Modern Immortality: My Gain Takes Effect A Hundred Times

The sun outside the window gradually turned orange, and the floating clouds in the sky were also illuminated red.

The plane Zhao Wumian was on was like a majestic eagle, crashing through the clouds and swooping towards the earth.

In the northern suburbs of Luoyang, countless people carrying large and small bags walked out of the airport laughing and laughing.

There are also countless figures pulling suitcases, reluctant to say goodbye to their families.

In the middle of the busy airport, a private plane landed slowly.

The aircraft's unique design and conspicuous size make it stand out among the surrounding fleet.

Passengers and staff in the airport all stopped and watched.

The wings of the plane shone with the unique luster of metal in the sun. It gracefully glide to the predetermined position and then stopped quietly.

The wings trembled slightly, showing the powerful power of its engine.

The entire airport's attention was captured by this private plane with the word "Zhao" written on it.

When the plane stopped, Zhao Wumian took the lead and stepped off the plane, followed closely by Zhao Gujue, followed by Kong Xu, Zhao Yun and others.

Reactions in the crowd varied. Some were amazed at the luxury and grandeur of this private jet, others were envious of Zhao Wumian's power and wealth, others were respectful, and perhaps some were filled with expectations for the future. .

Regardless, this moment undoubtedly left a deep impression on their hearts.

As soon as Zhao Wumian got off the plane, he saw a group of people standing on the lawn next to him, holding a long banner.

"Welcome Uncle Mian to visit Luoyang."

This team is headed by an old man in his 60s, Zhao Qingyang. From the day he received the news, he has been waiting in fear for the arrival of Zhao Wumian.

The moment he learned that Zhao Wumian was leaving, he brought a group of his tribe to the airport, waiting for Zhao Wumian's arrival.

They have been waiting for five or six hours now, but Zhao Qingyang and others are still standing upright.

"Uncle Mian, you're here. Get in the car quickly. We'll take care of you first."

Arriving in front of Zhao Wumian, Zhao Qingyang bent down and said respectfully to Zhao Wumian.

"Don't be so polite. Let's go. I happen to be a little hungry too."

Zhao Wumian helped the sixty-year-old man in front of him, somewhat surprised by the humility of the old man in front of him.

"Okay, okay, Azhong, lead the way quickly."

Zhao Qingyang ordered his son, wanting Zhao Zhong to show his face in front of Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Qingyang is already the last generation of the Zhao family branch. If the next generation does not have the Zhao family's descendants to break through the energy.

Then the branch that Zhao Qingyang belongs to will completely lose the recognition and support of the main lineage of the Zhao family.

This is also the reason why Zhao Qingyang is so humble and wants to have a relationship with the main descendant of the Zhao family.

Even after Zhao Wumian and his party left, everyone present was still talking about it.

"I never thought there would be such a young master. It seems that art comes from life."

A fat woman wearing black sunglasses and looking at this wavy hairstyle admired and thought about when she would be able to catch such a golden husband.

For such a devilish Bo Gang woman, let alone Zhao Wumian, even if it were given to Kong Xu, even Ji Xu wouldn't want it.

There was also a pair of grandsons and grandsons dressed in fancy clothes who witnessed the whole process from the private plane to when Zhao Wumian was picked up.

The grandson among them is fair and tender, but his eyes are particularly firm.

"Grandpa, when I become good at martial arts in the future, I will also buy a big plane for grandpa to fly on."

The young grandson thought that as long as he practiced martial arts, he could get anything, so he made a promise to the old man next to him.

"Okay, grandpa will wait for you to buy me a big airplane seat."

The old man recognized who owned this private plane. After all, the old man was once famous in the martial arts world.

The old man took the young man's hand and slowly walked out of the airport.

If anyone could recognize this dying old man, they would be surprised and frightened.

The old man was clearly Wu Qiuyue, the sharpshooter who had threatened the entire Henan Province.

And his grandson Wu Wudi perfectly inherited his talent.

Moreover, those who are better than others reach the peak of Ming Jin at the age of ten, and are not far from Dark Jin.

Zhao Wumian and his party, led by Zhao Qingyang, came to the most famous private chef in Luoyang.

After having a full meal, Zhao Qingyang respectfully asked Zhao Wumian about his next arrangements.

"Arrange a hotel for me, and then I'll go shopping in Luoyang these days."

