First charge of 1 billion at the beginning

Mu Fan knew that this person was the foreign affairs steward of the Mu family. He was very skilled and powerful, but the details were unknown.

"This is a family resolution, young master, the master ordered us to bring it here for you to sign."

The middle-aged man took out an agreement, which stated the resolution of the Mu family's top management.

Mu Fan's pupils shrank, and he saw a line of words on it, which clearly stated that he would be deprived of his status as the first heir of the Mu family.

"It's still here."

Seeing this, Mu Fan secretly sighed in his heart, and finally came.

He had expected this day a long time ago, so naturally he didn't show much expression or fluctuation, because he is a waste with extremely poor cultivation talent.

Being able to maintain the status of heir to this day is still the reason why his old man has not spoken. Today, it is obvious that the old man in the family has spoken.

Formally deprived of his status as heir.

"My brother, the former heir of the Mu family, please sign."

Mu Xuan looked at Mu Fan with a sneer on his face, and felt relieved. Now, he has become the heir of the Mu family.

Mu Fan didn't speak, but looked at the resolution.

This thing is a certificate issued by the eighth district, and it cannot be faked.

"Eldest young master, the last time I call you this is what the master means."

The middle-aged man said something in a low voice, and after finishing speaking, he looked at Mu Fan complicatedly and sighed in his heart.

He thought for a while and continued: "The master said, if you sign, you can get a pension, marry a wife and have children, and have no worries about food and drink in the future. Let's become a rich man."

"The master also said that if your future children have extremely high cultivation talents, they can return to the Mu family."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man stopped talking and quietly looked at Mu Fan, waiting for his next signature.

As long as the signature is signed, in the future, Mu Fan will no longer be the heir of the Mu family, and will not be eligible to inherit the current huge property of the Mu family.

"Why are you hesitating, hurry up and sign, don't waste everyone's time, our time is precious."

Mu Xuan on the side couldn't see anymore, and looked at Mu Fan with a hint of threat.

But Mu Fan ignored him, and instead asked, "Uncle Zhong, how much pension does the old man plan to give me?"

The middle-aged man, that is, Mu Zhong was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The master said, as long as you sign, you can get one billion pension funds, which will be used as expenses for your future marriage and childbirth."

"As for the school, if you fail to complete the entrance examination, you can only be expelled from the school."

Speaking of this, Mu Fan's eyes lit up, and he didn't hear anything else at all, only that sentence.

Billion!

One billion!

Mu Fan's heart trembled violently. This stingy old man was actually so generous. He gave him one billion pensions after signing his renunciation of his status as an heir. The sun came out from the west?

You know, this old man has never given a penny for living expenses. Unexpectedly, he will be given one billion today as the cost of marrying a wife and having children in the future.

"Sign it, hurry up, you will get one billion pension funds after signing, and it will be enough for you to retire with peace of mind in the future."

Mu Xuan said impatiently with a haughty face.

If it wasn't for the old man's decision, he even felt that he didn't need to give Mu Fan a penny at all, because it wasn't worth it. Does a waste need so much money for retirement?

But it was the old man's decision, and no one could change it, let alone go against it and refuse to give it. That would definitely anger the old man.

One billion, Mu Xuan is a little bit fleshy, that's half a year's profit for the Mu family.

Giving Mu Fan this trash like this now, it would be a lie to say that he doesn't feel sorry for him. After all, the entire Mu family will belong to him in the future, so naturally he feels very distressed.

"Where's the money?" Mu Fan stared at Mu Zhong, ignoring Mu Xuan.

The latter was so angry that his teeth itched, wishing to blow his head off with a punch, but he didn't dare to do it after all.

"The card is here, and the password is your birthday." Mu Zhong took out a card with one billion in it, and it was the gold card of Xiuzhen Bank in the eighth district.

Seeing this gold card, Mu Fan's eyes lit up, and he was so excited.

Now I have money, one billion.

Unexpectedly, when I was worried about where to find the money before, someone sent one billion in the blink of an eye.

As for the identity of the heir to the Mu family, Mu Fan didn't care at all. This thing is fundamentally false, and no one can inherit it if the old man is still there.

As far as Mu Fan knows, the old man's situation, living for 200 years is not a problem, and he still inherits the family property, is he crazy?

But having this one billion is different. As long as you turn on the recharge system, you can get rid of the shame and even get countless things you want.

"I sign!"

With a cold face, Mu Fan took the resolution, picked up a brush and signed his name.

"Bring the cards!"

After signing and handing it back, Mu Fan stretched out his hand and looked coldly at Mu Zhong, a middle-aged man.

"and many more!"

Just when Mu Zhong was about to hand it over, Mu Xuan shouted at the side.

He took the gold card and waved it in front of Mu Fan, showing a cold and contemptuous expression.

"Why, do you want to take it away?" Mu Fan looked at him indifferently.

Mu Xuan shook his head: "No, no, I don't dare. This is assigned to you by the old man. Anyone who dares to act recklessly will be beaten."

"Then what do you mean?" Mu Fan frowned.

Mu Xuan smiled, very coldly, he quietly came up and whispered something in Mu Fan's ear.

"Do you still remember, three years ago, on the street, you threw me 1000 yuan with a haughty face, and I swore at that time that I would give it back to you one day."

"Three years ago, did this happen?"

Mu Fan froze for a moment, he had no memory at all, he seemed to have given money to a beggar, but he couldn't remember.

After Mu Xuan finished speaking, the golden card fell to the ground with a loose hand.

Seeing this, Mu Fan rushed forward subconsciously, picked up the gold card, blew it, and wiped it carefully, with an excited look on his face.

