came out from another world. The Yama Sect, the Huoyun Sect, as soon as they came up, they carved up the whole of China. The Immortal Slaughter Bureau is the only righteous force"

Zhang Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, he felt that the Huoyun Sect was so familiar, and said casually, "Did the Huoyun Sect appear recently?" It seemed that this Huoyun Sect had a connection with him.

Old Man Zhao: "It should be, listen to what my two nephews said, but the Huoyun Sect is stationed here, and it will not do anything to the common people, or it is just attacking the Yin and Yang Realm." ”

"So the two martial artists of the Zhao family will not do anything to the Zhao family?" Zhang Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, no matter how high the cultivation of the two martial artists is, but they are young, if they do something to the Zhao family, then he will probably have to enter the game.

"What, are you still scared? The little boyfriend of the rainshirt" Father Zhao looked at Zhang Lingfeng and felt that this child was a little cowardly.

What made Zhang Lingfeng depressed was that this Nima's meal cost him more than 5 million, and the first time he saw his parents, he couldn't let them spend money. The 50 million I just earned is so much less, and my heart is bleeding.

"Rainshirt, where will I sleep tonight" Zhang Lingfeng and Zhao Yushirt sat in the back of Zhao's father's car. "Or, you sleep on the sofa" Zhao Yushan said unceremoniously, although the two did not live together again, Zhang Lingfeng still slept with a rainshirt, but this Nima is at Zhao Yushan's house.

"Xiaofeng is a guest, how can I let him sleep on the sofa," said the mother of the shirt sitting in the co-pilot.

"It's better to be a mother-in-law, can I live with a rainshirt" Zhang Lingfeng's mouth is also quite cheap, that is Zhao Yushan's mother, there is a reason why the mother saw her cabbage being arched by someone else's pig.

"I see that the floor at home is quite clean, or Xiaofeng, you can make do with it all night, and leave early tomorrow morning" The mouth of the mother of the shirt was not covered, Zhang Lingfeng glanced at Father Zhao, how did he find such a strong woman.

"Mother-in-law, I know you want to find something to hug your grandson, needless to say, so ruthless" Zhang Lingfeng also began to be shameless in the face of his mother.

This one, uh. The family and half of them had a meal like this and returned to Zhao's house in Chengdu.