Chapter 30: Chongyang Black Market

Depressed!
When I came home, Xu Yan looked in the mirror, did he really look like he was eating soft rice?
Although Ms. Menghan is very beautiful, what does it matter to you?
Even if I really promised it ... it's not known, Xu Yan didn't want to eat that bowl of soft rice!
However, through a dialogue with Su Menghan, Xu Yan's gains were still great.
不仅 Not only did he know that this "blue sky society" was just a pyramid scheme, and he wanted to quickly promote the "cancer test" among civilians, while improving their own "cancer formula".
But none of this is needed by Xu Yan.
He has already martial arts and has a trace of controllable subconscious that can only move in the turbinate.
Wu Sumenghan told him that the warrior called this controllable subconscious "Wu Zhi".
The whole process of martial arts is to continuously expand your martial arts, and then use martial arts to follow the established line of "Budo Gongfa" to continuously apply the strength of qi and blood in the body to the bones of various parts for training .
This way ...
In Xu Yan's mind, a complete martial arts outline was formed.
The first step is to cultivate martial arts.
The second step is to practice the path of martial arts in [Budo Method]
The third step is to continuously train bones using martial arts and [Budo Method]
In simple terms, the cultivation of the next three martial artists is these three steps.
For each bone that is tempered, the upper limit of vitality that the body can hold increases.
Only after the 206 bones of the whole body have been tempered, can it be regarded as a Peugeot who has broken through to the fourth grade warrior.
现在 And now Xu Yan, the vitality that the body muscles can hold has reached the limit, only 47 points.
If he wants to continue to grow vitality, he must start to train the bones.
这么 "So, even if I do n’t have [Budo Kungfu], I can still train bones? As long as my martial arts can transport the blood of the body to the bones ..."
Although the saying is so, Xu Yan tried it very hard.
At present, his martial arts can only exist in the turbinate, and can only control the breathing of the two nostrils, and nothing else can be done.
"Will it be that my martial arts is not strong enough? Or ... hang it a few more times and try?"
I glanced at the outside living room, but Xu Yan found that my mother and mother had demolished the ceiling fan.
"Forget it! Martial consciousness has been born, and then experiencing the feeling of dying, it should not help me very much. When I arrive at school on Monday, I will ask the old man Chu."
这两 Xu Yan planned to stay at home for the past two days on the weekend. On the one hand, he tried to use martial arts to guide the cultivation of the body and bones; on the other hand, he also used the Internet on his mobile phone to learn more about the world.
As for the system's [report] function, Xu Yan also tried several rounds and found several features.
I seem to ...
The objects and events of this [report] must also be related to themselves or a phenomenon that they can contact and see.
举 If it doesn't matter, the report is invalid.
For example, when Xu Yan saw the crimes of some wanted scum warriors on TV, he immediately [reported] the system to report.
But it reminded that [reporting] was invalid, because although these warriors endangered the society, they had nothing to do with Xu Yan, and Xu Yan had not seen their criminal behavior with their own eyes.
炎 Xu Yan is not difficult to understand this [reporting] limitation of the system. Otherwise, he would directly get the information of criminals from all over the world this year, and report it one by one. The positive energy is not soaring.
You must know that the positive energy obtained by [reporting] is determined in accordance with the bad impact and consequences of the report object on society.
Like those reported by Xu Yan, they are all irrelevant small things in their own family, which have minimal impact on society, and most of the positive energy obtained is only single digits.
Saturday and a day passed without a wave.
My uncles and parents saw Xu Yan without exception, and knew that he had martial arts and gave birth to martial arts, so there was not much worry in their hearts, and they had returned to the factory to work normally.
As for the MLM organization "Blue Sky Club", parents also solemnly promised Xu Yan that they would never join.
The borrowed money was all returned, and the money at home was deposited in the bank card again.
Xu Xuyan was relieved to watch his parents live on a regular basis.
However, through the stories of parents, Xu Yan knew that they had even decided to borrow usury for the senior membership of the "Blue Sky Club".
to this end……
Xu Yan only remembered the first day of rebirth, Huang Wenbin let himself steal the advice of his father's money.
"Binzi was born again, so ... he must know that if he followed the historical development trajectory. After the parents used the money to participate in the blue sky meeting, it would lead to the serious consequences of ruining the family, so they will find a way to let me use it. Steal money to stop it. "
Despite these consequences, Huang Wenbin did not explicitly speak to Xu Yan, but Xu Yan combined with the identity of Huang Wenbin's rebirth, and guessed that one would be inseparable.
Uh ...
On Sunday morning, my parents went to work. Xu Yan was bored at home alone, and Huang Wenbin called.