"Hahaha..." Mu Xuan had a happy face watching this scene, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Mu Fan, enjoy the rest of your life slowly, let's go."

After speaking, Mu Xuan turned around with a big smile, and left with a group of bodyguards.

At this moment, Mu Fan who picked up the gold card also smiled, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

One billion, here we go.

Chapter 6 First charge of one billion

In the eighth district, on the main street, a taxi converted from a refiner was driving towards the suburbs at high speed.

In the car, Mu Fan was sitting in the back row, holding the gold card in his pocket, which was one billion, and there was a full billion in it, so he couldn't help being excited.

At the same time, there was a trace of loneliness in his heart, on the surface he didn't care, but in fact he felt a little uncomfortable.

It would be a lie to say that he didn't care. Naturally, he felt a little depressed after being deprived of his status as the first heir, but it's better now.

Mu Fan cheered up. With a system in the secret channel, he has a bright future, and he is no longer the trash that everyone laughed at before.

"System, can you detect how much money is in the card?"

Mu Fan felt uneasy, thinking that the old man must have cheated him, right?

Simply let the system check it.

Ding!

"I found a rechargeable gold card with a balance of 10 billion. May I ask if the host has recharged?"

Hearing the voice of the system in his mind, Mu Fan finally felt relieved, it was true, there really was a billion in it.

"Don't top up for now." Mu Fan managed to suppress the excitement in his heart, and planned to recharge directly, after all, he was still in a taxi here.

It's better to go home and make it more at ease, so as not to have accidents.

"Young man, look at your complexion, have you encountered something sad?"

Just as he was thinking, the middle-aged driver who was driving glanced at the rearview mirror and asked with a smile.

He looked at Mu Fan and said with a smile, "I think you are a student from No. [-] Middle School. You have a bright future."

"Bright?" Mu Fan smiled wryly.

If there is no system, it will be strange for him to have a bright future.

Seeing his lonely expression, the middle-aged driver said with relief: "Young man, have you lost your love? It's okay, don't worry about it, you are still young, as long as you practice hard, you will become a martial artist admired by everyone in the future, or a high-ranking cultivator. Are you still worried about not having a woman?"

"It's not like me, who can't practice and can only find an ordinary job to earn money to support my family. If I also have the talent for cultivation and become a warrior or a cultivator, my status will naturally be different."

"Hey, you're still young."

The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, talking to himself all the way.

Mu Fan just smiled and didn't answer, he was silently thinking about his next plan and some plans.

"Hey, now there is an urgent news..."

"There was a major flaw in the Xiuzhen Prison in the eighth district, and the sealing formation was in disrepair for a long time, which led to a serious criminal in the prison escaping from prison."

"The fugitive is an eighth-level body-hardening warrior, extremely dangerous. The general public is urged to be vigilant. The fugitive has a blue birthmark on the left face and one eye. If you find any clues, please immediately the Eighth District Law Enforcement Team."

Hearing this broadcast suddenly, the middle-aged driver and Mu Fan were stunned.

"Body Tempering Eightfold, what the hell are those law enforcement officers doing to let such an extremely dangerous prisoner escape?"

The middle-aged driver cursed in horror.

Mu Fan frowned, and said to himself, "Eight levels of body tempering, such a serious criminal has experienced eight times of spiritual energy tempering, his body is as hard as iron, and his strength is infinite, it is really too dangerous."

Mu Fan even speculated that the other party might have mastered extremely advanced martial arts. After all, martial artists at the eighth level of Body Tempering Realm must practice advanced martial arts to have a chance to break through.

The Body Tempering Fist, like Mu Fan's practice, is a popular commodity, and it can only reach the first stage of Body Tempering when it is perfected.

If you want to continue to practice, you must go to school, and you can get in touch with more advanced martial arts.

According to the information Mu Fan learned, cultivation in this world is divided into two systems, one is warriors, and the other is Qi refiners, commonly known as cultivators.

A martial artist draws spiritual energy to refine his body, condenses his body, and his body is like fine steel, splitting mountains and cracking rocks.

A qi refiner refines qi into the body, condenses it into form, burns mountains and cooks seas, flies into the sky and escapes from the earth.

Only after stepping into the Body Tempering Realm and completing the Nine Stages of Body Tempering, can one begin to choose whether to practice martial arts or step into Qi refining.

Of course, both systems require talent and roots. For example, warriors must have the talent to practice martial arts.

As for a qi refiner, you must have the roots of a cultivator. If your roots are not good enough, you will not be able to step into the practice at all, let alone refine qi.

Because you can't even open the "eye of the sky", you can't see the so-called qi, let alone how to refine qi.

"Young man, here we are!"

Not long after, the taxi stopped. It looked like a taxi on the outside. In fact, the surface was coated with a layer of cultivation runes, which glowed slightly. It was a means of refining.

In short, Mu Fan couldn't understand. In this world, besides cultivators, there are alchemists and weapon refiners. These two professions are very popular.

"Huh..." Mu Fan got out of the car, exhaled, took out 100 yuan from his pocket and handed it to the driver.

The 100 yuan was still the 100 yuan for medical expenses that Feng Yi had thrown at him earlier.

Now the nose is still a little sore, but I just hit home.

"Hey, the young man lives in a good place, at least much better than us ordinary people."

While looking for money, the driver glanced at the luxurious villa in front of him. It was in the suburbs of the eighth district, surrounded by lush forests and an elegant environment.

But it's a little remote, but fortunately, the security of the eighth district is not bad.

After returning home, Mu Fan looked at the villa in front of him, feeling a little inexplicably sad in his heart.

It is said that this villa was left to him by a mother whom he had never seen before, the only inheritance. As for the old man, he was very ruthless and never cared about Mu Fan.