"Don't … don't call. I'll pay, okay?" Smiling Maitreya covered his head with one hand in pain. He quickly took out his bank card with the other hand and handed it over. "There are two hundred million in it … Take it!"
"That's more like it." Xiao Chen took the bank card and said impatiently, "Don't pretend to be a dead dog. There are still five hundred million left. When will you give it to me? I don't have much patience! "
"What? Isn't it three hundred million? Why is it still five hundred million? You must have calculated wrongly! "Smiling Maitreya was dumbfounded and asked in surprise.
"Oh, I'm not good at calculation. Now it's five hundred million. Do you think it's wrong? If you let me calculate it again, it might be eight hundred million. Are you sure you want me to calculate it again? "Xiao Chen shook his legs and asked faintly.
"This … There's no need to calculate. I'll pay." Smiling Maitreya choked and said helplessly. This Xiao Chen was a hothead. Trying to reason with him was asking for trouble.
"Wait! I seem to have calculated wrongly! "Xiao Chen suddenly waved his hand and touched his chin as if he was thinking.
Smiling Maitreya's eyes lit up. He was a little happy in his heart. Could it be that Xiao Chen found his conscience and only wanted to take five hundred million?
Xiao Chen thought for a while and said slowly, "You see, you drove the people of the GreenStone Sect out and let them sleep on the streets. You are here to enjoy yourself. Shouldn't you give some money as compensation?"
"Ah? This, this, this … It's a misunderstanding! " Smiling Maitreya's face collapsed and he almost cried. He only realized now that Xiao Chen was standing up for the people of the GreenStone Sect. He had hit the muzzle!
Xiao Chen didn't listen to Smiling Maitreya's explanation at all. He said directly, "Let's do it this way! I won't charge you too much. 100 million for the accommodation, 100 million for the herbs you used, and 100 million for the special services. That's a total of 300 million. You'll pay me another 1 billion, right? "
The smiling Maitreya became even more depressed. He could not help but defend himself. "Even if I stayed in this crappy place for a while and used those trashy … Uh, ordinary healing medicine, it shouldn't cost two hundred million, right? And that special service, I didn't even ask for it! Why did it need another hundred million? I … I was just fooling around with them. Besides … this isn't one billion, right? "
"Playing around? Why don't you eat sh * t if it's fun to eat sh * t? "Xiao Chen's face sank. He glared at the smiling Maitreya and said," You still dare to play dumb? Just now, the acting Sect Leader of the Greenrock Sect personally cooked for you. Even I don't get such treatment. How is this service not special? How is it too much to charge you 100 million? Cut the crap and take out the money! One billion isn't right. Do you need me to calculate it for you? "
"This … Alright, then give me some time. I'll make a call to transfer the money." The smiling Maitreya took out his phone with a sullen expression. While he was bowing his head, he secretly winked at the old Daoist Dian Long, indicating for him to sneak an attack on Xiao Chen.
After half a day of healing, the old Daoist Dian Long had basically recovered. Receiving the look from the smiling Maitreya, he nodded slightly and stood up without batting an eyelid. He slowly approached Xiao Chen's back.
"Oh, then go ahead and fight! Since we have nothing to do now, why don't I demonstrate this magical weapon to you again! " Xiao Chen looked as if he did not feel anything. Instead, he was in a good mood. He waved his fingers and shouted, "Flying Star Sword, unsheathe!"
The Flying Star Sword moved. With a swoosh, it automatically broke free from its sheath and slashed twice in the air.
The old Daoist Dian Long had gradually approached Xiao Chen. Just as he was about to make his move, he heard Xiao Chen shout, "Go!" Then, the Flying Star Sword flew in his direction!
"Chi!" An extremely light sound was heard. Before the old Daoist Dian Long could understand what was going on, the Flying Star Sword had already pierced into his forehead!
The old Daoist Dian Long's eyes suddenly turned over. He directly fell to the ground, dead.
"Oh?! Why is there someone standing behind me? "Xiao Chen turned his head, his expression extremely surprised.
The old Daoist Dian Long did not utter a word. He had already lost his life. Even if he wanted to cry out for injustice, there was no place to cry out.
"Look at this mess!" Xiao Chen turned around and said to the smiling Maitreya with an apologetic face, "I was thinking of showing you the function of the Flying Star Sword! Otherwise, if you don't believe me, I can't let you spend your five hundred million in vain, can I? So I wanted to make sure that there is no problem with the sword. This unlucky guy, why did he choose to stand behind me? Wasn't he lying on the side just now? "
In fact, how powerful was Xiao Chen's divine sense? As soon as the old Daoist Dian Long moved, he had immediately noticed it. Therefore, he controlled the flying sword to attack immediately and directly stabbed the old Daoist Dian Long to death.
The smiling Maitreya had long been scared stiff. What the hell was going on? Did Xiao Chen really not know, or did he do it deliberately? Could it really be an accident?
However, whether it was an accident or not, he did not dare to act rashly again. He could only honestly transfer five hundred million to Xiao Chen and another five hundred million to Zheng Xinxiang. Looking at the money flowing away, the smiling Maitreya's heart was bleeding.
