Looking at the warehouse that was half missing, Zhang Shiyi didn't feel distressed at all.
To Zhang Shiyi, these things are just worthless bamboo blanks and pieces of paper. It only takes a while to fill up the warehouse again quickly, but for the underworld, they are all good things.
Nowadays, the underworld is being inflated by unscrupulous merchants in the underworld, who often sell underworld paper with a face value of hundreds to tens of billions.
Only these practical items are real hard currency. For example, that stupid car is something that not everyone can own in the underworld.
Of course, this thing is not cheap in the real world.
This paper-made car alone costs 5,888 yuan, which is higher than Zhang Shiyi’s monthly salary when he was working as a security guard.
It's no wonder that when Black and White Wuchang walked away, the corners of his mouth almost reached the base of his ears.
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"What!
Is my daughter's death really related to that Wang Yunan? ! "
Han Guang, who was sitting in the office, was furious.
"That's right, my Soul Confinement Technique has completely explored the memory of Wang Yunan. There was indeed a conflict between the two before the lady's accident.
And those bodyguards were called to the school by the young lady in order to teach her a lesson, but the scene afterwards was very strange. Wasn't this fat girl dead? "
The great monk Suikong sat opposite Han Guang and his face was full of doubts.
"Master, you mean...resurrection from the dead?"
"Chairman, I can't say for sure, but I am certain that this Erya is probably alive again!"
"Master, if all this is true, will my daughter be able to live again?"
Although Han Guangren was not a good person, he really loved his daughter. After hearing the news that he could come back from the dead, he was so excited that he trembled all over.
"Theoretically it's possible, but..."
"Master! No matter how much it costs, I am willing to do so. Please be kind to me, Master!"
Before Yi Kong could finish speaking, Han Guang rushed over and reached out to grab the great monk's arm, his eyes filled with anticipation.
This completely stumped the great monk.
Resurrection is not a profound spell, but it does require conditions.
If part of his soul was lost, he asked himself whether he could still do it. As for soul calling, even a rural goddess could do it. After all, he was also a great monk who practiced in a formal system.
But Han Bingbing's body was burned to ashes. Even if Han Bingbing's soul could be found, there would be no physical body to use.
Seizing a body is not something that can be done casually as written in novels.
unless.......
I found a body that had just died and whose soul had not left the body for more than three hours!
"Master, if Wang Yunan regrets killing Han Bingbing and accepts me as her godfather to fulfill her filial piety for my daughter, is that reasonable?"
A trace of murderous intent flashed in Han Guang's eyes, and he felt so confused that his back felt cold.
"Amitabha, Chairman, I want to go back to the temple. I think there is something weird around Wang Yunan protecting her. I need to ask my senior brother to come out to make sure everything is safe!"
He chants the Buddha's name but commits murder. This great monk is indeed not a good person!
"Then there's Master Lao!"
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"Sister Hong, that great monk dares to be rude to you, old dog, go bite him to death!"
In Villa No. 6, Lao Wang shouted angrily.
"Okay, Lao Wang.
It's fun to see the great monk being stupid, so just leave it alone.
Besides, he was going to be finished soon. "
"Ah? Then I'll bite that Han Guang to death!"
Lao Wang was still furious.
"He is also Mr. Han's family after all. Forget it, let's just give Mr. Han some face. Besides, he will be finished soon."
Sister Hong, who was lying lazily on the soft sofa, seemed to have thought of something interesting, with a happy smile on her face.
"But!"
"Okay, Lao Wang, let me be quiet for a while, and you can go out and play by yourself~"
The helpless Lao Wang could only roll on the ground, turned into an old yellow-haired dog, and got out. After a while, the pitiful whines of other dogs could be heard outside.
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"Okay, Lao Zhao, everything is settled. Now I want you to stay by Erya's side. If someone wants to take Erya with him, don't rush to take action. Remember, you must root out the grass!"
"Thank you boss!"
Even in careful plans, there are always loopholes.
Zhang Shiyi was still too young, and he never thought that people's hearts could be so sinister.
...
"Hehe, Boss Zhang, sir, you have a lot to say. Don't take it to heart about the little misunderstanding we had before. Just treat us as nothings. Just relax your butt and let us go~"
Qian Mi came to the paper shop with a suitcase full of cash.
Licking his face, he followed Zhang Shiyi like a pug and kept bowing and apologizing.
"Okay, everything is ready. Boss Qian, do you want to check the account?"
Zhang Shiyi ignored him at all and filled a cart full of various paper bundles in exchange for the one million.
"Don't dare, don't dare. If you say enough is enough, then it must be enough. More is better than less, haha~"
At this moment, Qian Mi doesn't care what others say, he can only be a man if he can bend and stretch.
"Okay, okay, there is no misunderstanding between us. You should go back quickly and don't delay Chairman Han's affairs."
"Haha, thank you Boss Zhang for having a lot of it. If you have any use for me in the future, just ask, I am obligated to do so.
I still wish Boss Zhang a prosperous business! "
"I wish Mr. Zhang good health and good fortune~~~"
The second son and a group of younger brothers nodded and bowed to Zhang Shiyi, looking more filial than when they met his father.
“Did you see that, I’ll make all my money back, haha~”
After returning to the shop, Zhang Shiyi held a suitcase full of banknotes and showed off to the monsters.
With this money, even if he prepares ten more cars for Black and White Wuchang, he won't even frown.
But he didn't dare to bury this money under Zhang Changliu's tombstone anymore, maybe he would donate it to him again.
"This bad old man is very bad!"
"Haqiu~Who, who scolded me?"
"I thought, scolded and muttered, Master, someone is missing you, probably my junior brother~"
"Well, you bastards are not as conscientious as your junior brother. By the way, your junior brother's eighteenth birthday is in one month. Have you prepared all the things I asked you to prepare? That day is the key!"
