Pass through passers-by, blast the protagonist and villain

When Jiang Li stood at the gate of Lingwu Academy again, he felt that he was hollowed out and his soul was taken away.

He told himself that these seven days were just a dream.

Now, after waking up from the dream, he is still that passer-by.

Jiang Li saw that a large group of reporters had gathered at the gate of the college. The crowd was facing the dean, Feng Hai, who was speaking impassionedly. On Feng Hai's left and right, stood side by side four bad old men of his age.

The five old men were directly above them, holding a large red banner reading "Welcome students from the four schools of wind, cloud, thunder, and fog to come to Shacheng Lingwu Academy for exchange and study."

It turned out that the five cities held an exchange meeting for spiritual martial arts students.

Jiang Li stared at Feng Hai, and the more he stared, the more angry he became. He had been missing for seven days. You, a master, didn't even say to go out to look for him, but you still have the face to accept media interviews.

"Old man, do you know how I spent these seven days?"

Jiang Li thought about the past.

Thinking back seven days ago, I was alone, facing dozens of top killers, and was besieged in the grove of the academy, fighting fiercely with the killers for [-] rounds without losing the wind.

It wasn't until the appearance of Tianjiu, a strong man with six veins, that broke the stalemate, and was finally taken hostage to the terrorist's lair, and fought wits and courage with Yue Nanchen, the most notorious leader of the terrorist organization in Shacheng, and finally conquered him with dance power. And worshiped the handle... Then for several days, it was the unbearable indulgence.

Recalling the experience of being exploited by others, Jiang Li's mouth shed unbearable tears...

He wanted to question Feng Hai face to face.

What are you doing, master, while I'm enduring all this?

You must be in the office, sucking salted duck eggs leisurely.

"Old Deng, I vow to expose you in front of reporters today!"

He decided to go on stage, and took off old man Feng Haizao's hypocritical underpants.

He started drafting in his heart.

After taking the stage, he said this:

"That's right, it's me. I'm the lock-door disciple that the dean took with five salted duck eggs. My name is Jiang Li, Li Sao's Li, nicknamed Jiang Danda. I was the one who beat Shibazi and Shuangjiao a few days ago." , what, you don't know that Tianjiao was beaten...the process is like this..."

.....

After preparing his speech, Jiang Li turned around from the side of the crowd to the left wing of the five old men.

Then he pushed his way through the crowd of reporters.

Squeezing and squeezing, he stood in a row with five bad old men.

The photographers at the scene were shocked to find that the focal length of the lens that had been adjusted was suddenly not enough, and the screen became a little crowded. Looking carefully, the original five main characters' shots were squeezed in half the body.

"Why did it become six people, was it a temporary arrangement?" The photographers adjusted the focal length one after another.

at the same time.

After Feng Hai's speech was over, it was Leicheng's dean's turn to speak. Jiang Li estimated that it would be his turn after all the old men had finished speaking. It didn't matter, he could wait.

Feng Hai left the middle position and stood to the left, just in time to see Jiang Li.

"Stinky boy, why are you here to join in the fun?" Feng Hai pulled him out of the camera and asked him in a low voice.

Jiang Li replied with the same volume: "I went to buy martial arts just now, but I didn't have enough money, so I came back, just passing by, and came to say hello to the master."

Feng Hai lived to be 84 years old, not to mention old man, he was old Jiang Li, Jiang Li pouted his butt, could the old man know what shit he wanted to shit?

I don't usually see you going to pay my respects to the master. There are so many reporters at the scene, you just say hello, come to ruin the old man, don't be a son of man!

Feng Hai scolded him in his heart, and then said: "Biaozi, don't bully others too much, and focus on the overall situation!"

"Master, what are you talking about, I can't hear you, speak up!" Jiang Li raised his voice by two decibels.

Feng Hai panicked suddenly, his eyebrows twitched.

The matter of the disciple who locked the door must not be known by the media.

If it is exposed by the media, you can't make people laugh, lock the disciples, thank you old man for thinking it out.

His old face is unnecessary.

