Chen Qingyu comes from the Black Sea Defense Line. Technically speaking, he is a standard Black. Judging from his strength, he may be the main battle unit of the younger generation. No one can do anything to him. The reason why his crotch is so tight is because of the pain. Outside the line, it is likely to rely on fatal imagination, just like Hu Yale had nothing to do and let him passively imagine a nest of big spiders.
As for the thirty or so gleaming bosses who are not short of money, they will definitely make various offers that he can't refuse. While playing games with others, he sharpened his head and wanted to have a pleasant cat masturbation with Chen Qingyu. trade.
Of course, the monetary amount of all this has been fixed, and it is all dependent on additional conditions. When Sikong saw this, he was very unhappy. He hated dirtier transactions that could not be solved with dirty money.
Sikong, who had just come down from the mountain, walked around for a while and then entered the house. All the bosses were trembling with excitement for a long time.
If this master interfered, they wouldn't even have the courage to resist...well...to be precise, they wouldn't dare to have it.
What's more, the younger brother following Sikong is the harmless young master Ziyu. Who can guarantee whether young master Ziyu will tell his grandfather on a whim that he wants to drink a vat of old dragon-tiger soup again?
These two, one is the God of Wealth and the other has a fighting god and Buddha in his home, so where are you going to start?
After the two entered the house, there was a slight sound of relief.
"Oh my god...it's so scary..."
"Damn it, I thought it was all in vain again."
"Hurry up, hurry up and get it done as soon as the conditions are opened. The two people inside may change their minds and we won't be able to get anything by then."
As soon as Sikong entered the room, he sniffed and said,
"I seem to smell a smell of sulfur... Damn it, Master Warlock, are you here too?"
Warlock, "."
Zhao Ziyu didn't have any surprise expression.
"Hey, Master Warlock, can you lend me your little stone man to play with for a while?"
The warlock hesitated for a long time, and the gray energy lines formed an arrow.
"It should be playing a game of 'I run and you catch' with Si Gou Zi, right outside."
"okay!!"
Lin Chou smiled and said to Sikong,
"Why are you back so soon?"
Sikong curled his lips,
"I just need to inform you. Who wants to stay there? The combined age of this group of people is almost ten centuries. My father will take care of the rest."
Lin Chou expressed envy. In this world, apart from things like washing dishes and serving tea and pouring water, everything else in this world has to be done by the wise boss himself.
Sikong took a peek at the cold Tyrannosaurus lying on the table and whispered,
"What's wrong with this...?"
"I was too tired and fell asleep... Anyway, the evolved person's physical fitness is much better. There is no difference between sleeping standing up and lying down, so I didn't disturb her..."
Sikong didn't have Zhao Ziyu's courage to provoke the Leng Tyrannosaurus without hesitation. As soon as he heard that Leng Han was sleeping, he immediately hid several tables away.
"I heard that this master has to put more than 300 kilograms of controlled knives under his pillow when he sleeps. I'd better stay away to stay safe..."
Lin Chou pinched her chin and looked at Leng Han, then smiled.
"Actually, she's quite nice."
Is Sikong's expression like this? !
Lin Chou coughed and suddenly thought of a question,
"I said Mr. Sikong, your father is the head of the base city, and the military arrangements around you are too crude. Can't you even handle a 'Wandering Demon'? The 'Wandering Demon' came here yesterday and talked about this." Well, one 'Wandering Demon' can take down several 'Wandering Demons', and his group of dogs won't even take them with him."
"Uh... the unit you used is a bit confusing. Can't you call the thing that attacked me an ogre? I always think there's something weird about wandering demons."
Lin Chou had several scripts written over and over in his mind.
"I think it's very harmonious. When I think of the 'Wandering Demon' and think about the 'Wandering Demon', I always feel that it can increase the level of force value. It's quite vivid."
"...wipe"
What this guy means from beginning to end is that he despises the strength of my bodyguards, right? !
Sikong coughed twice.
"There are quotas in the system, and my father can't be too exaggerated. After all, not everyone is like Ziyu's family, uh... you know."
Lin Chou now had a headache just thinking about those crooked people in Zhao Ziyu's family, so she quickly waved her hand.
"Damn it, we were having a good conversation, so don't be mean!"
Last time Uncle Zhao scolded him for so many days in Yanhui Mountain, Mingguang Daily reported it eight times!
Lin Chou still remembers this because the business thieves did well during the days when Uncle Zhao was scolding.
Lin Chou complained,
"No one in Lao Bahui's family is serious from top to bottom! If it weren't for... I would have brought Niu Lanqi's head back and hung it on the eaves as an ornament."