"Brother Yan, come out soon. I'm downstairs in your house."
Huang Wenbin's voice was very excited, Xu Yan asked kindly, "Binzi, why go?"
"You will know when you come down. Take you to meet the world ... hehe!"
After finishing talking, Huang Wenbin hung up.
Xu Yan cleaned up and went downstairs to see Huang Wenbin waving at him in a taxi.
When he got into the car, Huang Wenbin took out a black bag directly, which contained twenty yuan and hundred yuan bills, which was exactly 200,000 yuan.
"Ten times return. Brother Yan, how is it? Brother I am so interesting!"
It turned out that Huang Wenbin went to redeem the lottery yesterday, deducting one million personal income tax and four million bonus.
The lottery center called for him to donate some money. Huang Wenbin was very digging, and he didn't donate even a dime.
Moreover, after Huang Wenbin got these four million, not all of them were deposited in the bank and took out 3.2 million cash.
Xu Yan looked at the three black suitcases on the car. One black suitcase was one million cash, a total of three million cash.
"Binzi, why are you doing this? Who are you going to hit with the money? You are so afraid of being robbed after taking so much money out?"
I do n’t know why, Xu Yan remembered some of the protagonists in the dog blood novels. When he was born again and made money, he used millions of cash to hit those who once looked down on himself.
Xu Xu Yan felt ...
Xi Binzi, Bacheng is also in this role.
However, Huang Wenbin smiled and said, "Come on! Brother Bin is not so old-fashioned, the money is ..."
He said, Huang Wenbin lowered his voice and whispered to Xu Yan: "The money was used for a while on the black market."
"What? The black market? What are we going to the black market? And, do you know where the black market is?"
I said so, Xu Yan knew it.
The transactions on the black market are pure cash transactions, and generally do not accept bank transfers and checks.
Of course, the transfer of anonymous bank accounts opened abroad is possible, but the key is that neither Xu Yan nor Huang Wenbin can have such a bank account.
and so……
Most people go to the black market to trade directly with cash.
"Go to the black market, of course, to buy something. We will soon use it, brother Yan ... Brother, I really plan to take you to fly this time, you listen to me."
I lighted a cigarette, and Huang Wenbin spit out the cigarette ring very pretentiously, as if the big guy said.
Saying "this time" in his discourse, he thought that Xu Yan couldn't understand, but in fact, Xu Yan could hear it, "this time" when Huang Wenbin was born again.
"Okay! Binzi. I bring you this feeling ..."
Xu Yan smiled, took another 200,000 in the black bag, and said, "Including this money, I paid you 20,000 yuan for the registration fee, and you paid me back ten times. And what you did for me , I will return to you ten times as well. Who makes us brothers? "
"Yep?"
Huang Wenbin's expression was slightly stagnant. He froze a moment, squinting his eyes slightly, and looked around Xu Yan with a doubt.
怎么 How does he feel that Xu Yan in front of him feels very different from Xu Yan in his memory!
I wasn't like a hairy kid at all, and when he talked, he revealed an old-fashioned feeling.
Don't ...
Is this kid born again?
In the heart of Huang Wenbin ~ EbookFREE.me ~, such a dangerous idea suddenly appeared.
I really don't know!
Since you can be born again, why not others?
Huang Wenbin was secretly shocked, but felt that his thoughts were a bit too absurd?
Where could it be so coincidental that he was born again and his good brother was born again?
I said again, if according to the original historical trajectory, Xu Yan jumped off the building and died a dozen days later, where did the opportunity come to be born again?
I must be thinking about myself, anyone can be born again, only Xu Yan cannot be born again.
Even if he is reborn, he has only been reborn from a dozen days ago to the present. He must know that his parents have been deceived by participating in MLM, and he would never be surprised when I told him to steal money.
After a rigorous logical analysis, Huang Wenbin felt that his brain was really clever, eliminating the possibility that Xu Yan might also be a rebirth.
It was only because of his own intervention that changed Xu Yan's fate, so when he looked at Xu Yan ... he felt a little strange, and that was normal.
Uh ...
I soon.
The taxi stopped at Crowne Plaza, a suburb of Chongyang. Huang Wenbin and Xu Yan each carried their luggage in their hands.
Save this money ... kinda heavy.
Xu Yan looked at it, even if his previous company was listed, he never really took so much cash.
"Hey! How is it? Yan Yan, how does it feel to be rich? But don't think that our three million is a big money. When you enter it, you won't be able to turn it over ..."
Huang Wenbin spit out his cigarette and looked at the Crown Resort in front, where the black market of Chongyang City is located.
Uh ...
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