Omnipotent Overlord

　　 "Broken, broken, broken inside!"

　　How much Su Mingqi jumped.

　　Li Mo let go of White Invincible's wrist and opened the machine box.

　　Kaka Kaka——

　　 The box opened in response.

Ding--

　　 A tiny paper clip fell on the table.

"this is……"

Zhang Jingsheng picked up the paper clip and was amazed for a long while before he suddenly remembered that when he got the machine box, he put a paper clip in the underwear pocket holding the machine box for safety. When he got home, the paper clip Is gone.

　　 For so many years, Zhang Jingsheng always thought that the paper clip was lost, and it was not until today that he realized that it was stuck in the machine box.

　　 The machine box was opened and it contained a gold ingot.

　　The golden ingots that only the ancient wealthy people owned, weighed half a catty.

　　Everyone looked at each other, although this gold ingot is heavy enough, but in terms of value, it can't even compare with the Qiqiao machine box that installed it.

　　 Say no more than a million.

　　 Zhang Jingsheng smiled bitterly.

　　 Yu Boyan was speechless.

　　 Su Mingqi held the Qiqiao machine box and looked at it from left to right, no matter what angle he looked at, there were no signs of smashing inside or outside the Qiqiao machine box.

　　 "This is impossible, how is this possible?"

　　Su Mingqi murmured to himself, looking for it without hesitation.

　　Qin Zhendao said: "Su Mingqi, no need to find it, you lost."

　　Su Mingqi's face was extremely ugly.

　　Li Mo is also polite, put away the 600-year-old ginseng and duck egg-sized night pearls.

　　 Watching Li Mo take Ginseng and Ye Mingzhu away, Su Mingqi's heart hurt suddenly.

These two things were taken by Su Mingqi with great efforts. The Su family’s annual personal assessment at the end of the year is coming soon. If there are no these two things, he will be greatly embarrassed at the assessment conference this year. .

　　Zhang Jingsheng admired: "Little friendship!"

　　 "Awesome, really a hero out of a boy."

　　 "Today, I am really familiar with the old fee."

　　 "Awesome, I said, because of the old experience, I would never find a vulgar person."

　　 "It's so good at a young age, the future is limitless."

　　After Li Mo smashed the box, all the words that had been mocked and questioned had disappeared without a trace, and the parties touted all came.

　　Chen Zhengzhong walked in with the cooked "Bazhen Duck" in hand, and he heard his praise for Li Mo, and his legs shook again.

　　 He shivered to put the'Eight Ducks' on the table and stood aside with his hands down.

　　Qin Zhen said: "The taste of these eight treasure ducks is absolutely unique, you can try them."

　　 Everyone stretched out their chopsticks.

　　 Li Mo also tried to taste it, really don't say, don't look at Chen Zhengzhong's appearance is unremarkable, but this hand is really awesome, and it tastes wonderful.

　　 Seeing Li Mo nodded in praise, Chen Zhengzhong let out a long sigh of relief.

　　 The person he is most afraid of now is Li Mo. There is nothing else, because Li Mo is his real boss, and he has a killing book for him.

The banquet took place for more than two hours. Celebrities from all walks of life sang their meals and Bai Wudi also left, but when he left, he forced a business card for Li Mo.

　　 "I have made your friend invincible, I have the opportunity to go to Kyoto, remember to call me, I invite you to play a dragon."

　　Yu Boyan, Zhang Jingsheng said goodbye at the same time. In the end, only Li Mo and Yang Hongying were left.

　　 Li Mo didn't leave because of etiquette. After all, he was the owner of the store. The guests didn't leave. He left first, which was rude.

　　 "Li... President Li, blame me for the last thing. You punish me."

　　Chen Zhengzhong came over.

　　He originally wanted to wait for Yang Hongying to leave before begging Li Mo for mercy, but Yang Hongying did not leave, and he could not care so much.

　　Li Mo asked him: "What happened last time?"

　　 "Last time...Last time." Chen Zhengzhong was helpless.

　　Li Mo waved his hand: "Go on, I have forgotten the last thing."

　　Chen Zhengzhong was stupefied for a few seconds, his nose was sour, quite a big person, he cried out in disappointment.

　　 "Woo--"

　　Good boss, why have you forgotten that this is the last few days? This is because there are a large number of adults and they are not investigated.

　　Chen Zhengzhong blamed himself more and more.

　　Li Mo got up and left, Yang Hongying also stood up.

　　Li Mo glanced at her, Yang Hongying blinked her eyes wide.

　　Li Mo ignored her, walked away, Yang Hongying followed.

　　Li Mo left the hotel and called a taxi. He just got on the bus. Yang Hongying opened the other door and got on.

　　Li Mo couldn't help it: "Miss Yang, I'm going home, what are you doing?"

　　 "I'm going home too." Yang Hongying blinked her eyes and looked at that look, innocently cute.

　　 "My home is in Feifeng Community, where is your home?"

　　 "My family is also in Feifeng Community."

　　 "What a coincidence?"

　　 "Yeah, I didn't expect it."

"Ok."

　　Li Mo is helpless.

　　 All the way without words until the taxi stopped at the door of Feifeng Community.

　　Li Mo got off, Yang Hongying also got off, Li Mo walked home, Yang Hongying followed him behind.

　　 Li Mo stood in front of his house and said, "Miss Yang, this is my home. Isn't your home the same as my home?"

　　 "Ah, of course not, my house is... over there."

　　Yang Hongying's finger points to the residential area.

　　 "Then bye."

　　 "Hey, don't you invite me to sit down?"

　　 "It's too late~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's not necessary."

　　 "I'm a beauty."

　　 "What does this have to do with beauty?"

　　 "Beauty has privileges."

　　 "Not with me."

　　Li Mo entered the door and closed the door with his backhand.

　　Yang Hongying stood at the door for more than five minutes before humming away.

　　Yang Hongying came to the high-end residential area of ​​Feifeng Community, walked in casually and knocked on the door of a household.

"who are you looking for?"

　　 opened the door was a burly middle-aged woman.

　　 "Does your house sell?"

　　 "Not sold, nerves."

　　Middle-aged woman wanted to close the door, Yang Hongying stretched out a finger.

　　 "10 million, immediate payment."

　　 "Not for sale!"

　　 "Twenty million."

　　 "It's not money, don't sell it!"

"Forty million."

　　Middle-aged woman took out her mobile phone and dialed the phone: "Hey, Comrade Police, I have a suspected mental patient..."

　　 also can't help the middle-aged woman's disbelief. Although her house prices here are not low, even if the decoration cost is included, it won't exceed 3 million. Buy 40 million for such a house? What is not mental illness?

　　 "Where, where, where is the mental illness?"

　　The husband of the middle-aged woman ran out and saw Yang Hongying.

　　 This is more than a beauty level, it is simply outstanding.

　　Beautiful women are indeed privileged. The husband of the middle-aged woman did not rush directly, but asked patiently.

　　The husband of the middle-aged woman asked the situation and immediately took out her mobile phone.

　　 "You transfer money to me now, this house is yours."

Ding!

　　 Forty million arrives instantly.

　　 "Wife, let's... move!"