Chapter 1542: Count money

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The emperor Jin Wuhuang's eyes froze, and the cold mang in his eyes flickered, knowing that the other party was extortion, but he did not dare to order an attack on the spot. Although the eighth prince was scrambled out, it was his child.
He thought so, but the eight Jinwu saints beside him didn't think so.
That was your child, and our child. My children and grandchildren died a long time ago, and they still died because of the prince. Now the people in your family live well. Why?
The eyes of the eight Jinwu Dasheng are blood-red, murderous, and they are quite ready to kill the past. They have lost their loved ones, and they have lost their proper reason, whether you are emperor or not.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Jin Wuhuang immediately threw out a storage bag and the speed was slipping.
"That's right!" Ye Chen raised his hand and took the storage bag.
"I haven't let go of my son yet." The emperor Jinwu chuckled coldly, sprinting in a step.
"I'm in a hurry, let me count." Ye Chen shook his head and didn't worry. "This is the money to support the elderly, but it can't be reduced, and I will live by it in the second half of my life."
In this sentence, he amused the Quartet. When he saw Ye Chen had come to count one by one, he could not help but sighed, "The family was destroyed, and 80% of them were stimulated."
"That's 90 million credits. It's really easy to get this money." There are also some people who are jealous, mostly touching their chins, and secretly tying two on secret roads.
The emperor Jinwu watched quietly, and did not block it. He passed on the message to Jinwu Dasheng, "It can destroy so many people in Jinwu at the same time and smash the major branches of Jinwu at the same time. World, my Jinwu money is not so easy to get. "
Although Jinwu Dasheng was angry in his heart, he still heard the Quartet. Even if he wanted to settle accounts with Prince Jinwu, he had to wait for the redeemer to say that this is not the place to settle accounts.
"Ninety million source stones, this piece counts to the year of the monkey." The emperor Jinwu was not in a hurry, but the Quartet was in a hurry. They came all the way, not to watch the money.
"If it's so urgent, then it won't count." Ye Chen immediately clapped his hands, closed the storage bag, and flew out the Prince Jinwu with one kick. "The prince of your family, take it away."
"My son." The Emperor Jinwu was about to bring the eighth prince back to him. The prince was frightened. He had always been high and respected and honoured. He had never seen this scene before. He was scary.
"The first one is redeemed, then the second one is redeemed, and the third one is redeemed." Ye Chen waved his hand constantly, offering a series of runes, and in each rune, One person was released, all Jinwu ethnic elders, quasi-sanitary king of Qingyishuier.
"Anyway, they are all quasi-sacred kings." The four sides were all surprised and looked at the mountain top with a strange look. "How many people did this old man catch Jinwu?"
"Where is the ransom? This is the naked extortion." Grinning came and went.
"One ten million, hey, redeem that first." Ye Chen revealed two rows of snow-white teeth and smiled at Jin Wuhuang. "You Jinwu have money, and don't look down on these small money."
The Jinwu Emperor and the Jinwu Great Saints did not speak anymore, but stared at Ye Chen with red eyes, murderous raging, and the vast mountains formed ice with an inch of speed visible to the naked eye.
They can see that the other party is naked and naked extortion. They are extremely sure that after redeeming these, there are still more, and there are still many, each of which is 10 million. What a huge number, although Jinwu is strong , But can not stand such consumption.
"Save me, my emperor save me." Those bound Jinwu Zhunsheng kings were screaming at their lives and looked at Jinwu Emperor with pleading eyes, and their lives were in the Emperor's hands.
"Everything is a waste. If you die, you will die. Come and take down the king." Prince Jinwu was furious and yelled, but went directly over the Emperor Jinwu and ordered the monks to attack.
"Who gives you the power." The Jinwu Great Saints were all angry, only because of the actions of Prince Jinwu, made them chill, as the Prince of the Jinwu tribe, it was such a disregard for the life and death of the tribe.
"Elders, you can see that he is blackmailing my Jinwu tribe." Prince Jinwu smiled coldly. "My grand Jinwu tribe cannot tolerate others."
"That's not because of you." The Jinwu saints are all overwhelming, they want to go mad, they all want to smash Prince Jinwu with one palm, "Jinwu tribe is deadly and wounded, and they end up in this way, all of you are harmed. Such words really chill the Jinwu people. "
"You ....." Prince Jinwu's complexion was drunk with words, his stubborn face suddenly twisted, gritted his teeth like a demon, and it was horrible.
"Enough." Jin Wuhuang snorted, the majesty of the emperor appeared, his face ugly.
"That man is so good!" In this scene, the Quartet sighed and said, "Not only has it struck the Jinwu tribe, but it has also divorced the relationship between the prince and the elders, which is really clever."
"Retribution, it's all retribution." Many people laughed and clamored in secret. "When the Ye family was killed, it should be thought that today, the unscrupulous killing, the gods are angry!"
