Chapter 103: You will thank my 8 ancestors!

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Hearing this, the old man in Chu's hands did not hold the cup securely, and fell to the ground and cracked.
"Should be beaten! Change the demon tendons of two Qipin monsters?"
The old man Chu Chu is very excited!
I want to know that over the years, through the relationship between the family and the mentor, he has also collected four Qipin monsters.
Although there are still a lot of distances from the twelve demon tendons, but ... one more demon tendon represents one more point of hope for his strength.
"You need to know that the magic tendons I need are not the ones that were cut off from the monsters after death. Such monster tendons have lost their vitality and cannot be transplanted to me ..."
The old man Chu Chu picked up a tea cup and said lightly, "The demon tendon that the old man needs must be drawn alive from the demon beast, and then immediately stored in Mithril ..."
"Since I can find Chongyang No. 1 Middle School, it is difficult for Chu to think that I don't know these?"
Wu Zhongjianhua was relieved when he saw that the old man Chu was really excited.
However, the old man Chu is indeed the old man Chu, and immediately sat down and started to price: "It can be. But two demon muscles are not enough, at least four."
Zhong Jianhua frowned, wondering: "Chu Lao, don't you not know the magical tendons of these seven monsters, but how difficult it is to pull them out alive. Even my ancestor, for so many years , There are only two ... "
"Do you think the old man would believe your ghost talk? Zhong Laogui almost became an old antique of the emperor. As long as he is willing to take the shot, let alone four. There are also eight ways and ten ways ..."
The old man Chu Chu squinted his eyes and formally entered the bargaining stage, "Do n’t you know what I do? The old life of Zhong Lao Gui is near. But the second generation of your Zhong family cannot even get a shot ...
As soon as this word came out, Zhong Jianhua's face became even more awkward.
Indeed, this is the biggest dilemma of the Zhong family at present.
As one of the martial arts families in Fujian and Vietnam, the ancestors of the Zhong family were warriors of an era with the Yuan emperor, and even lost one vote to the later "huanghuang" when they were running for the emperor.
After his death, the ancestor Zhong retired to Rongcheng and lived a low-key for hundreds of years.
In the past 100 years, the Zhong family has indeed produced a lot of great masters.
It is a pity that in the accidents and battles, the masters of the Zhong family mostly fell.
Now, in the past ten years or so, the Zhong family did not have a master or master of seven grades except Zhong Zhongzu.
I was most likely to break through to Grandmaster Zhong Jianhua, but more than ten years ago, the old man from Chu cut off a vein and recuperated for more than ten years, but he stayed at the peak of Liupin and could not break through.
It is precisely for this reason that the relationship between the Zhong family and the Chu family was originally good, but it deteriorated sharply.
After more than ten years of old death, there is no way to go. Now Zhong Zhongzu has come forward, and he is willing to use Yaojin to exchange an opportunity with the old man Chu, to see if Zhong Jianye can break through the realm of master.
"There are too many demon tendons, Chu old, let's take a step back. How about three demon tendons? This is the greatest permission my ancestor gave me ..."
Zhong Zhonghua hesitated for a while before finally saying.
The old man Chu smiled and immediately agreed: "The deal! Hehe ... He was beaten for a short while. The old man's face ... is not valuable. However, it can be said beforehand that Zhong Jianye's kid can break his heart Knot, it has nothing to do with me! "
"Chu Lao rest assured. We Zhongjia, this credibility and weight are still there, regardless of success or failure, Chu Lao walked with us to Rongcheng, three Qipin demon tendons saved with Mithril, handed over!"
After Zhong Zhonghua finished speaking, he made an inviting gesture.
"If your Zhong family has a lot of weight, do you have to remember to hate the old man for such a small thing for more than ten years?"
The old man Chu Chu murmured with a smile and asked, "Let's leave now? So hurry? Didn't you bring the little dolls from Rongcheng No. 1 to inspect?"
"Those are trivial matters, and compared with my brother's heart, nothing is too much. Chu Lao, please ... I have arranged a special plane ..."
After speaking, Zhong Jianhua took out her mobile phone and sent out a short message that had been prepared.
Twenty minutes later, the old man Chu heard a roar of helicopter propellers from the top of the building.
"Fuck his mother! Your old Zhong family is wealthy and arrogant ..." Chu old man cursed with a smile.
After a while, the two took a helicopter and headed straight for Rongcheng.
Uh ...
On the other side, in a warehouse not far from Chongyang No. 1 Middle School, Huang Wenbin was nervously experimenting with the "evolutionary formula" for five people, including Huang Mingfeng and He Min.
He injected Nirvana reagent into their bodies for several days.
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"Ah! My body is so uncomfortable ..."
"Huang Wenbin, what exactly did you give us? Why ... I think my body is about to explode ..."
"How do you feel there is a fire in my stomach, when will it be okay ..."
Uh ...
The twenty-five people were all fastened and tied by Huang Wenbin, because after Nirvana injection, the body would suffer extreme pain.
I may even lose my mind and commit self-harm.
Therefore, Huang Wenbin must be prepared to respond.
But under extreme pain, where can the five people understand what Huang Wenbin did, his hands and feet could not be moved, they tried their best to insult Huang Wenbin in order to vent their physical pain ...
"Huang Wenbin! I swear to you eight generations of ancestors, you are sadistic and deliberately come to abuse us ..."
"I don't want your bad money! Let us go ... I'm so uncomfortable!"
"Why Huang Wenbin, why is it so uncomfortable? Why don't you say beforehand, there is a kind of you let me go ... I will definitely unload you ..."
"We've all been deceived. He's going to kill us, we'll die ... So uncomfortable! Let me go ... let me go ..."
Uh ...
In the face of this, Huang Wenbin chose to put on headphones very sensibly and play a piece of leisurely music.
His gaze was in the direction of Chongyang No.1 Middle School, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Ha ha! After today, you will thank my eight generations of ancestors ..."
Uh ...