Hou Pohun's eyes moved slightly and shed some tears.
Wang Ziming couldn't understand what the two were talking about, so he asked at the side: "Brother Yao, what are you talking about? What riddles are you trying to play? You want to save Hou Pohun, he is an enemy of the city lord's palace. You can't say this nonsense." .”
Yang Yao ignored Wang Ziming and said, "Let's go and eat. He's just a city lord. What's the big deal? I believe I can defeat him in less than three years."
Wang Ziming's face changed with fright, and he said: "Brother Yao, you are too crazy. Don't talk nonsense. Before you have the strength, you must not say it, otherwise you may be killed in the middle. Give up halfway."
Yang Yao was stunned, clenched his fist, and thought: "I will definitely defeat him, cancel the fees for villagers to enter the city, and improve the appointment rules of the city lord. The city lord should be appointed by the people of the city, not by the Ice Horse Cult. . Only in this way can the city lord be prevented from oppressing the people. No one dares to offend the person who appointed him."
After Yang Yao finished thinking, he glanced at Wang Ziming and said, "You are right, brother Ziming. Although you are not strong in combat, some of your words are still right."
Wang Ziming said: "Really, haha, my words are all gained from experience. If you don't have the strength, if you say it rashly and offend others, you will probably be stillborn."
Yang Yao said: "Well, okay, I should bear it."
Wang Ziming said: "Forbearance, but you can't just tolerate it. If you only tolerate it, you may forget your ambition. You have to remind yourself all the time and analyze the changes in the situation. When it is time to explode, you still have to explode. Too much tolerance It’s easy to wear out, and it’s easy to break if it’s too strong.”
Yang Yaodao: "That's awesome, buddy. There's a lot of truth in your words. I've been taught a lesson. Let's go. I'll treat you to a good meal today."
Wang Ziming said: "How about a second-level monster's pork rib soup? It's not expensive, it costs more than a hundred spirit stones."
Although Yang Yao felt a little sore, he said: "Okay, no problem, here's another piece of eight-clawed siren meat. If you want to eat it, just take it. I'll treat you to this meal, so I'll just say these words to you. But you can't take it." The meat of a level three monster."
Wang Ziming was immediately overjoyed and said, "Thank you Brother Yao, ah, I can have another full meal today."
The two of them went to buy food. Wang Ziming ordered two more expensive ones, which cost nearly two hundred spirit stones.
The two came to an empty table and sat down.
Wang Ziming said: "Brother Yao, you are really kind-hearted. Nowadays, it is difficult for someone with a kind heart like yours to survive."
Yang Yaodao: "Why do you say that? I believe in Pangu. Pangu loves all living beings. I am not as great as him. I love everyone. Isn't it appropriate for everyone to care for each other? I believe there will be more good people."
Wang Ziming said: "How many? Brother, you should change this idea as soon as possible. Do you still have more? It would be good to find one. There are jackals, tigers and leopards everywhere, you know that?"
Yang Yaodao: "No, don't be so pessimistic. Everyone has kind thoughts in their hearts, but they haven't expressed them yet. I believe the day will come when everyone can express their kind thoughts."
Wang Ziming said: "I hope so. Do you know how many spiritual stones these meals can be sold for outside, right? How many spiritual stones can they be sold for inside their jailers?"
Yang Yao said: "Why, are the prices different?"
Wang Ziming lowered his voice and said: "Outside, these meals can be eaten for less than a hundred spirit stones. Among the jailers, these meals only cost more than ten spirit stones."
"Pah!" Yang Yao slapped his palm on the table and said, "It doesn't make sense, it simply doesn't make sense."
Wang Ziming whispered: "Don't make so much noise, don't let others hear it. This is all gossip. Now you know how comfortable it is to join the City Lord's Mansion."
Yang Yaodao: "It's really comfortable. Only a person with no conscience can feel comfortable. I can only feel my heart bleeding. Two hundred spirit stones can manage our life in Dafeng Village for more than half a month. I didn't expect to be slaughtered by them. Feeding it to people inside them. It’s so shameless.”
Wang Ziming said: "Then what can be done? This is the case in Shizhan Town, the Ice Horse Sect, and even the entire Dolphin Country, the entire Southern Desert Island, and the entire Wuxie Continent. What can you do? In my opinion, you Since you have this strength, why not join them and become one of them, and you can also be popular and drink spicy food."
Yang Yao said: "I can't do it. Now that I think about my blind relatives being displaced, I don't want to eat it."
Wang Ziming said: "Yang Yao, you are really kind-hearted, but even if you want to implement the good way, you need strength. Although everyone pursues justice, what can achieve justice is strength. If you only have justice in your heart, but you don't have In the end, power can only be held in the heart and die in depression. Look at that Hou Pohun, he is probably like this."
Yang Yaodao: "It is true. Hou Pohun is very unwilling, but there is nothing he can do. He gave me something he has treasured for his whole life. The reason is that I invited him to have a meal."
Wang Ziming said: "What is that? It must be very valuable, right?"
Yang Yaodao: "It's his pursuit."
Wang Ziming suddenly lost interest and said: "Hey, I'm still pursuing it. Now I have a headache when I mention pursuing it. It's more important to make money. The game we performed today, I don't know how many spiritual stones it will be worth and how much I will be divided. I hope. Probably over a thousand."
Yang Yaodao: "You can earn over a thousand just by performing like that. It's so profitable."
Wang Ziming said: "More than a thousand is still called making money. Do you know how much Wang Baochui can make through this thing? He probably has 100,000 spirit stones."
Yang Yaodao: "It's true or false, not nonsense, right?"
Wang Ziming said: "You don't understand this. Those stars in the ring earn tens of millions from a single match. Organizers can earn hundreds of millions. You know too little. This is called traffic culture, media culture. You I don’t understand this. I heard that this thing is related to magnetic spiritual skills and light spiritual skills, but I don’t know the specifics. I practice gold spiritual skills. To strengthen myself, I will be beaten. "
Yang Yao said: "Hey, don't tell me, I guess I am poison type, and it is also accompanied by body training. I will be even worse than you. I may not be able to marry a wife in the future."
Wang Ziming said: "How could it be? Yang Yao, you are so strong, how can you not get a wife? As long as you are rich, it is not easy to find a soft girl."
Yang Yao said: "My whole body is full of poison. If I meet a woman, I will poison her to death. How can I get married? I will give her an impossible life."
"Ha" Wang Ziming spurted the rice out of his mouth and said with a smile: "Brother, it must be fine. There will definitely be a solution. Don't be so discouraged."
Yang Yao said: "Hey" and poked the dinner plate with his chopsticks. He was about to continue chatting when he suddenly heard footsteps approaching nearby.
Yang Yao hurriedly looked back and saw a tall, muscular man looking at him eagerly.
This man's name is Hu Fei, who lives in Cell No. 111 and is nicknamed Overlord. When he first entered the prison, this overlord looked down on him and was punched out by him.
At that time, Hu Fei wanted to fight with him directly, but was stopped by the prison director Wang Baochui. Now that he has found himself again, does he want to start a war directly? Thinking of this, Yang Yao moved his chair and stood up.
