In the end, Zhang Liang left crying.

Ma Fei, this bastard, took a thirty-three, nine, and forty-seven, plus the money for driving, tea, consecration, magic money, corpse cleaning, burning, fuel money... plus the loss of fighting, he gave him a twelve discount.

There were a total of 13.5 million silver coins.

Zhang Liang knew that this guy would speak loudly, but he didn't expect his mouth to grow so big.

The previous three were nine times more than four million and five million, but this was a little tripled.

And what the hell is this 12% off?

Before Zhang Liang could bargain, Ma Fei waved his hand and said, "There is only success but no failure in Room No. 7. Only discounts and no bargaining. Those who can spend 4.5 million quarantines don't care about spending 4.5 million or more, and those who spend 4.5 million or more, and those who spend 4.5 million or more, will not care about spending 4.5 million or more!"

After saying that, he made a final decision: "I made such a happy decision. I will hold my words and then I will get a fracture to you."

So Zhang Liang went home to talk with a price of 13.5 million.

...

In midsummer, the flames are burning, and the huge Lin'an City is a bit more anxious and bored in the lively atmosphere.

The merchant's bargaining voice became significantly louder and more irritable.

But this does not include the No. 7 Burning Corps.

After the Liang family mobilized the troops to fight the No. 7 Burning Corpsroom and then retreated in shame, the No. 7 Burning Corpsroom was "recognized" by the rules.

And it is a recognition of "advanced" rules.

Rules are extremely xenophobic, and people outside the rules will inevitably be exploited by the rules.

People within the rules can lie down and enjoy the convenience of the rules.

The obvious change is that no one dared to cause trouble in the No. 7 Burning Corpsroom again, and the people who came to the door were all polite, even if the other party was wearing brocade clothes and glorious clothes, even if the other party was rushing and rushing.

The lame middle-aged man disappeared, and the malicious official officers and gangsters even felt frightened when they approached.

The No. 7 Burning Corps Room is becoming a mysterious place circulating among the people. You speak carefully and have a very good temper.

Many people came with gifts, turned around and left without any request, just trying to get familiar with each other.

Among them are even rich families and officials from the court.

A No.7 Burning Corpsroom, which was safe and sound after being slapped by the Liang family, was too imaginative.

But these have nothing to do with Qin He.

Ma Fei blocked all the "troubles" for him, only collecting money and not doing anything unless a body is delivered to the door.

You love to send it, but if Ma Ye hesitates for a moment, he will be disrespectful to the money.

If you give away fewer gifts, Ma Ye can still curse the streets at the door.

As for Qinhe, if there are corpses burning corpses, and if there are no corpses, listen to music, if anyone is unhappy, just use the immortal Banban technique.

Qin He also wanted to be low-key, but his strength did not allow it.

So, I won’t be low-key.

Anyway, I threw a slap in the palace, but the old emperor did not jump out.

I guess I was in seclusion and closed myself into a pile of dead bones.

Since this is the case, there is no need to be so careful.

After all, the safety level has increased to 99%, which is also possible to be a little high-profile.

Qin He walked on the street, sat down and rode Lamborgki, with a little marten lying on his shoulder, leisurely and leisurely.

People coming towards them all moved aside. If they were accompanied by a few ounces, they would not be able to whisper.

Their focus is not Qin He or the big black bull sitting down.

But the little marten on Qin He's shoulder.

At this moment, the little marten, who was snow-white all over, was lying on Qin He's shoulder without any hair, exuding a pressing breath.

It's the Wheel Sea Realm!

This is a demon!

And it is a monster of high level.

The spiritual roots are transparent, the body is slender, dust-free, and the whole body is full of spiritual charm, especially the dark red beast eyes, which are like gems.

In Nanzhanbu Continent, the relationship between shemale and monsters is not harmonious. In Lin'an City, ordinary people either kill monsters in groups or put them in beast cages.

People who dare to put their big looks on their shoulders and raise animals with such high levels and strong strength are not ordinary people.
Chapter completed!