Wang Ling rarely took the initiative to make friends, and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal could be considered one of the few friends he had made in his sixteen years.
This was Wang Ling's subjective affection for Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal. For example, this True Monarch had an overflowing sense of justice all year round, as well as a death-seeking spirit of shouting to expel evil spirits at the slightest disagreement, and taking the initiative to find fault with him. There were also some rather mysterious things … such as the immortal fate that cultivators often talked about.
Wang Ling had once calculated his and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's immortal fate, and it was actually seventy percent compatible! This was also one of the main reasons why Wang Ling had acknowledged Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.
However, even though his immortal affinity was seventy percent, he still couldn't escape the fate of being tricked by Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.
As the saying went, good friends were meant to be tricked, and good brothers were meant to be sold … Wang Ling felt that this was absolutely true.
Three years ago, after Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had tricked him into becoming Old Li's Taoist spell consultant, Wang Ling had had less contact with Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal. Who would have thought that because of the stone ghost mask this time, Wang Ling and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal would somehow form some kind of connection.
Wang Ling felt that this was the legendary immortal chance at work …
Or rather, it could be said that it was an ill-fated relationship …
…
…
After setting a time with Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, the doorbell of the Wang family's villa rang at an inopportune moment.
Using his spiritual senses, Wang Ling immediately knew that the two men in sunglasses and suits from Landscape Manor had come again …
Moreover, this time, the "sincerity" that the man in the suit brought was no longer a narrow suitcase, but a huge suitcase that could fit an adult …
The two men in suits very consciously changed into shoe covers at the door, then bowed deeply to Father Wang, who had come to open the door. "Hello, Mr Wang!"
Father Wang, on the other hand, was deeply shaken by this suitcase in front of him. "…"
If it was filled with cash, it would be at least 30 million …
"After the friendly negotiation with Mr. Wang last time, after we returned, the manor lord gave us a harsh lesson. Therefore, this time, we are even more sincere than before to negotiate with Mr. Wang again. " The two men in suits gave professional smiles that were a little fake, and Father Wang couldn't help trembling when he saw them.
At the same time, Father Wang also noticed a problem, and that was that the two men in suits this time were armed with swords. The swords dangling from their waists made Father Wang a little concerned.
Father Wang glanced in the direction of Wang Ling's bedroom. At a time like this, there was a tacit understanding between father and son, and he was well aware that Wang Ling had definitely noticed them. He wasn't at all worried that these two men in suits would do anything to him.
"Senior Immortal," Wang Ling said.
"Mm … come in." Father Wang made an inviting gesture.
"Wang" Wang "to Wang" to "Of Wang" of of Wang to, Wang "and" Senior "to Wang to" to "to", "Wang" and "Senior" of "," "to" of "" Senior "to" "to" to "to" to "of".
Seeing that the box was about to be opened, Father Wang hurriedly gave Mother Wang a look and pulled the old man, who was watching TV, upstairs. Old people loved to let their imagination run wild, and even Father Wang himself couldn't help getting restless at the sight of these stacks of cash … Thus, Father Wang was very worried that the old man's dementia might be triggered by a heart attack before it could be cured.
The two men in suits were also very tactful, and only opened the box after Mother Wang had helped the old man upstairs.
When the box was opened, the bundles of ten thousand yuan in cash directly spilled out and scattered all over the floor.
Father Wang's eyes couldn't help twitching when he saw the stacks of bright red cash inside. To be honest, apart from Zhao Dehan's private villa in a TV series, this was the first time Father Wang had experienced this much money so directly.
"Here is forty million." The men in suits looked at Father Wang. "Mr Wang, what do you think of our sincerity this time?"
Father Wang pursed his lips; he was actually a little tempted. In any case, it was just a tattered mask to Father Wang, and it didn't matter if he sold it. But Father Wang was also well aware that Wang Ling definitely had his own misgivings about keeping the mask for himself and not selling it.
That was something that even his own son Wang Ling was apprehensive about …
Father Wang leaned back on the sofa and crossed his legs. He minded his own business as he lit a cigarette and took a deep drag, exhaling smoke directly onto the stack of cash. "This mask is my son's, and he's already resting. I can't make the decision. "
The two men in suits understood.
Father Wang's meaning was already very clear, even though he was using Wang Ling as a shield to tactfully refuse. Although he was using Wang Ling as a shield to tactfully refuse, what he was saying was one thing: he didn't want to sell it!
The two men in suits clenched their fists, and one of the taller men suddenly put both hands on the coffee table and looked straight at Father Wang. "Mr Wang, I hope you will carefully consider this. After all, you're just an ordinary family, and your wife is just a housewife who doesn't have much income. Your father has Alzheimer's disease, and it's hard to guarantee his livelihood. In addition, there's also your son who's only at the Foundation Establishment stage … Even if you're a popular online writer, you probably won't be able to earn that much money even if you work hard for the rest of your life, right? "
The man's words were full of threat.
Standing in the bedroom, Wang Ling heard every word clearly.
Given Landscape Manor's background, which wasn't any weaker than Huaguo Water Curtain Group, it definitely wouldn't be difficult for them to investigate the Wang family's assets. Regarding this, the Wang father and son pair were already mentally prepared for it.
Father Wang pushed up his black-rimmed glasses. "Can I interpret this as coercion?"
"This stone ghost mask is something our master must have, so I hope Mr Wang can fulfill his wish. I believe that apart from our Landscape Manor, no one else will be able to pay such a high price, "the taller man in a suit replied.
Then, the man smiled and gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist. "Of course, if Mr Wang refuses to come to his senses, we don't mind using other methods …"
The moment the man in a suit gripped the hilt of the sword, Father Wang could already feel spiritual pressure pressing down on his shoulder. But very quickly, this oppressive feeling disappeared, because almost the same instant the man in a suit released his spiritual pressure, Wang Ling in the bedroom also released his aura, which attached itself to Father Wang's body …
Then, something happened that made the two men in suits sweat profusely!
He was clearly just an ordinary middle-aged man at the Qi Refining Stage, but what the two men in suits didn't expect was that the man's aura was rising continuously. An overwhelming spiritual pressure suddenly came back, pressing down on the man in suits like a collapsing building.
Oh my god!?
Then, the two men felt their knees buckle uncontrollably, and they couldn't even stand straight …
… This! How was this possible?!
According to the group's investigation, this Wang Jiao was only at the Qi Condensation stage! How could he instantly suppress two late Golden Core cultivators? F * * k! Liar! … This guy was definitely a Nascent Soul big shot!
The two men in suits felt a sense of oppression from Father Wang that they had never felt before!
Father Wang's gaze shot straight out of his black-rimmed glasses like a pair of demonic eyes of death, and it made the two men's legs go soft. Little by little, they sprawled on the ground, and even their black sunglasses directly shattered …
Ten seconds later, the taller man in a suit said with difficulty, "… Big brother, I was wrong! If you keep staring at me, I'm going to pee! "
On the other side, the shorter man in a suit wanted to cry but had no tears. "F * * k! I've already peed, what do I do?! "
Father Wang: "…"
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