Sikong looked Lin Chou up and down.
"Brother, on the eaves of your house are hams, bacon, bones, sticks, skulls, scalps, and tubes of all kinds of exotic animals. And you plan to put someone's head there? Don't you think you're panicking?"
"When there is revenge, there is grudge. Who thinks that someone is easy to bully? I always feel unhappy when I think of this. But what you said is right. Those who don't know think that I am a cannibal. Not too bad. Good or bad.”
Sikong said,
"Speaking of which, eating people seems to be nothing unusual..."
"..."
Then, Sikong said with a smile,
"I see the guys outside are about to figure out the results. Don't forget to let me know when the time comes~"
Lin Chou rolled her eyes.
"Damn...you are really...forget it, that has to be next month, this month is over."
"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."
This one, do you still want to be embarrassed? !
Sikong clearly understood Lin Chou's subtext and threw out a card.
He exclaimed from his back molars, "Ha! Poverty~"
Lin Chou quickly took it,
"Ha! Yes, yes, yes, poverty has limited my language organization ability and logical thinking."
Sikong waved his hand,
"What a mess, let me ask you something. Has that cactus been looking for you recently?"
"Eh?"
Sikong rubbed his head,
"As expected, I still came to see you. I was talking about making a movie, right?"
Lin Chou nodded,
"This guy said he wanted me to be a cameraman. Damn it. Do you think I'm very idle?"
Sikong nodded.
"..."
"What would you think if I said that I would be the investor and producer of this film?"
"..."
Damn it, Sikong is the producer!
Just seeing how this guy pesters Shen Feng to learn the Eighteen Palms of the Yi Jin Jing to subdue the dragon, I'm afraid this movie will have to be made into an apocalyptic version of Shushan, right?
Sikong had already figured out what Lin Chou's subtle expression meant, and quickly added,
"No... don't... think too much about it. I definitely won't make this movie into a martial arts movie... It's mainly because of the producers and Shen Daru."
Did he really want to shoot like this when co-writing?
"Just think of it as my last wish."
Sikong sighed,
"All Mingguang knows that I won't live long, so I can't let my short life leave any regrets, right?"
Lin Chou's first reaction was,
"Have you not eaten half-crocodile dragon meat for a long time?"
Sikong almost choked to death.
"Oh no, that's what I mean. Besides, half-crocodile dragon meat is effective, but in the end it only treats the symptoms and not the root cause. What if I suddenly disappear one day? What do you think..."
Lin Chou pinched her chin,
"Fuck no, how much less money will I make..."
"go away!!!"
Sikong was calm for several minutes.
"Anyway, I'm the producer. Although Pen is as greedy for money and money-hungry as you are, he can still be reliable sometimes. I think this is a good idea and makes sense."
"I..."
Sikong chuckled and said,
"Do you know what a producer does?!"
Lin Chou immediately took a step back when he saw this expression.
“Damn it, you didn’t even let the photographer go??”
Sikong didn't want to discuss unspoken rules with this guy with such a deep mind.
"Anyway, I decide the salary and the plot. I have the final say with Shen Daru. Do you want to play a high-ranking role in it?"
"Hey! For example, the God of Cooking in the end of the world??"
"..."
Sikong suddenly felt that his heart was really tired, so he simply said a few words:
"I said, I will pay you a salary!"
"Okay, when will the wages be paid...oh no, when will the work start!"
Sikong Tu’s wealthy aura has almost taken shape.
"Recently, try not to delay the business of the restaurant, otherwise I will really be angry."
Then he turned his face towards the warlock who was listening to the conversation between the two and realized that Li's black line was about to materialize.
"Ahem, Lord Warlock, would you like to earn some extra money that you won't lose?"
0.003 seconds later, the warlock began to nod and said in a low, deep and calm voice,
"Hoar, roar!"
Lin Chou couldn't help but think of what Confucius once said: Money can make the world go round.
A few people inside are rich enough to push the odds, but outside it's not that simple.
The wealthy people outside also have to hold back and see who can come up with strong additional conditions.
In the end, Jiang Zi cupped his fists and said with a smile,
"Everyone, please accept, accept~"
Everyone cursed and left. Xie Xun patted Jiang Zi on the shoulder and said,
"Old Jiang, just ask for your blessings, you already don't even have a face!"
After people left, Jiang Zi's smile fell.
The only reason why the Jiang family was able to obtain the caracal during the encirclement and suppression was the poison of life.
No one wants to know how the Jiang family got this thing, at least none of the three giants came forward to say anything.
