People are weird, my girlfriend burned 100 million yuan for me

Chapter 21 What!Chen Jin is gone? !

"Ghost!!!!"

Boss Bai's pitiful screams pierced the night sky, and his heart was beating loudly.

He secretly swore in his heart that he would never do Guan Cai's business again next time!
Too scary!

Guan Cai didn't pay attention to these details, and she arrived at the cemetery in the blink of an eye under Wang Yi's "shrimp catcher" racing.

Now Guan Cai is humming a song while lighting the paper money in front of Song Mo's stele.

Green smoke curls.

"Brother Song, you said you don't want money, and you can't burn people."

"I thought and thought, you should still be short of a handy weapon."

"Dang-dang-dang! Hit the magic whip!"

"Daoist Yun'an said that this is the only weapon that has records and can harm strange things."

"I don't know if it can be used if it's burned to your side."

Listening to Guan Cai's chanting, Song Mo looked curiously at the paper that was burning fiercely in the flames and beat the magic whip.

This weapon was indeed mentioned in the Tianshi Mansion inheritance he received.

But it's just a few words, a legend.

As the flames of burning paper went out, Song finally opened his eyes in the high-end hotel room.

His original hut has been completely reimbursed, so he has no choice but to temporarily stay in the most upscale Ping An Hotel in Linhai City.

Song Zhong opened his eyes and subconsciously glanced at the bedside.

He found that in addition to the banknotes stacked neatly on the bedside, there was also an iron whip with a simple aura exuding metallic luster!
Song Mo reached out to pick up the magic whip and looked at it carefully.

It was found that the entire iron whip was integrated into one piece, but apart from the inscriptions on the whip, there was nothing surprising about it.

"However, it doesn't look very powerful?" Song Mo frowned and muttered in a low voice.

Holding the whip, he waved it gently in the air.

I never thought of going down with a whip, and the mutation suddenly popped up!

Thousands of golden lights suddenly erupted from the whip, shaking the entire hotel to the point of collapse.

The surrounding hotel residents all screamed under the whip.

The original white walls of the hotel have lost large chunks of wall skin, and under the wall skin are hidden white bones, filled with rotten flesh that exudes black air!
The lights of Ping An Hotel, which was originally a high-rise building, flickered amidst the shrill screams!
In broad daylight, the Pingan Hotel lost all its previous grandeur and luxury under a whip. Instead, it revealed a dilapidated and dilapidated scene between light and dark!
From a distance, it looks like a huge ghost monster has suddenly appeared!

At this moment, Song Zhong also encountered a crisis situation.

With a light whip just now, he punched a big hole in the floor of his room!
With Song Zhong as the center of the circle, the floor of the hotel collapsed directly!
Song Zhong secretly thought it was not good, and urged Ruyi Bing Tie Shu to use the magic whip to support his body from falling into the black hole.

Unexpectedly, the black hole is bottomless, and even if the magic whip is stretched to the limit, there is no fulcrum!
In a hurry.

Song Mo only cared about grabbing the hot pot and holding it in his arms, then fell straight into it, and was whipped out of the big hole.

After Song Mo fell into the big hole, the hotel released a lot of resentment, which began to gradually spread outward.

In the blink of an eye, the weirdness of normal life around the hotel was aroused by resentment.

They all crawled towards the hotel and howled!

It's as if thousands of ghosts are worshiping Yama in hell, and the scene is out of control!
Thick resentment surrounded Ping An Hotel.

Amidst the overwhelming resentment, an arrogant male voice came.

"Noise, noisy, noisy, noisy?"

"Shut up, everyone, and give me some peace!"

As the voice fell, the screams of mourning and screams all around stopped instantly, and even the full of resentment dissipated.

The weird expressions around him gradually cleared up, as if they had lost their memories just now, and continued to do their own things.

at the same time.

From the ruins of the Ping An Hotel, a middle-aged man slowly walked out.

The luxurious clothing and aura all over his body are incompatible with the dilapidated hotel.

He stood next to the big dark hole, holding a calculator in his hand and constantly calculating the loss of the hotel.

Frowning from time to time, looking into the dark hole, as if waiting for the end of Song.

a long time.

There was a rustling sound in the pitch-black hole, and upon careful observation, a black shadow flickered in it.

"clang!"

With the sound of an iron hammer hitting the ground, an iron whip was stuck on the edge of the big hole.

Then, a strong arm covered with patterns climbed out of the cave!

It was Song Zhong who had just fallen into the big hole!
"Cough cough cough! Pooh!"

