My Wife Has A Lot Of Money!

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Nine

The answer to Qin Feng was still the old man's head hitting again and again.

Red blood dripped slowly from the top of his forehead, directly submerged in his eyes.

Even so, Lao Zhang still didn't stop, and now he was thinking of revenge.

Even if it is clear that he is now over half a hundred years old, even if it is too late to start from scratch.

But Lao Zhang understands that only by trying anything can you find a silver lining.

If the choice is to give up and stop, then there is no chance of success.

He can't be an ungrateful tortoise.

I will never forget who gave him hope when his life was desperate and painful.

He must help Ouyang Qiankun to get justice.

"Uncle Zhang, get up quickly."

Ouyang Mingyue couldn't stand it anymore, and hurried to Lao Zhang's side, trying to help him from the ground.

But the latter's attitude was extraordinarily determined, indifferent no matter how she advised.

Ouyang Mingyue's tears fell, and her voice was crying.

The graceful and thin body is constantly trembling, and the beautiful face is full of grief.

"I beg you, Uncle Zhang stand up from the ground."

No matter what Ouyang Mingyue said now, Lao Zhang remained indifferent, and continued to kowtow as before, with an extraordinary attitude.

"How do you use bitterness in front of me?"

Qin Feng's voice was still indifferent. He didn't waver at all. He had already made his attitude obvious enough before, but Lao Zhang just didn't believe it.

It's useless in front of him, it seems so low-level, and Lao Zhang is already over half a hundred years old, why is he still so naive and naive?

He must know the most basic trade-offs between the pros and cons. Even if Qin Feng really taught him martial arts practice, what could he do?

Could it be that... he can succeed, and then kill the day to avenge Ouyang Qiankun?

It's just nonsense.

"I think the old man will forget it."

In the underground world during the day, he can be called the king and the horror of the methods. The power is jaw-dropping. He also ranks third in the Jiangbei master list. How could he beat the latter?

No matter what the people around him say, the old man is still the same as before. His movements are mechanical and numb, but he is extraordinarily orderly, and his voice is quite rhythmic.

Hits again and again, causing red blood to flow from the wound on his forehead, dyeing the clothes on his chest into a striking color.

"I hate others doing this."

After saying a word, Qin Feng turned around and closed the door. There was a loud noise, which did not reverberate in the villa.

"Please, Mr. Qin Feng!"

Lao Zhang kowtowed and said, "Apart from you, I don't know who else can help me."

Ouyang Mingyue, who has been with Lao Zhang for many years, is very clear about the existence of the latter. Since he is determined, he will definitely not give up halfway.

Since Lao Zhang couldn't impress Qin Feng alone, Ouyang Mingyue was also willing to join his camp.

Both knelt down.

Jiang He stood on the edge and saw this scene, somewhat helpless. He wanted to advise, but in the end he closed his mouth.

...

The rain outside was heavy, and the dark clouds above my head gathered together, surging like the ocean.

Miyamoto Sky sat on a chair, put his hands on his chest, his icy eyes passed through the thick clouds and landed on the sea not far in front.

In about a day's time, they will soon arrive in the Dragon Kingdom.

After meticulously designing a plan for more than half a year, it is about to unfold. Miyamoto Sky didn't know why he was not a little excited, but added a bit of heaviness.

He couldn't say it himself, why did he have this kind of emotion?

On the surface, Miyamoto Sky seems to be the most famous doctor in the entire Dragon Kingdom. Since his debut, he can easily treat any intractable diseases and has won the world's highest medical award twice.

However, Miyamoto Sky has another little-known identity, and he is most proud of this identity that few people know.

A master of martial arts.

The current Miyamoto Sky can defeat hundreds of top masters on his own, and he is also one of the top twenty in the ghost country master list.

It is necessary to know that the number of people in the entire ghost country is not a minority.

This time his purpose of going to the Dragon Kingdom is not simply a game, there are more important things to do, but he can't disclose anything to the outside world.

He put his hands behind his back, and it didn't take long for him to come to the deck of the ship. Although there was heavy rain in the sky, his body was still not wet.

When the torrential rain was about to hit him, it evaporated directly, and the white mist continued to fill the air, and then quickly dissipated in the rain.

He looked at the endless turbulent ocean with a calm and calm expression. At this moment, a black-clothed man slowly came behind him, clasping his fists with his hands in a humble manner.

"I have seen the boss."

Miyamoto Sky asked, "How about what I asked you to prepare?"

"Boss, don't worry, everything is ready."

"good."

He gently nodded in front of Miyamoto Sky's face and said, "Have you inquired clearly before? Is there really no threat to our existence in Jiangbei Province?"

"Are you suspecting that I'm lying?"

A simple sentence caused the latter's body to slightly shake, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes, and he could feel the dissatisfaction in Miyamoto's words.

No one in the entire ghost country dared to question Miyamoto Sky, his strength is absolutely unparalleled.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that."

He quickly shook his head in front of Miyamoto Sky, and the cold sweat on his forehead was dripping slowly.

"I'm so sorry, if it is what I just said that makes people feel unsatisfied, I hope you don't mind."

He sighed faintly and said: "Forget it, the matter is over, I won't care about you."

"Thank you, boss."

...

That night Qin Feng didn't get much rest. Whenever he closed his eyes, he could clearly hear the voice coming from outside, and he kept answering in his ear.

Even if it was dark around, with no fingers in sight, and a door barrier, I don't know why Qin Feng still seemed to be able to see him kowtow to himself in the darkness.

This made him feel more or less dissatisfied, and Qin Feng couldn't help it in the end, he suddenly lifted the quilt, and then opened the door.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Seeing that the old man was still kowtow methodically in front of him, and did not directly answer what he had just said, Qin Fengqi did not fight.

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