"I was here to ransom, not to come here to quarrel." Ye Chen drew her ears. "In a word, if you do n’t give money, if you do n’t give it, the old man Kola will go home and cook soup."
"It's my own gift." The expression of Emperor Jinwu was surprisingly calm. As he spoke, the world was buzzing and turbulent, but when he saw the four sides of the southeast, northwest, and northeast, there were stout beams of light sticking into the supper, forming a party, The whole vast mountain was covered, no one went out.
"Fengtian enchantment?" The older monks narrowed their old eyes, seeming to recognize the enchantment.
"Big courage." Ye Chen couldn't help glancing at it, recognizing the enchantment. When the forest was flooded earlier, Kun Peng and Jin Wu were the enchantment, so that he could not escape.
"Let people go." When Ye Chen watched, the emperor Jinwu threw out storage bags, each of which contained 10 million source stones. He had made up his mind, no matter how many Jinwu people there were in Ye Chen. He will redeem them one by one, at no cost.
Once the clan was redeemed, he would not hesitate to order an attack. Since the other side is the deity, then he did not want to escape the vast mountain, and the money he collected was spit up a lot.
"I'll say it! Jinwu people are rich." Ye Chen was very conscious and took away the thrown away storage bags, and all the people in front of him flew over.
Next, the goods began to be put out one by one, and the eyes of the Quartet were straight.
The Emperor Jinwu was too lazy to drink, and gave birth to the money, and gave money directly, one by one, the storage bags flying all over the sky, waiting to redeem all the people, venting his anger.
"He is so fearless and fearful, he must have planned." Seeing that Jinwu Emperor did not take the source stone as money, several big Jinwu dashengs spread their voices and no longer quarreled with Prince Jinwu.
"If the king doesn't believe it, he can escape this heavenly enchantment." Jin Wuhuang gave a cold voice and kept giving money. "I don't care how many of his accomplices, he must die today."
"Give it free, why don't you." Ye Chen was glad to receive it, and he would not be polite. He came to kill Prince Jinwu and didn't expect much money, but because the emperor Jinwu wanted to give it, don't give it away, and chopped Prince Jinwu. Take the money, turn your face and go dry Gan Peng.
The next picture is enough to hang the sky, Ye Chen voluntarily releases people, Jin Wuhuang consciously gives money, Ye Chen releases people quickly, Jin Wuhuang also gives money to thieves.
The most ridiculous thing is that the two people never said a word from beginning to end, they said tacitly.
The Quartet swallowed, swallowing liters after liters, "10 million in a storage bag!"
"What is the use of money?" Many old guys have beards and beards. "The Jinwu tribe has sacrificed the heavenly enchantment. Even if there is more ransom, he can't take it. The Jinwu tribe's money is not easy to take."
"It's so calm, what exactly does he rely on?" Too many people wonder, "No matter how many associates, they can still do 100,000 monks, and the money can't be sent out. What does the old man think?"
"Only one of the entire clan was destroyed. He suffered a blow, and his head is not good enough?" The young monk said meaningfully. "If he dies, the Ye family will be absolutely dead."
In the debate, Ye Chen gave away the last meat ticket, pretending to helplessly spread his hand, "This time it's really gone. If you want to redeem, the old man will tie up a few more days."
"Are you sure?" Jin Wuhuang stared at Ye Chen without squinting, his momentum was rising.
"People are gone, but there are two copies of the gift." Ye Chen smiled and printed with one hand.
With his seal, those who were previously redeemed, except for the eighth emperor Jinwu, burst into blood mist one after another, and even the Yuanshen died out.
hiss! The Quartet air-conditioned collectively, and the look of Ye Chen's eyes changed accordingly. This man was crazy. This man is a lunatic. He didn't plan to go back this time!
Looking at Jin Wuhuang and others, their eyes were highlighted at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and their pupils were shrunk to the size of a needle tip at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
Not only the Quartet did not expect, even they did not expect, Ye Chen actually cast a curse in the Jinwu people's Yuanshen. The ridiculous thing was that their group of great saints had not been found.
The redemption is not fake, but the difference between this redemption and non-redemption has become a mist of the sky.
Just a short while before, someone was still in a bun, Ye Chen's sleeve flew out of a storage bag, and it fell from the air. Under the attention of everyone, the storage bag burst.
Immediately, in the sky, the rain was pouring, and in the bursting storage bags, one corpse fell out, and the other one was piled up on the top of the vast mountain, all of which were Jinwu people, and piled into mountains.
Then, it was a ten-foot-long white cloth, which landed on the corpse mountain piled up by the corpse, and carved these seven characters with blood: Blame your prince.
The picture was bloody, shocking, and red, and the hearts of the Quartet were awkward.
"Jinwu tribe, these two gifts, you still like them." Ye Chen laughed through the heavens. "You do n’t need to thank your husband, thank you for your prince. This is all thanks to him."