Song Zhong spat out dust in his mouth, stretched out his hand and threw the fluffy hot pot back to the ground.

And he jumped lightly, jumped out from the ground, and kept beating the dust on his body.

Song Zhong felt extremely depressed.

He didn't expect the magic whip to be so powerful, and it could create such a deep hole with just one swing!
It took a lot of time before he crawled out from the deep underground.

Looking at the messy room, Song Zhong felt helpless.

Are you born a beggar, unable to live in a house?

Last time it was a community, this time it was a hotel, or next time I can sleep directly under the bridge...

Just as Song Zhong was thinking, a pair of shiny leather shoes suddenly appeared in his sight, and at the same time, he heard an outspoken voice.

"Hello, sir, I am Bai Rong, the general manager of Pingan Hotel."

Song Zhong covered his forehead and rolled his eyes.

That's right, here comes the bill.

He smashed up the entire hotel by himself, and it must be a lot of money.

Song Mo looked up at Bai Rong in front of him, and couldn't help being amazed.

A fair, fat man with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.

His hair was combed meticulously, and his mustache curled up and down in a very funny way as his lips moved.

Especially the looming gold thread in the black tuxedo, and the domineering emerald green finger on the thumb, do not reveal the feeling of nouveau riche.

While he was looking at Manager Bai up and down, Song Zhong's eyes were dazzled and he saw the way Manager Bai died.

Through the blood-red picture, Song finally saw a big hand with a Buddha string pushing Manager Bai down from the tall building.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Manager Bai, good morning."

Song Zhong smiled and said to Bai Rong in front of him.

Not expecting to hear Song Zhong's greetings, Bai Rong pulled off the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.

The original elegant demeanor was gone, and a foul-mouthed swear word broke out.

"I'm a good hammer!"

"I have a good hotel, and you have turned it into this?!"

Song Mo's face was full of embarrassment. After all, he was the one who turned the hotel upside down.

If you deserve compensation, you have to admit it.

"Well, I'll pay, let's say the number."

Seeing Song Zhong's sincere attitude, Bai Rongcai looked much better, put on his gold-rimmed glasses again, and opened his mouth to speak.

"According to the damaged area, the cost of the overall renovation of the hotel, plus the cleaning cost, depreciation cost and the psychological loss cost of myself and the staff, totals 880 million."

"I'll round it up for you, 9000 million."

Song Mo touched his body and was suddenly stunned.

I didn't let Guan Cai burn the money recently, and the original huge sum was also turned into ashes in the gunfire.

Now, he is suddenly in a pinch...

"Well...do you think these are enough?"

Song Zhong smiled dryly and finally found a few bills from his pocket.

"You don't even have enough time to buckle down a wall!"

Bai Rong said with disdain, looking Song Zhong up and down, very doubtful whether Song Zhong could come up with the money.

Song Mo felt uncomfortable when Bai Rong looked at him, and he couldn't hold back his face.

I am a humanoid self-propelled AT machine in Linjiang City, you say I have no money?
Song finally felt insulted!
Dude, have you ever seen money raining? !
come!Close the door and let the gold master!
"Wait a minute, give me a minute."

Song Mo patted the fat white man in front of him, took out a Dream Enlightenment Talisman, muttered something, and stuck the Dream Enlightenment Amulet on his head.

at the same time.

In the real world, Guan Cai, who was sleeping, heard a familiar voice.

"I, Song Zhong, make money."

"One hundred thousand fire!"

Guan Cai sat up "teng" with a serious look on her face.

Brother Song is short of money?
Before she had time to dress up, Guan Cai called Wang Yan.

Not long after, Wang Nian's black car appeared in front of her.

"Brother Wang, go to Boss Bai's Mingpin shop."

As Wang Yi turned the steering wheel, the two of them appeared at the entrance of the Mingpin store.

Looking at the closed door, Guan Cai looked a little anxious, Song Ge seldom urged himself with urgency.

After pondering for a while, Guan Cai took out her mobile phone and called Zhang Yunan.

"Hello? Daoist Yun'an, I have something to report to you."

"Yes, it has something to do with the weirdness. I suspect that there is a weirdness hidden in a dark goods store."

"I apply to use part of the polling bureau's funds to compensate for the loss of assets of the parties involved."

"It's okay, just suspicious."

"Well, well, well. I'll write a report afterwards."

The drowsy Zhang Yun'an was a little confused.

The polling bureau was well-funded and it was just a store. It was burned down but the store owner made a profit.

It's just that he didn't understand why the shop used burned ones when investigating?