Most of the poison of life is supplied to the black army. Chen Qingyu and Hu Yale are members of the black army. Strictly speaking, this is not a violation.
But for you, Jiang Zi, to compete with the caracal cat for something that no one else has, this is very taboo.
Jiang Zi chatted with Chen Qingyu for a few words and then left unhappy, without any joy of victory.
Chen Qingyu was extremely happy.
"Yale, Yale, hahaha, I never thought in my wildest dreams that we would actually get the poison of life, hahaha..."
Hu Yale's face was also full of joy.
"It's none of your business. If my aunt hadn't risked her life to catch the caracal, you would still be holding your stupid deer and crying out of breath!"
Chen Qingyu was immediately downcast and speechless.
Hu Yale dragged Chen Qingyu to the dining room and waved his fist in a particularly imposing manner, as if he was going to die with Lin Chou.
“Bring us two Tomahawk Steaks and Two Sea Stone Coconut Custards!!”
This girl seems to be drooling over the menu a lot lately.
Lin Chou threw over a standardized smile that came out of the production line.
"Tomahawk Steak can only be ordered once a week. With your physique, eating this dish is a bit wasteful. By the way, with his understanding, eating sea stone coconut custard is no different than taking two bites of jelly."
"you..."
"What do you mean!"
While Hu Yale was filled with righteous indignation, he still had time to accuse his fiancé.
"What are you yelling about? Boss Lin already knows what he means. You have no brain!"
"Pfft~"
...
One day later, to be precise, it was most of the night the next day.
A potted pink off-road vehicle carrying a mess of large equipment appeared at the foot of Yanhui Mountain. Qin Wuyong, Sikong and Shen Daru jumped out of the vehicle and looked up with the faint green light of the fragrant red beans.
"Hey, don't tell me. At this time, Lin Zi's restaurant really looks like a worldly expert."
"Ah haha, my aunt often comes here secretly... Ahem, I have inspected it many times and it is absolutely perfect. There is nothing to say."
"Where is our third male host?"
"I'm probably still sleeping in a tree more than 300 meters high..."
"Wake him up! Wake him up!"
Several people looked at each other, and even Sikong didn't dare to move.
The potted plant curled its lips in disdain.
"I have to do such a trivial matter personally, so why do you need me... Ahem, investors in the Investor Department, I am definitely not talking about you hahahaha..."
"My surname is Sikong, thank you."
The potted plant straightens the big speaker on the roof of the car,
"Don't worry about those details, watch my wake-up march, let's go!!"
Substantial sound waves gushed out from the speakers, bending the fragrant red beans all over the mountains and fields, swaying with the strong rhythm, and the entire empty Yanhui Mountain reverberated with huge and passionate singing.
"In your heart~"
"Fly freely~"
"Brilliant starlight~"
"Walking around forever~"
"The direction of the road~"
"Shine on my heart~"
"The far frontier~"
"Follow me to the distant place~"
The pitcher plant came to life in an instant, with roots and giant mouths all over the sky and a group of demons dancing wildly, like a big party of extraterrestrial demons.
The potted plant waved its hand,
"Qin Photography, hurry up, record it, record it, hurry up."
Qin Wuyong was stunned for a long time before he realized that he was talking about himself.
"Oh, ok, ok, Master Basin."
"How many times have I told you to call me Director Zuo!"
Then, a super huge python emerged from the ground, showing a frightening green color among the fragrant red beans, and stared blankly.
"This is the effect you want. Have you recorded it all?"
"It's recorded..."
Then, Si Gouzi, Gun Gun, and Xiao Qing all woke up from their sweet dreams. There were four more huge figures than usual on Yan Hui Mountain. The terrifying aura of the same level would crush everything. If someone didn't understand the situation, Seeing the situation in Yan Huishan now, he had to die on the spot.
The potted plant clenched its fist,
"Wow, it's perfect. I didn't expect them to be there... The two snakes are a bit repetitive, forget it... This is good..."
Qin Wuyong muttered,
"But is it really okay for us to do this..."
Two seconds later, a cauldron-shaped bolide that illuminated half of the Yanhui Mountain flew straight down into the sky, accompanied by an extremely angry roar.
"Pen, you are looking for death!!"
The potted plant stuck out its tongue,
"I rushed to my aunt's car again, Qin Photography took over..."
Qin Wu bravely dodges far away,
"Master Basin, you really like to joke... How dare I accept it... It will kill someone..."
The potted plant looked back at the unmoved duo of Shen and Si who seemed to be admiring the shooting stars.
"Hey...it seems that the crew still needs a few security guards..."
