Wang Ling rarely took the initiative to make friends. True Lord Throwing Thunder should be considered one of the few friends Wang Ling made until he was sixteen years old.
There is Wang Ling's subjective favorable impression of True Lord Throwing Thunder. For example, this true king has a strong sense of justice all the year round, and he yells to drive away evil spirits whenever he disagrees, and he comes to the door with a knife to find trouble. Secondly, Wang Ling feels that there is something mysterious in this friendship. Things... For example, the immortal fate that cultivators often talk about.
Wang Ling once calculated the immortal destiny between himself and True Lord Throwing Thunder, and the compatibility of the immortal destiny was as high as 70%! This was one of the main reasons why Wang Ling recognized True Lord Throwing Thunder.
However, even though the compatibility of immortality was as high as 70%, Wang Ling still could not escape the fate of being cheated by True Lord Throwing Thunder.
As the saying goes, good friends are for cheating, and good brothers are for selling... Wang Ling felt that this was not true at all.
Ever since Wang Ling was tricked into becoming the Taoist advisor to Old Man Li and his gang by the Throwing Thunder Lord three years ago, his contact with the Throwing Thunder Lord has become less frequent. Unexpectedly, this time because of the Stone Ghost Face, Wang Ling would have some kind of connection with True Lord Throwing Thunder.
Wang Ling felt that this was the impediment of the legendary fairy fate...
Or, it can also be said that evil fate is causing trouble...
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After agreeing on a time with Lord Throwing Thunder, the doorbell of the Wang family villa rang at an inappropriate time.
Wang Ling used his spiritual sense to sense it and immediately knew that the two men in sunglasses and suits from Shanshui Manor were here again...
And, this time, the "sincerity" brought by the man in the suit is no longer the narrow suitcase, but a huge trolley suitcase that can hold an adult...
The two men in suits consciously put on their shoe covers at the door, and then bowed deeply to Father Wang who came to open the door: "Hello, Mr. Wang!"
Father Wang, on the other hand, was deeply shocked by the trolley suitcase in front of him: "..."
After Father Wang's preliminary visual inspection, if this trolley case contained all cash, it would have to be at least 30 million!
"After the friendly negotiation with Mr. Wang last time, the owner of the village gave us a hard lesson after we returned. So this time, we negotiated with Mr. Wang again with more sincerity than last time. "The two men in suits showed professional smiles, which seemed to be a little superficial. Father Wang couldn't help but tremble when he saw them.
At the same time, Dad Wang also noticed a problem, that is, this time the two men in suits came with swords. It was hung around the waist, flickering, making Father Wang a little concerned.
Father Wang glanced in the direction of Wang Ling's bedroom. At this time, the telepathy between father and son was tacit. He knew very well that Wang Ling must have noticed it. He didn't worry about what these two men in suits with swords would do to him.
"Mr. Wang, can we go in and talk?"
"Well... come in." Father Wang made an invitation.
After the last visit, the two men in suits were already familiar with the layout of the Wang family's small villa. They dragged the suitcase to the sofa in the living room, put away the trolley of the suitcase, and then flattened the suitcase...
Seeing that the box was about to be opened, Father Wang quickly winked at Mother Wang and pulled the old man who was watching TV upstairs. Elderly people love to dwell on their thoughts. Seeing such a wad of cash, even Father Wang himself can't help but get restless... So Father Wang is very worried that the old man's Alzheimer's disease has not been cured and has triggered a heart disease.
The two men in suits were also very knowledgeable. They opened the box after Wang Ma helped the old man upstairs.
When the box was opened, the bundles of 10,000 yuan in cash spilled out and splattered all over the floor.
When Father Wang saw the stacks of bright red cash inside, his eyes couldn't help but jump. To be honest, this is the first time that Father Wang has had such a direct experience with so much money, except for seeing it in Zhao Dehan's private villa in the TV series.
"Here it is, 40 million." The man in the suit looked at Dad Wang: "Mr. Wang, how do you think we are sincere this time?"
Father Wang pursed his lips, but actually he felt a little moved in his heart. Anyway, to Father Wang, it is just a broken mask, and if it is sold, it will be sold. However, Father Wang also knew very well that the reason why Wang Ling guarded the mask and did not sell it must have his own concerns.
That's something even his own son, Wang Ling, is worried about...
Father Wang leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and sprayed the smoke directly on the pile of money: "This mask belongs to my son, and my son has rested." No more. I can’t make the decision.”
The two men in suits understood.
Father Wang's intention was already obvious, even though he used Wang Ling as a shield and politely refused. But what is revealed between the lines is three words: I don’t want to sell!
The two men in suits clenched their fists. One of the tall men in suits suddenly put his hands on the coffee table and looked directly at Dad Wang: "Mr. Wang, I hope you will think about it carefully. After all, you are just In an ordinary family, your wife is just a housewife with no income from work. Your father has Alzheimer's disease, and it is difficult to guarantee his subsequent life. In addition, there is your son who is only in the foundation stage... And you, even if you are a popular Internet writers, maybe they won’t be able to earn so much money even if they work for half a lifetime, right?”
The man in suit's words were full of threats.
Wang Ling stood in the bedroom and heard every word clearly.
With the background of a giant group like Shanshui Manor that is not weaker than the Huaguo Water Curtain Group, it is definitely not difficult to investigate the Wang family's family background. As for this, the Wang family and his son have been mentally prepared for a long time.
Father Wang pushed up his black-rimmed glasses: "Can I understand that this is coercion?"
"This stone ghost face is a must-have for our owner, so I hope Mr. Wang can be as beautiful as an adult. I believe that no one except our Shanshui Manor can afford such a high price." The tall man in a suit replied.
Immediately afterwards, the man smiled and grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist: "Of course, if Mr. Wang persists, we don't mind using other methods..."
The moment the man in the suit grasped the hilt of the sword, Father Wang could already feel a surge of spiritual pressure pressing on his shoulders. But soon, this sense of oppression disappeared, because almost the moment the man in the suit released his spiritual pressure, Wang Ling in the bedroom also dispersed an aura and attached to Father Wang...
Then, a scene that made the two men in suits sweat profusely happened!
He was clearly just an ordinary middle-aged man in the Qi training period, but what the two men in suits didn't expect was that this man's aura was actually rising, and an overwhelming spiritual pressure suddenly came back, like a building collapsing. Pressing down on the man in the suit.
Oh, shit!
Then, the two men felt their knees bending uncontrollably, and they couldn't even stand straight...
… this! How can this be!
According to the data investigated by the group, this Wang Jiao’s strength is only limited to practicing Qi! How could it be possible to instantly suppress the two late-stage Golden Cores? Damn it! Liar! ... This guy is definitely a Nascent Soul stage boss!
The two men in suits felt an unprecedented sense of oppression from Father Wang!
Father Wang's gaze shot straight out from his black-framed glasses, like a pair of death-piercing demonic eyes, which made the two of them weaken their legs. Little by little, they fell to the ground, and even the black sunglasses shattered. …
Ten seconds later, the tall man in a suit struggled to speak: "...Brother, I was wrong! If you keep staring at me, I'm going to pee!"
On the other side, a shorter man in a suit was about to cry: "Fuck! What should I do if I already peed!?"
Dad Wang: “…”
Wang Ling: "..."
(End of chapter)