Hanging up the phone here, Guan Cai, who was standing at the door of the Mingpin store, stretched out her hand and commanded Wang Yan calmly.

"Brother Wang, get the gasoline out of the car and burn this store down for me!"

Soon, a raging fire broke out.

In the thick black smoke, Song Zhong looked at the Mingpin store in flames and couldn't help but smash the toothbrush.

Why is this crazy girl so rude...cute!
Here.

In the weird world, Song Mo opened his eyes again, and saw Bai Rong with a bad face chattering endlessly.

Song finally ignored it, and with a relaxed face, he moved a chair and sat a little further away.

"Don't worry, let the money fly for a while."

Guan Cai just burned the entire Mingpin shop, God knows how much paper money there is in it.

He didn't want to stay where he was, buried by money.

"Fuck!"

"This is……"

Bai Rong wanted to taunt a few more words, but he was interrupted by the rain of red banknotes just after he finished speaking!
Looking at the flying banknotes in the sky with a dull expression, he suddenly seemed to realize something and wanted to run out of the range of the rain of banknotes.

But it was too late, the rain of banknotes was thick and fast, and he was buried directly in piles of banknotes!
The pile of red banknotes surged into a wave of banknotes!
And Song Mo held his cheeks in the distance, watching the torrent of banknotes under his feet, thinking silently in his heart.

So much money was burned this time, how should I spend it?
How about... buy the Ping An Hotel?
The banknote rain lasted for a full 5 minutes, and there was no sign of stopping. It was still falling like a torrential rain.

Here.

After Bai Rong struggled to climb out of the pile of banknotes, his expression was dull.

The scene in front of him had a great impact on him.

He has never seen such a scene before. The feeling of being hit hard by money is really shocking and refreshing...

Afterwards, after looking around at the scattered banknotes, Bai Rong's eyes showed greed and pity, and now he was thinking about one thing.

It's just that after paying for your own hotel, there should be a lot of money left... How will the other party spend it? Will it be too much?

But when he thought that the money was not his own, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Under the ups and downs, Bai Rong knelt down in the pile of money in despair.

"Hey, Fatty Bai, wake up, do you want to sell Ping An Hotel?"

"Isn't it too much to buy you a safe hotel with this money?"

"If it's for sale, I'll buy your hotel."

"You save the rest of the money for me, and I will hire you as well."

Song Zhong thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think about what to do with the money. Should he move back?
It is better to buy this land and the Ping An Hotel to be rebuilt in the future.

Hearing Song Zhong's words, Bai Rong suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkling!

"Brother, no, boss!"

"From today onwards, you are the biggest and only boss in Bai's heart!"

Looking at Bai Rong with a flattering look on his face, Song Zhong felt a little funny.

"I still like your unruly look before, please recover."

"Okay, boss."

Bai Rong immediately stood up, poking his stomach and holding his head high.

Then he took out his cell phone and started calling enthusiastically to contact the construction team.

……

On the other hand, in reality.

Boss Bai of the Mingpin Store is feeling slightly sad now.

Because he received a big order today, he went to the bathing center to have his feet massaged after get off work.

In a state of ecstasy, he was awakened by the ringing of his cell phone in his sleep and learned that his small shop had been burned down.

When he hurried to the scene, he saw Guan Cai's familiar figure.

Watching Guan Cai command and control the fire, so as not to spread to other shops.

At the same time, he urged the man with facial paralysis to increase efforts in his own shop.

Boss Bai felt his blood pressure rising!

孽 孽!
Wool can't be squeezed by a sheep!

You can't let me go, can you, sister!

Boss Bai's eyes were red, his blood was surging, he just felt his head was foggy, and he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to fight Guan Cai desperately.

He figured it out, even if Guan Cai is really weird, he still has to fight her!

But as soon as Boss Bai approached Guan Cai, he heard the woman say something faintly.

"The polling bureau is handling the case and suspects that there is a strange thing hidden in your shop."

"All losses caused will be fully compensated, and the compensation will be increased by 30.00% on the original basis."

Boss Bai was stunned for a moment, then waved his arms with an extremely sad and angry expression!

"Yes! Brother! Burn it this way! There is a lot of paper here!"

"There's no fire here, hurry up! Light it up again! Don't let Weird get away!"

Boss Bai commanded with excitement, and even started to operate it himself.

Be sure to let your entire small shop be burned clean and in place.

It's not for the money, but mainly because of the sense of responsibility as a resident of the Xia Kingdom to catch Weird!

(End of this chapter)