Zhao Wumian would not stay in Luoyang for a long time, nor did he like to live in other people's homes.

He asked Zhao Qingyang to help arrange a suitable hotel. Thinking of this, Zhao Wumian took another look at Zhao Gujue, who was wandering around.

"Logically speaking, shouldn't it be possible for you, the butler, to handle this kind of thing in advance?"

Zhao Wumian sighed in his heart, Zhao Gujue was so unreliable, and felt that Kong Ruoling must have been deceived by his appearance.

"Okay, Uncle Mian, I'll have someone go down and make arrangements right now."

Zhao Qingyang hurriedly agreed, and then ordered his men to make arrangements while taking out a business card with a blank back and "only a phone number written on the front" to Zhao Xianming.

"Uncle Mian, this is Xiaoyang's private number. If you have any instructions, just call me. I promise to handle it for you."

Zhao Wumian took the business card and was about to issue an eviction order when Zhao Qingyang sensed Zhao Wumian's intention in advance.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingyang resigned in a sensible manner.

"Then I won't disturb Uncle Mian. Xiaoyang will leave first."

Zhao Qingyang left a few sets of car keys to Zhao Liu and the others, and then left, closing the door thoughtfully and gently before leaving.

"I do everything well, but I don't know if I feel a little uncomfortable."

Although Zhao Wumian was also very satisfied with Zhao Qingyang's attitude, the head of the Zhao family in Luoyang, a figure in the early stages of becoming a powerful person, was so condescending.

Zhao Wumian didn't know why he felt uncomfortable. Maybe it was because Zhao Wumian always hated flattery.

It is better to take what is straight than to ask what is wrong.

This is the code of conduct that Zhao Wumian believes in, but everyone has his own way of living. Zhao Wumian soon left Zhao Qingyang behind.

Another point is that Zhao Wumian wants to meet a villain similar to the one in the previous life novels, but it is a pity that no one seems to choose not to have an eye.

That's right, after all, the Zhao Liu people behind Zhao Wumian are obviously well-trained top bodyguards.

Who wouldn't dare to provoke Zhao Wumian?

"Zhao Wumian, are you too awesome? I have met that person just now.

"He is the president of the Luoyang Martial Arts Association. He is so humble in front of you and calls you uncle."

As soon as Zhao Qingyang left, Kong Xu couldn't hold back the shock in his heart and asked Zhao Wumian.

Kong Xu originally thought that he was already from a wealthy family, but when he met Zhao Wumian, he discovered that he was just a poor family.

"What's so great about this? With the power of the family, when I break through the Dan Bao in the future, how many people will bow to me?"

Although Zhao Wumian was also secretly happy in his heart, he still stuck to his original intention. Power and wealth were just a passing cloud.

Only strong enough strength should be what Zhao Wumian pursues.

Kong Xu rolled his eyes when he heard this. This is true, and everyone in the martial arts world understands it.

But the question is, is it so easy to achieve the great master of Bao Dan?

If it were so easy, why can't the whole country only make it to a couple of dozen?

Only a monster like Zhao Wumian feels that holding the pill is within reach.

Kong Xu felt that he could become a Huajin master in this life, even if he didn't burn incense in vain.

After drinking the tea, Zhao Wumian got into the car and quietly began to close his eyes and rest.

After Zhao Liu drove to the hotel, Zhao Wumian opened his eyes and was led by Zhao Gujue to the presidential suite.

Zhao Gujue also noticed Zhao Wumian's dissatisfaction with him. After checking the information for a long time, he roughly knew how to be a good housekeeper.

But don't forget that Zhao Wumian fired him before the protection mission even started, and then he went back home.

"That's a bit cool. Maybe I'm suffering from airsickness in front of me."

Zhao Wumian would have driven him away long ago if it weren't for the fact that Zhao Gujue was arranged by Kong Ruoling. Now that Zhao Gujue has finally entered the state, Zhao Wumian nodded with satisfaction.

Kong Xu was assigned to the suite farthest from Zhao Wumian.

Because the last few bedrooms were occupied by Zhao Guanjue, Zhao Liu and others on the grounds of protection.

"What's so great? Isn't it the peak of An Jin? When I break through to Transformation Jin, I'll be Zhao Wumian's younger brother."

Kong Xu secretly slandered in his heart.

Zhao Wumian took a bath and then fell asleep. This was Zhao Wumian's last sleep.

