Metropolitan Super Deity

Ling Fei smiled, pinched her little face, and said:

"You're still smart."

Mu Qingcheng's face turned red, she didn't expect Ling Fei, a bastard, to make such an intimate gesture in front of so many people.

But Ling Fei's eyes have shifted to other places.

He stared at Shen Yan and said with a smile:

"Ordinary people really shouldn't be entangled in so many dirty things, but well, just like fishing, if you put some bait, the effect will be different."

Shen Yan said with a guilty conscience:

"Then... since you know the crux of the problem, why don't you save people quickly? What are you still writing here?"

Ling Fei glanced at him with a half-smile, which made Shen Yan dodge even more.

He squatted down slowly, and grabbed the sanitation worker with his big hand. The phantom ghosts screamed and wanted to escape, but Ling Fei still grabbed them.

He squeezed lightly, and all the ghosts turned into fly ash.

Someone immediately frowned and said:

"Is this thing a 3D projection?"

But immediately others sarcastically said:

"Have you lost your mind? This world has such advanced technology now?"

"Then... that is to say, are there really ghosts in this world? Besides, can this person drive away ghosts?"

For a while, many people looked at him with hot eyes.

In Mu Qingcheng's heart, there are mixed feelings.

It is estimated that after today, Ling Fei will no longer be that penniless college student.

Ling Fei's ghost exorcism is still going on.

Just expelling those ghosts is not enough, but the things in his body must be removed.

Ling Fei tapped his pulse lightly, injected a burst of true energy, then patted his head lightly, and a small black worm spewed out from his nostrils instantly.

The little bug was alive and kicking, and after it came out, it wanted to go in again, but was wrapped by Ling Fei's true energy and crushed alive into powder.

It wasn't until this time that the sanitation worker got up with a mask on his face, and said:

"What's wrong with me? Why am I here?"

Ling Fei smiled.

"It's okay, just treat it as a dream just now. In the future, don't eat things that others give you."

"Why."

The sanitation worker agreed and left slowly.

After he walked by, Dong Chun couldn't help asking:

"Master, what is going on?"

Ling Fei put his hands in his pockets and said:

"Bowing the head, a kind of heresy. But the ability is very low, you only need to practice a little, and you can crack it yourself."

Dong Chun's eyes lit up, and he respectfully said:

"Yes! The disciple knows."

After Dong Chun asked, many people surrounded him one after another, and started flattering Lingfei.

"Mr. Ling is really powerful. This kind of sorcery is simply vulnerable in front of you!"

"Mr. Ling is really a living god!"

"Mr. Ling, I'm the general manager of Guangguang Group. This is my business card. I wonder if I can treat you to a meal when I'm free?"

...

More and more people gathered around, and Ling Fei seemed to have become the brightest star at the party.

He was too lazy to talk to these people, so he dealt with them casually.

However, Mu Qingcheng seems to like dealing with these capitalists very much.

So, under the banner of Mr. Ling, the ghost-hunting master, Mu Qingcheng quickly attracted some partners, and even got a few tens of millions of businesses.

Leaving the noisy crowd, Ling Fei came to the corner, and not long after, Shen Yan also walked over slowly.

The two of them sat together, with a spring breeze on their faces. From the eyes of others, the two seemed to have a good relationship.

But only the two of them know in their hearts that they are not on the same path at all.

The corner of Shen Yan's mouth, with a hint of insidiousness, said:

"Mr. Ling, it's really a good trick!"

Ling Fei smiled lightly and said:

"It's okay, the opponent is too LOW."

The corner of Shen Yan's mouth twitched, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Ling really takes himself seriously! Haven't you heard that arrogant soldiers must be defeated?"

"Hehe, it also depends on the opponent. The opponent is too low-level, and the arrogant soldier is not afraid of losing."

"you--!"

Shen Yan tightly grasped the edge of the chair, the paint surface was a little wrinkled by him.

At this time, the main drama of the party also began.

Some guests also started to come on stage, taking out items they wanted to donate.

Ling Fei glanced at Shen Yan, stood up, and said:

"A word of advice, if you have no skills, don't pretend to be aggressive. Pretend to be aggressive, and you will be easily struck by lightning!"

"What did you say?"

With a click, Shen Yan crushed the edge of the wooden chair.

Lingfei smiled disdainfully and said:

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing. The flowers you sent yesterday were so rotten that my wife threw them into the trash can. Please don't send such low things in the future."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Shen Yan's ugly face, he put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly towards Mu Qingcheng.

Shen Yan was behind, his angry face was deformed.

"Damn bastard! How dare you humiliate me like this! I will never let you go so easily! Lingfei, you wait for me, Mu Qingcheng, I will get it sooner or later, and I will take your life away sooner or later! snort!"

Ling Fei came to Mu Qingcheng's side, stared at by Mu Qingcheng's complicated eyes, and couldn't help smiling.

"What? Do I have flowers on my face? It's worth your staring at me?"

Mu Qingcheng shook his head.

"I just found that I can't see through you more and more. Forget it, let's not talk about it, let's watch the auction."

This kind of charity auction is where people who participate in the party take out their own items to bid for the auction, and all the money from the final sale is used for public welfare construction.

The first person to enter the stage was an entrepreneur with a crew cut, and he handed over a folded paper fan.

The shape of the fan, as well as the handwriting on it, are of great value.

After being appraised by an appraiser, the base price was set at 60,000 yuan, and the final auction price was 100,000 yuan.

The next two are also small entrepreneurs, and the final sales of the things they produced were in the range of 100,000 to 200,000.

Then, there is Dong Chun, the big fish.

What Dong Chun took out was a medical book, which was said to be collected from the ancestral prescriptions of Dong's TCM.

The base price of this medical book was set at 800,000, but it was finally auctioned for 7.2 million!

This is also easy to understand.

Everyone knows the status of Dong's TCM.

Wealth is no more than three generations, and if one day the family goes bankrupt, they can still leave a mouthful of food for future generations.

As for Dong Chun, an old fox, he doesn't care. Now that he has more advanced medical skills taught by Ling Fei, he no longer cares about these things.

At this time, Mu Qingcheng was also ready to take the stage.

Ling Fei frowned and said:

"What antique did you take?"

Mu Qingcheng untied the beads around his neck and said with a smile:

"This is left to me by my parents, and now it is used for good deeds, so it can be regarded as useful."

Ling Fei looked at the beads and said:

"You'd better not put it up for auction."

Mu Qingcheng smiled wryly and said:

"Then what else can I do? During this period of time, the company has used money, and I have mortgaged everything that can be mortgaged. Do you think I have a lot of antiques?"

After saying that, she went to the auction stage.