Gritting his teeth, Feng Hai calmly stuffed a scroll into Jiang Li's hand.

"Keep it away, don't let anyone see it, high-level martial arts, merciful and compassionate palm, take it and get out!"

Jiang Li chuckled: "Master, I still need a skill!"

"Exchange credits, don't you have 20 credits, enough to buy a set of advanced exercises."

"Master, what are you talking about?" Jiang Li repeated his old trick.

The old man felt like his heart was about to stop.

"Take it well, advanced skills, Fudo Ming Wang Kung Fu, brat, remember to return it to the old man after you've practiced it, and don't spread it outside, it's copyrighted."

Jiang Li got the advantage, so he decided to forgive the master once, and not to expose him today.

"I'm leaving first, master, you are busy!"

"Brat, blackmail the old man, you little bastard is the first... By the way, come to my office tonight!"

Jiang Li asked him: "Why, do you want to dance?"

"Get a fart dance, please eat salted duck eggs!" The old man waved his hand, telling him to get out of here.

......

Go back to dorms.

Fatty Tang hadn't left the secret realm yet, and the double bedroom was empty. He hadn't returned for several days, and the table was covered with dust.

Jiang Li threw the two scrolls on the bed.

With advanced martial arts and advanced exercises, more than 40 credits are virtually saved, and blood is earned!

Of course, the most profitable is the space ring in his hand.

The ten-square space can hold a lot of things, and the same level of receiving rings in the Lingbao store of the academy requires 200 credits to exchange.

Yue Nanchen's cheap brother was worth tens of millions of dollars in gifts. It seems that he is quite rich as the hall master, and he needs to find opportunities to squeeze out more oil.

Jiang Li spread all his recent gains on the bed, and took stock of his current family fortune.

[3 character cards][Half a bottle of trauma repair fluid][3 bottles of primary Qi and blood pill][2 bottles of spiritual fluid]

[Advanced Martial Skills: Great Compassionate Hands] [Advanced Kung Fu: Fudo Ming Wang Kung Fu] [God-level Kung Fu: Little Sunflower Collection]

The character card is his ultimate trump card, and also his trump card for arrogance.

The wound repair fluid is a life-saving elixir, his trump card to save his life.

For primary qi and blood pills, my good brother Yue Nanchen gave me two bottles, and I got one bottle from the big turntable last time. There are 3 pills in total in 30 bottles, worth 15 yuan.

Three hundred drops of spirit liquid.

I got 100 drops from the mentor who gave the liquid, and my good brother Yue Nanchen gave 200 drops, with a total price of 30.

Now, he extorted two cheat books from his teacher.

There are also two contract props, the ball invitation letter and the phaseless mask, plus the spiritual weapon mad gloves.

Jiang Li found that he had accumulated a lot of money without knowing it.

God-level exercises and contract items are all priceless. You can say that he is worth [-] million yuan. If you do the math, you can count yourself as an invisible rich man.

Jiang Li put all his things into the ring.

Then he tidied up the storage bins of the big salted fish turntable.

60 pieces of salted fish, 15 heads of abalone, 8 pieces of turbot, 3 pieces of king crab, 2 pieces of ostrich eggs, and 1 piece of loach.

Although these things are worthless, they are all important materials for refining fake pills.

Fake Dan's career must continue.

Now, he only has a few hundred yuan in cash left on him, and his credits are still 20 points, which have not been raised.

Presence points, when eating, drinking and having fun in the Wuxiang God Sect, I met many church members. Because of his special status and high position level, everyone cared about him, so I did not miss it, and the points have reached 908786 points.

After counting his gains, Jiang Li's pride immediately soared to the sky!

"Think of me, Jiang Li. When I first crossed, my family was destitute and my waist was slapped. In less than a month, I made tens of billions of real estate with my own hard work!"

That's right, god-level exercises must be worth tens of billions, if not enough, add two contract items.

There are also more than 1000 million active assets.

But the working capital is only 480 yuan and 2 cents.

There is still a long way to go to achieve financial freedom, so the fake elixir business must be launched quickly!