blogombal Chapter 425 A good show
Chapter 425 A good show
Chapter 425 A good show
"If reasoning is useful, what's the use of courts?"
The two looked at each other, and Elder Song suddenly clapped his hands and smiled: "I understand, you plan to sue those bastards from the blacksmith guild."
"Go away." Wang Yuchuan took a sip of tea slowly, and gently put the teacup on the tea tray: "It takes a hard stick to beat a dog. If you don't hurt this family, I don't think they will have a long memory. .”
After that, he changed his voice, and glanced at Elder Song meaningfully: "I have a chance to make a fortune here, are you interested?"
Song Laoyi was happy when he heard this. He raised his finger and pointed at Wang Yuchuan, and then pointed at himself: "You said that now that we are at our level, can money still buy what we need?
Wang Yuchuan got up and filled his cup with tea: "I just have nothing to do to earn some pocket money, and have some fun."
"How much can you earn?" Wang Yuchuan became interested.
"Less talk can make hundreds of millions."
Wang Yuchuan's tone was understated, with such boldness, it seemed that hundreds of millions of funds were just drizzle to him.
Elder Song couldn't help casting a surprised look at him.
In a daze, he seemed to see the ragged country boy sitting in front of him again.
Unexpectedly, in just a few months, Wang Yuchuan has already grown into a big shot.
"You're a big kid, what's your plan?" Elder Song became interested.
"Plan to make a bet, I'll be the banker, you bet, and we'll make him a lot of money."
"You're not authentic, boy." Elder Song smacked his lips: "You want to kill their people, but you also want to earn money from their pockets. You're taking the blacksmith guild for a fool."
"Can't you?" Wang Yuchuan asked back.
"High, really high." Mr. Song gave a thumbs up.
"Play?"
"Count me in."
Wang Yuchuan raised his glass to each other with tea instead of wine.Elder Song also picked up the teacup, the two of them clinked the cups, raised their heads and drank the tea soup in one gulp.
"Before you leave, play a play with me." Wang Yuchuan said in a deep voice while putting down the teacup.
"Is there a script?"
"It's good to play on the spot." Wang Yuchuan said unhurriedly.
At this moment, the group of wind chimes hanging on the door jingled.
Wang Yuchuan turned his head to look, and was surprised to find a man who looked exactly like him standing at the door. The two stared at each other. After a long time, he cast an inquiring look at Elder Song.
Elder Song put his hand on his forehead helplessly: "Here, she is the sister-in-law I just mentioned to you."
What the hell?
Wang Yuchuan was astonished.
"She has recently become obsessed with role-playing, and she plays very well." After a pause, Elder Song added: "She opened a factory in your name, opened an Internet cafe, and built a video game city, A few days ago, she told me that she still wanted to take out the food delivery platform in Linqing County."
"It's terrible, your sister-in-law is still an entrepreneur." Wang Yuchuan was a little helpless: "But why does she have to act like me to do these things?"
"Of course it's because this has a higher success rate." Song Anqi returned to her original appearance and walked up to him with light steps.
Wang Yuchuan looked at the young girl in front of him, and he was dumbfounded again. In his imagination, Mrs. Song's sister-in-law should be a hardcore old lady who got five kills late at night, and every silver-white hair exudes wisdom. shine.
However, the reality is that Elder Song's sister-in-law is a cute girl with wheat-colored skin, hair dyed in strands of peach red, and large tattoos on her arms. She exudes a wild and primitive atmosphere.
It's hard to believe that Mr. Song, a bad old man, actually calls this cute girl sister-in-law.
It's too bad for them to stand together.
"Can the appearance of a cultivator be guessed with common sense?" Elder Song saw the question in his eyes and explained impatiently.
"We met before, you forgot?" Song Anqi reminded him: "At the foot of Mount Hua."
Wang Yuchuan has no memory of this anymore. He has experienced too many bad things in the recent period, and he has no free time in his mind.
Song Anqi lifted her hair and held her chin, looking depressed, "Am I so featureless?"
This is a proposition, a proper proposition.
Song Lao hurriedly gave him winks, Wang Yuchuan looked puzzled, obviously he still didn't understand Song Lao's meaning.
Song Anqi kicked him angrily, "Hey, why are you so rude? Let me talk to you."
"That, because your question is not very easy to answer..."
Song Anqi immediately raised her hand and gave him a middle finger, and then she sat cross-legged on the sofa and played a mobile game.
Song Laochong waved to him, and the two of them understood and walked to the door of the shop.
The wind was rustling, and Elder Song handed him a cigarette with an extremely solemn expression.
"The world is changing so fast that I feel like I can't fit into the society today. If a cultivator wants to fly with a sword, he needs at least ten years of practice. If he wants to be invulnerable, he doesn't know how I have been through so many hardships, I have been looking at the military sector recently, and now the most advanced fighter jets in the world can easily reach Mach [-], this speed is my limit."
"What are you worried about?" Wang Yuchuan interrupted him.
"change."
"Huh?" Wang Yuchuan cast a puzzled look at him.
"In fact, I have had this idea for a long time." Elder Song forced a smile: "We immortal cultivators have slowly been unable to keep up with this era. The Orleans Venus Biological Laboratory released a paper some time ago, saying It is human beings who have finally cracked the code of life. In the future, human life is expected to be extended by 300 years. I read that paper, which is very interesting. I will not repeat the achievements of human beings in other fields. If the gap between immortal cultivators continues to develop at this rate, in the future, I am afraid that there will no longer be room for us immortal cultivators in this society."
"Are you too pessimistic?" Wang Yuchuan didn't take Song Lao's worries seriously at all, in his opinion.
The kind of future Song Lao envisioned is simply impossible to exist. After all, immortal cultivators stand at the top of evolution, how can ordinary people compare with immortal cultivators.
"Just treat it like I'm complaining casually." Elder Song forced a smile on his face: "How do you say that word? Worrying, I'm that sad ignorant."
Wang Yuchuan lit the cigarette in his hand, and exhaled a long puff of smoke.
The two stood side by side and remained silent for a long time. What if the future Song Lao described would really come?
A world where immortal cultivators were driven to extinction by ordinary people, he felt shuddering when he thought about it.
Blacksmith Guild... He frowned. It was only at this moment that he realized that there was a hint of the future that worried Mr. Song.
The future that makes countless immortals fear.
Wang Yuchuan secretly clenched his fists.
(End of this chapter)