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Chapter 98 Bad Luck
Boss Wang grabbed Zhao Linfeng¡¯s hands, which were covered in sweat. Zhao Linfeng calmly took his hands out.
"I can cure you, but the price is"
Boss Wang nodded repeatedly. He understood that if he said he would not sell it after it was cured, then Zhao Linfeng would probably turn around and leave.
¡°Moreover, even if he was cured, when he thought of the horrific blows he had suffered here, he didn¡¯t want to stay here for a second.
"Sell! Sell! As long as you cure me, I will sell it to you for thirty thousand per square meter! No, twenty-five thousand per square meter!"
Boss Wang shouted loudly downstairs, "Manager Zhang! Manager Zhang! Come up quickly."
Manager Zhang walked upstairs in fear, fearing that Boss Wang would scold him again.
"Manager Zhang, go and draw up a contract, one flat for twenty-five thousand!"
Manager Zhang exclaimed in astonishment. In a location like the golden zone of Jiangbei New District, where every inch of land is so valuable, even a residential area costs one square meter to twenty or thirty thousand, let alone a prime business district with such high-end decoration.
"What are you doing standing around? Go quickly!"
Boss Wang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, shouting repeatedly.
Manager Zhang glanced at Zhao Linfeng in shock. He really didn¡¯t know who Mr. Zhao was. He could buy this store from Boss Wang for twenty-five thousand.
Who doesn¡¯t know that Boss Wang is an iron rooster who never plucks out a hair? Taking advantage of him would be even harder than reaching the sky!
Soon, Manager Zhang came over with the drafted contract.
Zhao Linfeng read it over and found that there was no problem, so he signed on it and transferred money to complete the transaction.
Boss Wang said: "Master Zhao, what do you think we should do?"
Zhao Linfeng laughed dumbly and waved his hand.
"Boss Wang, just leave on your own. It will be fine in a while. If you are still unlucky, come here to find me at any time."
Boss Wang now completely believes in Zhao Linfeng and has no doubt that Zhao Linfeng is lying to him.
What¡¯s more, even if Zhao Linfeng deceived him, could the monk escape and escape the temple?
So Boss Wang nodded repeatedly when he heard Zhao Linfeng¡¯s words, he was so happy that he didn¡¯t want to stay in this evil place for a moment, so he took the contract and ran away.
"Qingyin, please go back first. I'll take a look at this store myself."
Zhao Linfeng walked downstairs and said to Chu Qingyin, who was still in shock.
"How on earth did you let him sell you this shop for 25,000 square meters?" Chu Qingyin's pretty face was full of shock.
Zhao Linfeng smiled mysteriously, "It can't be said, it can't be said."
Chu Qingyin stamped her feet, turned around and left.
"Forget it if you don't say it, who cares!"
After Chu Qingyin left, Zhao Linfeng was the only one left in the store. Zhao Linfeng closed the store door and flipped his wrist, and the Tai Chi inkstone he got at the auction that day appeared in his palm.
Zhao Linfeng pinched his fingers with his other hand, bringing out a string of afterimages in the air, and photographed them on the Tai Chi inkstone.
A burst of true energy surged out from the Tai Chi inkstone and enveloped the entire store.
This is a small formation executed by Zhao Linfeng using the Tai Chi inkstone as the eye of the formation - the Gu-seeking formation.
In a corner of the Gu-seeking array, the zhenqi suddenly became restless. Zhao Linfeng took a step forward and pointed his finger. The floor in that corner suddenly opened, revealing a small straw man hidden underneath.
This little straw man is called the bad luck straw man, and it is the source of Boss Wang¡¯s bad luck.
After the little straw man was revealed, the restless true energy ignited spontaneously, and the little straw man was instantly wiped out in the flames formed by the true energy.
Zhao Linfeng waved his hand to disperse the formation, locked the door and left the store.
At this moment.
Under a moss-covered bridge, a fat-headed monk wearing gray clothes and as fat as a mountain was building a thatched shed.
