Invincible Super God Plug-In 999

The old ghost's mood is like the bright sunshine now, he is very happy, thinking that he will be able to abuse that kid when he goes back, he feels even more indescribably happy.

A few years ago, the old ghost saw that Fang Heng was a young boy, and wanted to cheat him out of a fortune. He sold an antique worth 100,000 yuan, and only divided it into two or three thousand yuan. He thought he would be able to get rid of him. He directly pierced the palm of his hand with an awl, and he was so frightened that he quickly changed his mind and divided Fang Heng with 60,000 yuan.

Although the incident has passed for several years, the old ghost still bears the grudge in his heart. He thought that there was no chance for revenge, but he never expected Fang Heng to come to his door again after a few years. There is a way to heaven if you don’t go, The Underworld has no way to go .

The old ghost smiled triumphantly, got into the car, and told the driver, "Go to the black market."

The car started the engine and drove down the mountain villa smoothly. It was about to leave the area of ​​the mountain villa. Suddenly, a person fell into the sky and pressed his hands heavily on the hood of the front of the car. Boom, the rear of the car lifted up, volleyed 360 degrees, and hit the ground heavily. The wheels were unable to turn, and the body was severely deformed.

Daddy screamed in pain, and struggled to climb out of the car, covered in injuries, his face was scratched by the sharp glass, and some glass shards pierced into his flesh, it hurts even a light touch!

"Old ghost, long time no see!" Fang Heng stood in front, took out a cigarette and lit it, turning a blind eye to the old ghost's plight.

The old ghost raised his head to see the face of the person, and his expression changed drastically. He pointed at Fang Heng in surprise and said, "You, you are not in the black market!"

Fang Heng laughed, knelt down and patted the old ghost's face, "Old ghost, do you really want me to die that much?"

"No no no, Fang Heng, listen to me, this must be a misunderstanding on my part." The old ghost panicked. In the past, Fang Heng was just a little boy, and he was stabbed with a thorn. Now that he is an adult, he can't be poked. Kill him!

"Misunderstanding, I don't believe in any misunderstanding!" Fang Heng sneered, throwing a newspaper in front of the old ghost.

The old ghost took a closer look, and saw the headline of the newspaper read "A gun battle broke out in the black market, and none of the fifty people survived"!

The old ghost turned pale with fright, Fang Heng showed him these, could it be that he killed all fifty people? If this is the case, I might lose my life today.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, cold sweat trickled down the old ghost's forehead, now he regretted being greedy, otherwise how could he have offended this little evil star! With a crying face, he kept kowtowing to Fang Heng and begged for mercy: "Big brother, please forgive me, I deserve to die, I shouldn't be greedy, I can compensate you, a lot of money!"

"Okay, it's okay to lose money, is it 10 million?" Fang Heng had a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, with a half-smile.

The old ghost was obviously stunned for a while, and his face was filled with embarrassment: "This, this ten million is too much. Even if you kill me, big brother, you still don't have ten million."

"No, no, kill you, I really have ten million!" Fang Heng's tone was gloomy, and the old ghost felt chilled when he heard that, this game is really over.

Seeing that the old ghost's defensive line had almost collapsed, Fang Heng spat smoke at his face, and said in a flamboyant manner, "Tell me, what is the relationship between you and the boss of An's Group, and how can you contact him?"

...

Ding dong!

Fang Heng stood in front of the door of An's Group and rang the doorbell. At this time, he was wearing a pair of glasses, a suit, and a briefcase in his hand. He looked gentle, without any bloody smell.

Ding, congratulations on your new equipment, level +999.

Ding, it is detected that you are holding a blunt weapon, power +999.

Fang Heng's face was full of helplessness. This super god plug-in is good at everything, but he likes to join in the fun. This is just a briefcase, but it has turned into a blunt weapon, which is enough! And adding 999 attributes if there is a disagreement can easily make Fang Heng addicted.

At this time, the intercom of the villa rang: "Who?"

"The old ghost recommended me to come here. He wants to meet Mr. An Nan."

I learned from the old ghost that An Nan is now the chairman of the An's Group, holding the power of the An's Group, and he also organized the Shiyue Auction. If he wants to auction the pink Lingyu at a reserve price of tens of millions, he must After he nodded in agreement.

So Fang Heng decided to meet An Nan. It's just that he came here with full sincerity, but the other party replied coldly: "No see!"

beep! Before Fang Heng could speak, the connection was disconnected, how arrogant!

Fang Heng was upset, originally he didn't want to make trouble today, but since the other party didn't give face, don't blame him for being rude! Even if this An Nan didn't want to see Fang Heng today, he still had to see him, he couldn't let him decide!

Fang Heng took off his glasses slowly, and patted the iron gate with his palm lightly. The iron gate seemed to have been hit by a train, and it was blown to pieces. The fragments flew across the garden and stuck on the other wall of the manor.

The servants in the garden were terrified, screaming and looking for a safe place to hide. The manor sounded the red alarm, and all the bodyguards woke up, looking for hiding places with guns, aiming at Fang Heng who walked into the manor.

Facing the muzzles of dozens of guns, Fang Heng slowly stepped into the manor without changing his face. He looked around the bodyguards, all of them looked tense, but he couldn't see An Nan.

Fang Heng stomped his foot, and the whole building shook. The bodyguards lost their balance and fell to the ground, looking at Fang Heng in horror.

But Fang Heng is in a good mood today and doesn't intend to kill them. Besides, he is mainly here to talk about things, not to make trouble. There is no need for everyone to be so stiff. He chuckled, and said to the manor's villa, "Mr. An Nan, are you sure you don't want to see me?"

He had already shown his skills just now, if An Nan still didn't show up, it meant that he was a brainless person, and Fang Heng would not want to cooperate with him.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses appeared on the balcony on the second floor. He had a square face with Chinese characters, his emotions and anger were invisible, and he was quite stable. This person is An Nan, the chairman of the Anshi Group.

...

At this time, Fang Heng was sitting on the leather sofa. Opposite him was An Nan who had appeared just now. The two of them stared at each other and observed each other.

In An Nan's eyes, Fang Heng's background is undoubtedly mysterious and unfathomable. Just the hand that was revealed just now is beyond the reach of ordinary people. This man suddenly appeared and came to him with a strong purpose, and what he asked for might not be simple.

Compared to An Nan's nervousness, Fang Heng was calm and not in a hurry. In the end, An Nan couldn't bear it anymore, and took the lead to break the silence and asked, "You said you were introduced by the old ghost, what evidence do you have?"

"Three years ago, I sent the antiques to him for auction. Later, he gave me two thousand yuan to perfuse me, and I stabbed the palm of his hand."

Fang Heng said slowly, "Yesterday I went to him again to sell some things on consignment, but he played tricks and wanted to kill me. I had no choice but to resist and killed all 50 people."

An Nan's eyes were fixed, thinking of the headlines in the newspaper this morning, she said in a horrified tone, "You did the black market tragedy?"

"Well, I think there should be no one else." Fang Heng admitted generously without shy away.

Hearing his confession, An Nan's face changed wildly, "Aren't you afraid that I will call the police and arrest you?"

"If calling the police is useful, would I still dare to call you?" Fang Heng smiled contemptuously, leaning on the sofa carelessly, not paying attention at all.

In the world of Tianshi, he alone slaughtered half of the millions of dark legions, let alone ordinary people without much force, who came and died as many times as they came.

These words sounded harsh in An Nan's ears. He looked at the calm Fang Heng with a very ugly expression on his face. He felt that he had made a mistake and shouldn't have let a wolf in...

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