Zombie Super God Stick

Hinata saw Kim Jong-jung’s servile look, and his heart was finally relieved. “Rogue master. Your IQ should be topped. Do you still need to ask such a simple question? Isn’t it okay to draw a few random amulets and sell them to rich people? The inheritance of the Immortal God Emperor also has the inheritance of alchemy. After learning, refine some pills and sell them. How much money do you want? ”

Kim Jong-chung slapped the door of his head. “Snap. Recently, I have been practicing too much, and I have forgotten such a simple method. Thank you Miss Chu Tian. Tell me what you want another day. Guaranteed to satisfy you. ”

“Okay. Pei Yuandan was chosen. People went to read novels. It’s okay, don’t annoy people. Hinata waved his hand impatiently. Countless treasures disappeared. Hinata continued to read the novel.

Jin Zhengzhong held a bottle of Pei Yuan Dan in his hand and opened it to look at it. Exactly ten. One is equivalent to one month of penance. Jin Jongjung hurriedly seized the time to cultivate.

Five days passed in a hurry. On this day, Kim Jong-jung finally broke through the late stage of refining and refining gas. The mana on his body reached 18,000 silks. The strength of the flesh is ten times that of ordinary people. This is the strength of “Immortal Golden Body”. Other cultivation exercises were almost cultivated to one hundred and eight strands of mana, and they were refining the late stage of refining qi. The more powerful technique is only three hundred and sixty-five silks. The top exercises are amazing, and there are only 1,800 silks. However, “Immortal Golden Body” requires 18,000 strands of mana. Rich in heritage. And both inside and out.

“Hahaha… Finally broke through again. Lao Tzu is also a little master. Finally, I can practice spells. Let me see. “Escape Technique”, “Fire Control Technique”, “Palm Thunder”, “Soul Control Technique”

Jin Zhengzhong found that in the inheritance of the Immortal God Emperor, there were not many spells suitable for refining and refining qi cultivation. Only a dozen. What Jin Jongzhong likes the most is “Soul Control”, which can subtly change a person’s mind after the introduction of spell cultivation. After practicing Dacheng, it is not a problem to control demons and monsters.

Kim Jong-jung suddenly felt like a treasure. The correct use of “Soul Control”, in Kim Jong-jung’s opinion, controlling demons and monsters to fight for themselves is simply weak. It’s the right way to use it to pick up girls. You think. Let a woman subtly fall in love with you. For you willing to do anything. Even share it with other women.

“Hey, hey, hey…” Inside the Immortal Ring, Jin Jong-jung’s face was drooling. In my heart, I fantasized about Wang Zhenzhen, Zhang Min and Ma Xiaoling flying with him…

“Rogue master. All said don’t think about it. Get out. Kim Jong-jung’s swaying voice finally made Miss Hinata dissatisfied. Directly kicked Kim Jong-jung out of the immortal ring.

Jin Jong’s center secretly said: “In the future, I must smash your little lady’s ass.” Let you always kick Lao Tzu. ”

A simple scrubbing was made. Jin Jong-jung held more than a dozen talismans he had drawn in the immortal ring and a dozen evil warding talismans, and his face showed a treacherous smile. “It’s still important to make money. Decided. Earn it 100 million first. That’s right. Call Huang Million. The circle of rich people he is more familiar with than me. ”

Kim Jong-jung thought of doing it, picked up the phone and called Huang Million. It quickly connected: “Hey. I am Yellow Million. ”

“Lord Hwang, it’s me, Kim Jong-jung.”

“Kim Jong-jung? Master Kim. It turned out to be you, master. Don’t know if you need help finding anything next? ”

“Huang Shizhu. Honza would like to ask you for a favor, it’s like this… ”

“No problem. Leave it to the next. At eight o’clock tonight at the Amway Building… ”

After contacting Huang Million. Kim Jong-jung wanted to eat. It turned out that Sister Jin did not cook. Since Sister Jin took two million, she has been playing mahjong with the neighborhood Lingju all day. Often away from home. Kim Jong-jung didn’t blame her either. After all, I have been poor for most of my life, and I should enjoy it in the future. In desperation, Kim Jong-jung could only eat in a restaurant outside.

Eight o’clock. Kim Jong-jung arrived at the Amway Building on time. Then called Huang Million and told him that he had arrived. Fortunately, there were no bloody incidents in which security guards looked down on people.

“Master Kim. You are finally here. Come with me. Let me tell you, today I called most of the richest people in Hong Kong. Are you satisfied? Huang Million fawned over Kim Jong-jung.

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After entering the elevator, Jin Jongzhong took out three triangular amulets and smiled: “Trouble Mr. Huang.” There are three amulets here, which should be given to Mr. Huang. By the way, is the stuff you prepared ready? ”

Huang Million tightened the three talismans into his pocket like a treasure. While laughing: “It’s ready.” Master though rest assured. ”

The two came to the banquet hall. As soon as I came in, I saw dozens of people looking over. These people are dressed and you can tell that they are rich people at a glance. Today, Huang Million is giving up face. That’s what brought these people over.

The people in the hall saw Kim Jong-jung dressed in a Zhongshan suit. The cloth is ordinary, it is dozens of land stalls, and suddenly they are a little dissatisfied. They’re all people with status. Suddenly mixed in a dirt bun like something.

One of the fat men who opened the bank looked at Kim Jong-chung with disgust: “Mr. Huang.” Who is this guy? We’re not here to get in with cats and dogs. ”

“This is…” Huang Million will be introduced. But was stopped by Kim Jong-jung.

Kim Jong-jung stepped forward and came to the fat man. He turned in a circle, and then sighed: “Hey, what is this boss called?” ”

“The boss of Hengguang Bank, Jin Daban, is me.” Jin Daipan raised his head with a proud face.

Jin Jongzhong hugged his fists and said, “It turned out to be Boss Kim.” Also surnamed Kim under the bottom. Luck will be lucky. It’s a pity, it’s a pity. Kim Jong-chung shook his head, looking pitying.

“What do you mean? Pity what? Brat. Make it clear to me. Jin Daipan said angrily

“Boss Kim. I see you have a wide forehead and a high nose. Large ears and thick lips. It is obviously the appearance of great wealth and nobility, but unfortunately, the eyebrows are gloomy. Yin and yang. It must be the phase of shrinking the sun. The heavenly court is dim and riddled with disease. Presumably terminally ill, right? “Kim Jong-jung’s serious unfolding stick mode.