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Chapter 592: A Well-Deserved Disaster

"Wait a moment, young general, Mo City's rules are not a joke!"

As Qin Huali said this, he raised his hand and pointed at the Tengu.

I saw a metal cage shining with black light, rising rapidly from the ground.

Before the Tengu could react, it was firmly trapped in the center.

The secret technique of Mohism's mechanism - draw the ground as a prison!

Hearing the word "joke", the Tengu who originally wanted to resist was immediately filled with fear.

Because it reminds of a "person", to be precise, it reminds of a perfect emperor... Jun Wuxiyan...

Because of these words, Tengu lost half of his body forever.

At the same time, Fan Ju was also frightened.

Joking... Fan Ju couldn't help but feel his face hurt...

What an earth-shattering shot that was!

Gun sand is old enough...

After regaining control of the Tengu, Qin Huali pretended to be serious and said to Chen Daji.

"Little General, if you want to forgive these two thieves, you must follow Mo City's rules: hand over ten times the evil virtue of 'arrows falling like rain'!"

At this point, Qin Huali suddenly stopped.

Because he suddenly thought of what happened when Chen Daji bought the donkey.

If there is another accident and the next generation son that I finally like is beaten to death by Yinde, wouldn't it be a lifelong regret?

So Qin Huali immediately changed his tone.

"I think the young general is destined to our Mo City. I can change the terms."

After finishing speaking, the Mohist Juzi stretched out his hand, and the Tengu and the embroidered shoes immediately shrank many times, levitated and landed at one end of the "human heart scale".

"The young general only needs to devote his own virtue to rebalance the 'people's hearts'!"

"Ai Ma, this is it..." Chen Daji was obviously still frightened by the experience of buying a donkey just now.

Seeing this, he was scared and asked.

"Uncle Qin, do you always think that the strong dog and the worn-out shoes together are worth more, or do you think the three wooden donkeys just now are worth more?!"

Qin Huali was shocked when he heard this and immediately realized that there was great danger in doing so.

"I thought dogs were strong...the ferocious tengu had to pay more virtue..."

"Isn't this nonsense!" Chen Daji spun around in fear.

"One dog is worth three donkeys?! Then if we want to save the dog and be strong, we will definitely die ourselves?!"

Although Chen Daji is not good at using his brain, he has a lot of bad ideas.

Otherwise, it would not top the list of disasters in the Yin and Yang world.

He laughed sarcastically at first, and then said to Qin Huali sheepishly.

"Uncle Qin, we don't like broken shoes by nature, especially when our feet are sweaty and smelly!"

"Can you please take it off the scale..."

The embroidered shoes at this time were like a resentful woman who had been abandoned by a heartless man, crying so heartbreakingly.

"Young general, don't abandon the slave family!"

"I swear: I will be loyal to you from now on and never change my heart!"

At this time, Qin Huali was also curious about Chen Daji's cool moves, and was very much looking forward to what "amazing move" he would do next.

Therefore, regardless of the embroidered shoes' loud pleas, he raised his hand and threw them back into the prison van.

Then he made a "please continue" gesture to Chen Daji.

As expected, Chen Daji "lived up to expectations". He nodded to Qin Huali with a sarcastic smile, then leaned next to the Tengu and whispered softly.

"Dogs are strong, tell Master Ji the truth!"

"No matter how much you are cut off, you can still live strong and not burp!"

The tengu were dumbfounded by the question and answered subconsciously.

"As long as...as long as the head is left, I...my soul will be immortal..."

When Chen Daji heard this, his face suddenly showed ecstasy.

"It's done!"

"If you say so as a dog, Master Ji, I can save your life!"

After finishing speaking, this guy ran to Qin Huali in two or three steps and said in a cowardly manner.

"Uncle Qin, I still have to trouble you."

"Please cut off the dog from the neck down, we don't want it!"

"This makes it much lighter in weight. If you sell it by the pound, it will be much cheaper, right?!"

This poor generation of wealthy Mohists is really confused at this moment.

"this......"

"Is there still such a magical way?!"

"Open your eyes! I have lived for thousands of years in vain!"

At this moment, Chang Baye had already tightly coiled himself into a ball.

The black pot is held on the head, buried deep in the center of the body.

Without it, our Eighth Master just feels that knowing Chen Daji is too embarrassing...

"You little brat is so wicked!"

"How did he come up with such a bad idea!"

The Tengu was confused at first, and then even more confused...

"I'm not a human being, and neither are you Ban Biaozi!"

The rest of the people looked at Chen Daji who "thought he had got it" in unison, and all mouthed off the fragrance.

"Fuck!"
Chapter completed!
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