The Plough

Chapter 173

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The person who came in was actually the gray-haired man who had just hosted the wedding banquet.

Although the black clothes and the mask are neat and tidy, his impression is too deep. As soon as he saw him, Ling Shu couldn't help but think of his elongated face during the marriage, and staring at people with beast-like eyes, as if he was very hungry. Waiting for you to die at any time and rush to take a bite, he remembered in a trance that he had just woken up, and when his consciousness was blurred, he seemed to have seen such a pair of eyes.

The sound that vibrated back and forth in the ear seemed to have the magic power. Although he was not controlled in the end, it was inevitable that it would still leave a shadow and create a very uncomfortable feeling.

Ling Shu felt that if he didn't wear a hood now, his expression would show clues.

Looking at Yang Chunhe again, his body had already begun to tremble slightly, as if he couldn't hold it any longer than Ling Shu, he hurriedly stretched out his hand against the opponent's back, Yang Chunhe was shocked, and seemed to be a little awake.

The other party showed a flattering smile that was completely different from before, facing Yue Dingtang.

"Mr. Yue, on the order of the divine envoy, I am here to tell you that tonight, the divine envoy will set up a banquet for you, and please prepare your preparations. In about an hour, someone will come to pick you up."

Yue Dingtang was a little surprised: "So fast?"

He also thought that it would take three or five days to see the so-called president of the Qinglong Association.

The gray-haired hurriedly said: "You are a distinguished guest, and the envoy will take time out of your busy schedule, so you won't have to wait for a long time! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you have anything to say, you can think about it first, and then the time will come. Tell the Lord God Envoy together, otherwise, after tonight, it may take a long time to see the old man."

Yue Dingtang smiled and said, "If I join Qinglong Villa and become your own person, wouldn't I be able to see the divine envoy from time to time?"

But he said with gray hair, "That's not the case. The gods make a lot of things every day. They won't meet people easily, and they won't meet new people so quickly. Mr. Yue is one of the exceptions. As far as I know, there are so many people who have joined the club, and you are the only one. Just one."

Yue Dingtang: "It's an honor to say so."

The exceptions among the exceptions are all nonsense. To put it bluntly, Yue Dingtang can make a lot of money for Qinglong in the shortest time. He will make a greater contribution to the Qinglong Association.

No matter how many gods and gods there are, it is not as real as money. Even if Yue Dingtang can dance the big gods well now, he will still call ghosts and ghosts. It is estimated that the temptation to make money is not as great as the temptation to make money. In the end, it was still a gang. This divine envoy was the leader of the gang packaged by a ghost, and he was no different from Lu Tongcang or even Jiang He. If there is, he is more unscrupulous than Jiang He, more cruel and curious, breaking through the lower limit of human cognition - hypnotizing and controlling the minds of the participants, and making people eat corpses at the marriage and blood feast. Also unheard of.

The gray hair didn't take him for sarcasm, on the contrary, he agreed.

"That's true, the divine enchantment is very powerful, and there are very few people who can enter the eyes of the old man. It can be seen that Mr. Yue is an outstanding person. If it is convenient, if it is convenient, I can say a word or two for me in front of the adults. I am also satisfied. "

Yue Dingtang smiled and said: "Mr. He, with your ability, you will come out sooner or later, so why should I say good things, but if you are willing, I can show you some bright ways, and everyone can make money together."

With a happy expression on his gray-haired face, he rubbed his fingers: "Then I would like to thank Mr. Yue first. There are indeed more places where money is needed recently..."

Yue Ding Tang beckoned to him, his gray hair leaned over, and he saw Yue Ding Tang took out a note and wrote a set of numbers.

"This is a bank account I have at HSBC, and there is a small amount of money in it. It was originally intended to be used to buy a house after getting married, but now I feel like I'm going with your club, so I won't worry about not having a house in the future. I hit it off with Mr. He. , if you bring it up, it will be regarded as a little care for you and the Azure Dragon Society."

The gray hair was itchy and hesitant: "This, it's not good, how can I get my hands on the membership fee you donated?"

Yue Dingtang: "I'm here, I don't know my life well, the first person I met was Mr. He, you treat me kindly, I can't say anything else about me, whoever treats me well, I will always repay, that account There should be about 10,000 US dollars in it, you can donate 8,000 to the meeting on my behalf, I will tell the Lord Envoy."

The implication is that the other two thousand are the benefits for gray hair.

The other party was really happy, and he took the note paper no longer politely, and his attitude towards Yue Dingtang was naturally more affectionate.

"Then the old brother is welcome. By the way, I will remind you that God Envoy is a little suspicious. You may ask you several times for many things. You must remember to be loyal and don't talk nonsense, otherwise you may get into trouble."

Yue Ding Tang Xin understood: "I understand, thank you Brother He."

The two quickly established a deep friendship because of that bank account. The gray hair took a note, and the smile on their face turned into a flower, but it made people goosebumps even more.

"Then I won't bother you anymore, you hurry up and prepare, it's not me who will pick you up later."

After instructing Yue Dingtang, he got up and prepared to leave, and when he walked to the door, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Yue Dingtang: "What's wrong with my brother?"

The gray hair turned around abruptly, walked straight to Ling Shu and the two, stood in front of Yang Chunhe, and stared at her with a pair of eagle eyes, like a beast eager to eat people.

Under such staring eyes, it is difficult for anyone to keep calm. Although Yang Chunhe is brave, she is only a young female student after all. This trip to Qinglong Villa has allowed her to see the darkest side of human nature.

Seeing that she couldn't hold on to revealing the stuffing immediately, something fell out of Ling Shu's cuff and immediately made the gray hair avert his attention.

He looked down and saw an extra finger on the ground.

A tail finger that should have been on a living person, because the time has passed, the surface of the skin has begun to rot.

"Where did it come from?" The gray hair narrowed his eyes and picked up his fingers.

"He Guanshi forgive me, this was thrown on the ground at the wedding banquet just now, and my subordinate picked it up. I wanted to return it, but my subordinate was so grown up that he never touched a woman's hand.

Ling Shu knelt on the ground and deliberately said these words in a drooling disgusting tone.

In fact, the reason why he kept this finger is because there is a white mark on the fingernail, which cannot be recognized by others, but if Mrs. Feng sees it, she will definitely know if it is from Miss Feng San.

The situation is very different now, and it can only be used to relieve Yang Chunhe.

Yue Ding Tang Zheng wanted to talk to divert the attention of the gray hair, but he didn't think that the gray hair not only didn't blame Ling Shu, but admired his behavior very much, and laughed a few times.

"If you want to touch women, I have a lot of them, not only hands, but also heads and bodies, look back at your qualifications, if you can get into my eyes-"

He put his hand on Ling Shu's head and slowly stroked through the hood.

Ling Shu was horrified and did not dare to move.

Yue Dingtang almost couldn't help but want to go forward and grab that hand and chop it off, but he could only endure it because of the overall situation.

He knew that the gray hair was not for the purpose of teasing Ling Shu, but for the purpose of hearing more horribly.

Because the other party touched Ling Shu's appearance, it was like seeing through the mask and flesh to see whether Ling Shu's bones were perfect and suitable for collection.

"It won't matter how many women's fingers you want in the future."

After the gray hair finished speaking, he retracted his hand in satisfaction, put the severed finger back in Ling Shu's palm, got up and left.

The door closed, Yang Chunhe breathed out, and fell to the ground completely.

"What kind of devil is this!"