Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Chu Zheng left the celestial teacher and the others, and walked upstairs by himself.

There is no Yin Qi in the house. The only Yin Qi she has seen in the house is Yao Wei's own ghost.

The old man seemed to see it too, but he didn't say it.

【Main task: Please spend 50 million RMB in two hours. 】

Chu Zheng: "..."

Chu Zheng sat down on the stairs, his head against the wooden carved railing, bumping against each other.

Life is so difficult, why don't you let me be a little poor.

what!

Annoying!

[...] Miss, what are your misunderstandings about yourself?

Where does a person who can talk about pushing people down without changing his face, and the three characters Xiaopoi?

Chu·Xiao Lian·Zheng thought about what to buy, she suddenly thought of "Dianjin Pavilion".

Chuzheng took out his phone and clicked on the software.

Last time she bought so many things that could not be purchased before, it seems that they are almost unlocked at this time.

Level 10 town ghost talisman? 500,000 sheets? Buy ten!

Level 9 mahogany sword?

Buy buy buy.

Chuzheng was in a good mood and found that the things inside were really valuable.

But obviously Chuzheng was too early to be happy. The prices of these things are high, but the quantity is generally only ×1.

The supply is too short!

Bad review!

Chuzheng can only order those with a lower price. The lower the price, the more quantity.

Choose something and fill in the address for Chuzheng payment.

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Dianjinge headquarters.

Ding--

You have a super super super super super super super super super super...

"It's stuck? Didn't you just change it? Did those **** in the development department cut corners again?"

An employee looked angrily at the computer where the sound came from.

The man behind the computer raised his head with an indescribable expression.

"What are you doing, don't send it to me in estrus!" The questioning employee put his hands on his chest and stepped back: "I am straight!"

"You are about to stop it, your ears will burst." Someone was impatient.

"...Super order, please deliver it as soon as possible." The computer of the card machine finally finished reading.

"Hahahaha!" The employee behind the computer slapped the desk and laughed wildly.

The whole office fell into weird silence.

are you crazy?

"The stupid son of the landlord has placed an order again!" The employee who finished laughing wildly jumped and jumped.

The office is still quiet.

One minute later.

Everyone rushed over at the same time, rushing to watch the computer.

I counted those zeros back and forth several times to make sure there was nothing wrong.

"Can this be the stupid son of the landlord's family?" An employee snapped the head of the employee just now: "This is the God of Fortune, does the God of Fortune know? What do you note for others, what do you note, please change it back soon. "

"Yes, it's too shameful."

"How can you treat God of Wealth like this?"

"Fortunately, they don't know, so I will change back and apologize to God of Wealth in my heart."

The employee covered his head with one hand, and changed the remarks with tears.

When you remarked, you also said yes! ?

Why is it his fault now?

"Last time it was harvested by Xia Han, this time it was harvested by Xia Han...Which genius is this Xia Han?"

Someone looked at the note behind curiously.

But everyone has never heard of this person.

Dianjin Pavilion is the business of all celestial masters, and they all know exactly which genius is there-mainly for convenience, to push them props.

"I know." The employee who raised his hand was the little brother who delivered the goods last time: "He is from Mt. Taokong. I checked it and guess what."

"What?"

"Is it a genius?"

"Why haven't we heard of it?"

"He... eh, just everything..." The delivery boy dragged the tone for a long time, and when everyone reached the peak of interest, the delivery boy's tone changed rapidly: "No!"

Everyone: "..."

Are you serious?

Give so many props to someone who knows nothing?

Which prodigal? !

No no no...

Maybe this big guy is low-key, doesn't want to reveal his identity, and specifically asks an ordinary person to receive the goods?

Ok!

That's right.

It must be so.

How can the gangsters be comparable to those of them.

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On the other side, Chuzheng finished his order and held the carved railing motionless.

The **** can switch between Renminbi and Mingbi seamlessly. How can she not spend any money?

Now this society, unlike ancient times, there is no way to avoid it.

God will kill me!

[Miss sister, you can do whatever you want with money! 】The Kingship instilled some ideas into Chuzheng.

I can do whatever I want, why do I need to do so.

[Miss sister, think about it, is it easier to spend money than fighting? 】

Chuzheng thought about his own experience of racing against the clock, and shook his head indifferently, not feeling it.

[...] Being capable is great! Where did Miss Sister's invincible mode come from! !

"Little beauty...little beauty..."

Chu Zheng immediately let go of the railing.

Xia Han appeared, just when he saw Chu Zheng's retracting posture, he was slightly puzzled, what is the little beauty doing?

Chu Zheng calmly stood up while leaning on the railing: "What's the matter?"

"Uncle Master said Yao Wei was pregnant with a ghost." Xia Han said: "But he also said that the house is very clean and there is nothing else except the ghost."

Xia Han went upstairs: "I didn't see anything else."

When Xia Han ran, her hair was lifted by the wind.

"Little beauty, you..."

Xia Han's head got cold, Chu Zheng pressed down the strands of hair, and she rubbed it for a long time.

Under Xia Han's puzzled and complicated gaze, he calmly said: "It's up."

Xia Han: "..."

You linger for so long, can you not lift up?

Xia Han pulled down her hair: "Little Beauty, have you seen anything else?"

"No."

"Then where did her ghost baby come from?" Xia Han whispered.

Yao Wei said that she had felt strange since a few months ago.

But the ghost fetus only recently.

and also……

Xia Han suddenly aimed at Chuzheng, and some strange thoughts flashed in his mind.

Wouldn't it be very cold when people have intimate contact with ghosts? Can people withstand such temperatures?

"What are you thinking?"

"If Yao Wei is really with ghosts, how can she be unconscious?"

"Which what?"

"Just the man and woman..." Xia Han reacted, looking at Chu Zheng, his cheeks burned suddenly, and he whispered, "It's nothing."

Wangzhe was very worried that Chuzheng would say the word mating, but she said nothing and floated downstairs.

Going downstairs, Chuzheng took out his phone, opened a certain software, and entered a few words.

The page jumps to some screens.

Chu Zheng slid down coldly.

Isn't it just that human mating continues the bloodline history, what can be hidden?

Chu Zheng looked back at Xia Han. Xia Han was uncomfortable with Chu Zheng's eyes. He touched his hair and the corner of his clothes.

[...] Still haven't escaped.

Chu Zheng turned his head and continued to flip.

Why is this posture a bit difficult?

Chuzheng looked at the stick figure villain, except for having a baby, useless physical contact.

bored.

She shook her head and turned off the phone.