The fat monk had a Buddha chain hanging around his neck. The dark brown beads were each the size of a fist and looked heavy, but the fat monk didn¡¯t care at all.
The fat monk was covered in sweat, and the gray cloth clothes on his body were soaked through, but he still had a smile on his face.
There were about a dozen dirty little beggars around him, as young as five or six and as old as seven or eight, who looked up at the fat monk obediently.
The fat monk jumped down, landed firmly on the ground, and patted the dust on his hands.
"Okay, the thatched hut is repaired. You guys will stay here for another half month. When the master completes the matter, he will come back and take you back to Lingyi Temple." The fat monk smiled kindly.
The little beggars nodded and looked at the fat monk gratefully.
"Thank you, Fat Master."
They have only known each other for less than a month and have never met the fat monk. The fat monk not only accepted them as his disciples, but also helped them beg for food and built a house for them.
Of course, the fat monk did not admit that he was begging for food, and he called it alms.
The fat monk¡¯s face turned dark and he said, ¡°How many times have I told you to call me master, not fat master.¡±
A little girl who was only four years old tilted her head and looked at the fat monk in confusion, and stretched out a white finger to rub the fat monk's big belly.
"But Master Fat, you are really fat." The little girl said truthfully.
The fat monk, with a black streak on his head, was so angry when he saw these children, but he was reluctant to beat and scold them.
"Ouch!"
Suddenly, for some unknown reason, the fat monk howled like a pig being killed.
I saw the fat monk¡¯s butt suddenly burst into flames, and the fat monk rushed out. A child quickly picked up a water ladle and poured water on the fat monk¡¯s butt.
The fire on his butt was quickly extinguished, and the fat monk was so frightened that he panted.
The four-year-old girl giggled and staggered into the fat monk's arms.
"Fat Master, I told you to lose weight, but you look so fat that you're going to spontaneously combust."
The fat monk silently patted the little girl's face gently. It looked like a slap, and the force on the little girl's body was like a touch.
¡°Go, go, master, you¡¯re not fat!¡±
A group of little beggars swarmed behind the fat monk, laughing.
"Fat Master, your butt is exposed!"
"Fat Master, show your butt, you are not ashamed!"
The fat monk cursed lowly, pulled a piece of cloth and wrapped it casually around his buttocks.
"Damn, it's so evil. Who is the master who broke my bad luck?"
The fat monk thought to himself and shouted: "Don't run too far away. Brother, please protect your sister. If there is any danger, just tear up the paper talisman as I said and notify the master. The master will leave first." "
The fat monk was originally going to do other things, but suddenly he became curious about this expert who could break his bad luck, so he planned to go and meet this expert for a while.
A few minutes later.
The fat monk staggered and slowly walked to a street corner.
Although he didn¡¯t seem to be walking very fast, this place was already ten miles away from the overpass a few minutes ago!
At this time, a black Range Rover drove up on the street. The fat monk smiled and pounced on it.
¡°Bang!¡±
Zhao Linfeng was driving back to Century Hotel. Suddenly, a meat ball suddenly jumped out and hit the front of the car with a muffled sound!
Zhao Linfeng quickly stepped on the brakes and looked up to see that the meatball on the front of the car was gone.
"Master, I finally see you."
Hearing the sound, Zhao Linfeng turned around and finally saw the true face of Meat Ball.
A fat-headed monk in gray cloth was leaning against the car window.
Zhao Linfeng rolled down the window, looked at the fat monk up and down, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you the owner of that bad-luck straw man?"
The fat monk chuckled and said, "That's the poor monk."
The fat monk was surprised. An expert is an expert. He could tell his origin just by looking at him.
??Looking at the master¡¯s appearance, he is only in his early twenties?
"The fat monk doesn't think that the expert who can break his bad luck is only twenty years old. Could it be that this expert has practiced the secret method of rejuvenation?"
You must know that the secret method of rejuvenation can only be possessed by those great hidden families that have not been born for hundreds of years! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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