Zombie Super God Stick

“Everyone, please be quiet.” Kim Jong-chung snapped. The originally crazy rich immediately quieted down. They will not forget Kim Jong-jung, the murderous devil. Although the restoration of youth makes them a little impatient, it is a small life to make Kim Jong-jung angry. So they all quieted down.

“I feel empowered. Even killing a cow is no problem. Hahaha. I didn’t expect that I could actually regain my youth? That’s great. Li Jiacheng danced excitedly. Youth. The restoration of youth that countless people dreamed of has actually been realized in themselves. It’s just amazing. Li Jiacheng is very glad that his decision has arrived.

“Mr. Li, although I don’t want to disturb your dancing, Honza is going to start business. Please be quiet, okay? Kim Jong-chung patted Lee Ka-sung on the shoulder and said. By the way, the spell just now is one hundred million. Remember to fill it up. ”

“This plot is not right, people are helping you just now.” Also ask people for money? Cheapskate. Ma Xiaoling couldn’t help but say sarcastically. In her opinion, since Kim Jong-jung can take out this kind of charm casually, there must be many more. Seeing Kim Jong-jung’s dead look asking for money, he felt uncomfortable, plus he would definitely lose the bet, and Ma Xiaoling naturally wanted to vent his sarcasm.

Jin Zhengzhong glared at Ma Xiaoling: “What do you know about this loser girl?” In your previous life, you used Lao Tzu’s three billion a month. If you don’t earn more, there is enough for you? After Kim Jong-jung finished speaking, he went directly back to the back of the podium.

Ma Xiaoling looked confused: “When did the old lady use your money?” And three billion? The old lady has never seen it for 30 million. ”

No matter what Ma Xiaoling thinks. Li Jiacheng came back to his senses and quickly smiled. Transferred 300 million to Kim Jong-chung on the spot.

“Everyone must have seen the effect of the rejuvenation talisman. A spell can make a person five to ten years younger. In the future, the main seat will auction ten pieces here every month. Just now, Mr. Li has used three cards, and there are seven left. Snap”

Kim Jong-chung snapped his fingers. Lan vigorously hooked his finger: “Little bald head, next you will preside over the auction.” A charm floor price starts at 100 million. Also, this is a peace charm. Can withstand a deadly danger. The floor price is also a hundred million. Each month, the main seat will also provide ten jade talismans. ”

Kim Jong-jung put the Rejuvenation Talisman and the Peace Talisman on the counter, and then walked aside: “The guests who auctioned the charm, please come to my side to pay the bill, thank you.” ”

Lan Dali roared in his heart, “Damn bastard, actually use Lao Tzu as a person, one day I want you to look good.” Although Lan Dali couldn’t wait to unload Kim Jong-jung’s eight pieces. However, it turned out to be just a distant dream. He doesn’t want to be full of bags.

Just as the so-called good man does not suffer immediate losses. Lan Dali had a ‘sincere’ smile on his face. “Distinguished guests, Mr. Jin has already introduced the magic of these charms. And everyone also witnessed the miracle that happened to Mr. Li. Without further ado, start auctioning the first rejuvenation talisman now. The reserve price is 100 million. ”

“200 million” was almost the first time Lan Dali was announced. A rich man in his sixties immediately raised his hand and doubled the price.

“Three hundred million. I give out 300 million. Everyone, give me Yang someone a face… ”

“Three hundred and fifty million. Yang Bo, your face is a fart. Don’t beep if you don’t have money. An old man with white sideburns had red eyes. Ten years younger. As they get older, they become less and less good at it. But ten years younger. Then revival is no longer a dream. At this time, your face is a fart. Even your own brothers can’t beat you to death.

“Three hundred and sixty million.”

“Four hundred million…”

“Four hundred million. Oh, my God. It’s faster than robbing a bank. Ma Xiaoling felt that her three views were destroyed. Sure enough, poverty limited her imagination. A spell inexplicably someone actually bid 400 million? So what is it that she used to work hard to catch ghosts and exorcise demons?

While watching Ma Xiaoling perform Sichuan opera and changing face, Jin Zhengzhong smiled badly in his heart: “Loser ladies, in your last life, you couldn’t escape the palm of this seat, and you don’t want to run in this life.” It has been sixty years since I played this pair of beauty. What a nostalgia. ”

“A billion… I fainted. A spell sells for a billion. All evil rich people. Ma Xiaoling no longer had a trace of luck in her heart. A billion transfers arrived. She has already lost. Ma Xiaoling gritted her teeth with hatred when she saw Jin Zhengzhong’s stunned appearance.

“What is this just a billion? Money is just a number for this seat. Hey, life is as lonely as snow. Kim Jong-jung flicked his non-existent bangs with a look of vicissitudes.

“…” Ma Xiaoling directly sent him a roll of the eyes. Then he continued to stare viciously at the rich people who were crazy about the price.

“The first billion… The second picture is 800 million… The third picture is 750 million… The sixth picture is 800 million… Peace charms… 600 million… That adds up to 10.93 billion. Bastard. Grab money. Ma Xiaoling almost crushed her jade teeth. The hatred of the rich was magnified by 10,000 times at this moment. It was as if these people had a deep hatred with themselves. The most hateful thing is that the damned scoundrel is still shouting in front of himself.

“Wu Ling, you lost.” Jin Jong-jung didn’t know when he had wrapped his arms around Ma Xiaoling’s willow waist. The head rested on Ma Xiaoling’s shoulder. Let Ma Xiaoling’s cold hair stand up.