In the following period, Zhao Wumian will not sleep anymore, but will practice martial arts every night.

Early the next morning, Zhao Wumian and Kong Xu had breakfast cooked by the hotel chef and were ready to start traveling...

"Zhao Wumian, have you thought about where to go?"

Kong Xu first asked Zhao Wumian if he had made any travel plans.

"Yes, let's go to Tianzi Liujia first to see if we can find some treasures."

Zhao Wumian possesses an innate body and the ability to promote talents and cultivate things, so he is naturally qualified to pick up the slack.

So Zhao Wumian thought about going to the antique city to see if he could find some good stuff.

"How can it be so easy to find treasures? But since you want to go, I will go with you.

Since Kong Xu was attacked by Zhao Wumian, he has gradually lost his right to take care of himself in front of Zhao Wumian.

After all, it's just a thigh hug, so there's nothing to shiver.

Then the group set off directly and soon arrived at Tianzi Liujia Antique City.

Zhao Wumian and his entourage were walking on the flower garden road in front of the Antique City, which was very eye-catching.

"Which young master is here to buy antiques?"

"Quickly, go tell Lao Xu that a big fat sheep has arrived.

Zhao Wumian moved his ears and saw a tall and thin guy with small round glasses who looked like a goat, pretending to be on the phone.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Liu approached Zhao Wumian, pointed at the tall and thin guy, and asked Zhao Wumian if he needed to handle it himself.

Zhao Wumian shook his head, simply beating him up like this would not bring any fun to Zhao Wumian.

Later, go to Lao Xu's stall or store where he is, give them a long look and teach them a lesson, that would be interesting.

Zhao Wumian quickly passed through the crowd and arrived at the entrance of the antique city.

All kinds of people nearby unanimously made way for Zhao Wumian.

"I don't know what antiques this young master will buy. Do you want to follow me and take a look?"

"This guy with a cane can tell you very well at picking out antiques. Now he will gain a lot of experience."

"I wonder if the eldest young master would buy antiques directly?"

The people nearby were talking a lot, and then they followed Zhao Wumian and his group lightly.

Zhao Liu originally wanted to drive them away, but Zhao Wumian stopped him.

"Buying an antique is always the focus of the crowd, Zhao Wumian, you are the best."

Kong Xu now finds that Zhao Wumian is like the legendary destiny. Like Destiny's Child in

All good things seemed to be rushing toward Zhao Wumian.

"Where are you now? Don't let your jaw drop in shock later."

After Zhao Wumian replied that he had committed suicide, he walked into the antique city.

Zhao Wumian suddenly skipped the conspicuous antique shops on the street and picked up the missing items. Naturally, he wanted to obtain the maximum benefit at the minimum cost.

There are many good things in the store, but most of them have already been sold, so the prices are naturally very expensive.

However, Zhao Wumian just wrapped up the cultural relics in the audience, and it was easy to get 0.6, but that would be no fun.

This time it was about ten o'clock in the morning, and the people on the antique street had not yet reached the top.

People on the street stood on tiptoe curiously when they saw a large group of people following Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian's eyes kept scanning the stall, and at the same time, his innate body was slowly activated, feeling the aura of the items on the stall.

As a result, several of Zhao Wumian's promising items had no aura at all after being sensed by the innate body.

Items that have been touched the day after tomorrow will basically have a ray of aura and no shower every hundred years, which means that the production time is less than a hundred years.

Zhao Wumian was greatly disappointed. There was not a single genuine item. No wonder it was so difficult to pick up items in the antique city. It turned out that fakes were prevalent. “Without declaration, there would naturally be fewer people picking up items.”

Each stall owner rushed to introduce the items on his stall, hoping that Zhao Wumian would come to his stall.

Although Zhao Gujue behind Zhao Wumian seems to be an expert at first glance, what if something happens?

The brave ones are exhausted and the timid ones are starved to death. As long as they want 300% of the profit, these small capitalists dare to risk hanging to coax Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian, on the other hand, remained unmoved, his eyes constantly wandering from stall to stall.

At this moment, a fat man with big gold teeth walked up to Zhao Wumian and volunteered.

"Young master, would you like to come to my stall and take a look? I guarantee that they are all good things."

Zhao Wumian didn't find anything good for a while, and the middle-aged man wearing glasses in front of him didn't come over to strike up a conversation.

He immediately agreed to Fatty's invitation and followed Fatty to his stall. .