Urban Cultivation Evil

Chapter 405

In the end, Ye Tian did not refuse Li Fuqiang's request.

After all, he has no reason to refuse.

Because Li Fuqiang's salary was very high, so high that a poor boy like Ye Tian from the mountains had never seen so much money in his life.

Cultivation is an extremely financially consuming thing, and Ye Tian certainly needs a lot of money now.

Although Li Fuqiang didn't say it clearly, from his few words, Ye Tian also understood that the identity of the other party must be unusual.

Ye Tian didn't believe that he annexed Jiangzhou's Iron Fist Gate with the word "dog" in such a muddle-headed manner. Ye Tian didn't believe that the headquarters of Iron Fist Gate would ignore it after the news spread.

Since he had the opportunity to meet even more powerful characters, Ye Tian was naturally happy.

The matter was quickly finalized. After two days, Ye Tian went to Jeju on his own, and Li Fuqiang would wait for Ye Tian in Jeju.

Before leaving the villa, Ye Tian also taught Mu Bai a secret to practicing calligraphy: work hard and work hard!

Mu Bairu got the treasure, and respectfully sent Ye Tian away.

Ye Tian didn't let anyone see him off. When he left the villa, he didn't see half a figure except for a few puddles of blood outside the villa. It was obvious that their corpses had been disposed of before.

Moreover, even Cao Guorang didn't see it. It should be that Cao Guorang had left after waking up.

It is already early morning.

The night wind is a little cool.

Ye Tian took a deep breath, feeling that tonight's experience was too unimaginable.

Now that even Li Murong has become a dog under his command, in Jiangzhou, he might really be able to walk sideways in the future.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Ye Tian felt in a good mood.

The tiger baby soon landed on Ye Tian's shoulder and croaked twice.

Ye Tian tilted his head and glanced at it: "Why, did you find anything special in the villa?"

Huwa nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

"What discovery?" Ye Tian hurriedly asked.

"Besides those calligraphy and paintings, there is also a woman." Hu Wa explained honestly: "However, I think that woman's appearance seems a bit resentful. That woman is beautiful, but she looks dissatisfied with her desires. Speaking to myself, according to my observation, that woman may have been a widow."

"Fuck, how do you know?" Ye Tian almost jumped up.

This tiger baby was just a child when he died, even the widow knew it, where is your innocence?

Huwa seriously explained: "It's very simple. The woman muttered to herself that she seemed to be Zuolong's woman before, but was offered to Li Murong by Zuolong. Although Li Murong accepted it, but I've never touched her before, isn't this a living widow?"

Ye Tian suddenly widened his eyes.

It seems that some have figured it out.

Ye Tian had already noticed when observing Li Murong's face before that this Li Murong seemed not interested in women.

In other words, it is very likely that he has a woman in his family to cover up his heart.

Otherwise, how would the rest of the Iron Fist Sect feel when they knew that their majestic sect master had turned out to be a psychopath?

interesting!
Ye Tian nodded slightly, it seemed that he would have more bargaining chips to blackmail Li Murong in the future.

Even if he dared to disagree with him, when he didn't want to be his dog anymore, as long as he took out this bargaining chip, he would still obediently wag his tail at him.

Unknowingly abducted out of the villa area.

Ye Tian came to the intersection and wanted to take a taxi back.

However, now that it is the dead of night, it is not easy to get a taxi.

Just as he was thinking about whether to ask Li Murong to send him a car, a piercing sound of an engine roaring suddenly came from afar.

"Damn, is there another young man racing?" Ye Tian frowned slightly, and looked up in the direction where the voice came from.

Seeing this, Ye Tian's eyeballs almost fell out.

Not far away, I saw a van rushing towards me as if on drugs.

That speed is definitely more than two hundred yards.

Ye Tian was still very familiar with that feeling.

"Why is this similar to the feeling when I was racing with a van?"

While he was in a daze, a figure suddenly sprang out from the grass by the roadside.

The figure was extremely fast and rushed directly towards the van.

The van didn't seem to expect that there would be people here at night, so it braked immediately.

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground sounded quickly, and then the van veered in one direction, narrowly passing the figure that suddenly jumped out.

The figure fell to the ground.

However, from Ye Tian's point of view, the van didn't touch that figure at all.

"Did you faint from fright?" Ye Tian was taken aback for a moment, and just about to hurry over to have a look, he saw a person had already jumped out of the van.

She turned out to be a slim beauty.

Ye Tian was taken aback when he saw the slender beauty, but with the moonlight and the dim light, Ye Tian recognized it at a glance.

That beauty is none other than Nalan Qingcheng.

"Fuck, what's going on tonight?"

Ye Tian felt that tonight's painting style had completely changed.

The first is the master of the Iron Fist Sect who is obsessed with calligraphy.

After that, it was Mu Bai who worshiped himself as his teacher.

Now even the beautiful president of the dignified Yitian Group came out to wander around in a van.

What's happening here?
Nalan Qingcheng obviously didn't notice Ye Tian, ​​and quickly ran to the fallen figure, and asked eagerly, "Are you okay?"

The figure wailed, as if killing a pig: "Oh, I don't have eyes for driving at night!"

"Look, my legs were broken by you, what should I do?"

"Hurry up and lose money! Ouch, Ouch, it hurts me to death!"

The man's voice was so loud that even Ye Tian could tell that the man was absolutely not injured, and he was also very strong.

Touch porcelain?
In just a moment, Ye Tian judged that that guy must be a Punch.

There are many villas in this area, and it is night, many rich people will drink and drive.

Although the risk of touching porcelain at this time is extremely high, the benefits are often very objective.

Thinking of this, Ye Tian couldn't help shaking his head: It seems that now you have to choose the right time to touch porcelain.

The Porcelain Man yelled, but he had already raised his head, and when he saw that what he had touched was a van, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

This is a place where luxury cars gather, how can there be a van?

However, when his gaze fell on Nalan Qingcheng's face, an unusually bright light burst out from that gaze.

There is greed, and there is greed.

Do not!
Those eyes were completely filled with greed.

The Porcelain Man grabbed Nalan Qingcheng's arm, "Beauty, you look so beautiful, I never thought you would kill without blinking an eye! Tonight you only have two choices, either pay the money, or give yourself to me!"

While talking, the Porcelain man was still staring at Nalan Qingcheng's chest, swallowing his saliva in his throat.

That look, don't mention how wretched it is.

(End of this chapter)