"That … Hero Xiao Chen, the money has been transferred. Can I go now?" After the transfer, the smiling Maitreya asked cautiously. He prayed in his heart that this evil god would quickly drive him away! Otherwise, he did not know if he would lose a lot of money.
"Well, I received it. You are welcome to spend again next time!" Xiao Chen received the text message of the transfer. Seeing that the smiling Maitreya was anxious to escape, he grabbed his shoulder and said with a smile, "Wait! What's the hurry? I'm a little hungry. You go and make me a bowl of knife-shaved noodles! I want a big bowl. "
"Wh … What? I still want to eat knife-shaved noodles? I don't know how to do it! "The smiling Maitreya said with a bitter face. He was going crazy. He thought that it would be over after giving the money. He did not expect Xiao Chen to fantasize and ask him to make knife-shaved noodles. What is he doing?
"You don't know how to do it? Do you dare to lie to me? Are you trying to trick me into not learning Chinese well? Let me tell you, this young master is a straight-A student in school. Everything I say or do is awesome! If you don't know knife-shaved noodles, how can you call yourself a knife-shaved Maitreya? Hurry up and do it! "Xiao Chen slammed the table and glared.
"Okay … okay." The smiling Maitreya nodded helplessly. He secretly complained in his heart. How can you be a top student and a top student? Do you know how to count? Besides, isn't knife-shaved noodles the nickname you gave me? It's obvious that you are scamming me!
However, the smiling Maitreya only dared to think about it in his heart. He absolutely did not dare to say it out.
"Come, Brother Xiang, Senior Gu, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Sit down and have a drink!" Xiao Chen greeted them enthusiastically and turned to the smiling Maitreya, "By the way, knife-shaved noodles, are your disciples idle? Ask them to be waiters. Hurry up! "
"Oh …" The smiling Maitreya was preparing to knife-shaved noodles. Hearing this, he had to respond gloomily. He went to wake up the Joyous Clan disciples with a black face.
After waking up the disciples, the smiling Maitreya went to the kitchen. He wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but after thinking for a while, he remembered that the Flying Star Sword was still inserted in the head of the old Daoist Dian Long. If Xiao Chen chased him with the flying sword, he would definitely not be able to escape.
However, he could not stay. He did not know how to make knife-shaved noodles at all! If he did not do it well and provoked Xiao Chen, then his life would probably end here. Xiao Chen was simply a devil who killed without batting an eyelid. In just half a day's time, his two senior brothers had fallen into his hands.
He remembered that he and his senior brother had chased him into a sorry state. Now the tables had turned, and it was finally his turn to suffer.
In desperation, the smiling Maitreya had to find a disciple who knew how to make noodles and sent him to cook knife-shaved noodles. He hid in a corner and secretly called the head of the Joyous Clan to report the current situation to him.
After all, his senior brother and the old Daoist Dian Long had died in the hands of Xiao Chen. He had to inform the head of such a big matter.
The head of the Joyous Clan was speechless after hearing it. He was extremely shocked by Xiao Chen's strength. For a moment, he could not think of a suitable way to deal with him. He could only instruct the smiling Maitreya to act according to the circumstances. It would be best to find a chance to withdraw and then consider other things.
"Great Hero Xiao Chen, it's all thanks to your help today. I'll remember this kindness! If you need my help in the future, just let me know as soon as possible. Our Greenrock Sect will definitely go through fire and water for you without hesitation! "After settling his master on the bed, Zheng Xinxiang cupped his hands at Xiao Chen gratefully.
He did not expect Xiao Chen to be so powerful. With just a casual move, the problem was solved, and he had regained the territory of the Greenrock Sect.
"It's nothing. It's just a small effort!" Xiao Chen waved his hand and said with a smile, "Just call me Xiao Chen. I'm not a hero. With our friendship, you don't have to be so polite."
Zheng Xinxiang smiled honestly and nodded heavily. He was not good at speaking, so he could only remember this gratitude in his heart.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly and handed the bank card to Zheng Xinxiang. "Brother Xiang, you keep this money! Buy some tonics for Senior Gu and renovate the Greenrock Sect. This should be enough. "
"Ah? How can I do that? I'll just take back my 200 million. As for the 500 million that was transferred later, it's yours. You've already done me a big favor. How can I ask for your money again? "Zheng Xinxiang quickly waved his hand and refused.
He still understood this etiquette. After all, he had already asked for the money for him. How could he accept another share? Even if Xiao Chen took away the 200 million, he would not have the slightest complaint.
"You are treating me like an outsider. Moreover, I came to the Greenrock Sect this time mainly to help Senior Gu treat his illness. Dealing with the Smiling Maitreya is just a matter of convenience, so you should accept this money!" Xiao Chen did not care about Zheng Xinxiang's refusal and directly stuffed the card into his hand.
"This … well, then thank you, Xiao Chen … thank you." Zheng Xinxiang glanced at Gu Chongyi and found that he nodded slightly at him. He did not say anything more. He thanked him and accepted the card.
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