Chapter 1352: The young master of the demon clan is skinned again today 27

Chapter 1352 Is the Young Master of the Demon Race Skinned Again Today? 27
Taozi watched the frustrated Burning Demon Venerable walk out of the mahjong hall gate, leaning in front of Tianmiao, and whispered: "Young Master, that is Burning Demon Venerable, I am asking you everywhere today. I am not dead and want to fight for the position of the Demon King!"
"He can't beat my father, and Wu Lu can't beat me. Don't worry. I don't think his current mind should be in the fight for the throne." Tian Miao smiled unpredictably.
"Ah? What do you mean?" Momoko blinked and couldn't understand.
"Wu Road." Tianmiao waved to Wu Road.
"Ah, young master, what's the matter?" Wu Lu won three little cabbage chickens today, happy in his heart, and walked to Tianmiao happily. Jiang Yi had praised him before, saying that he was the most talented person in mahjong he had ever seen, and he had made rapid progress, and he could not be seen as a novice at all. Let him practice skills again and fight them later. Shi Yang, Ke Yuan, Jiang Yi, but ranked one, two and three in mahjong hall masters, look forward to playing mahjong with the three of them!
"I will give you three months' salary in advance. As for the bonus, it depends on performance." Tian Miao said kindly.
"Huh?" Wu Lu looked puzzled. Why did the young master advance his salary? He didn't need the money.
"You will use it. But don't reveal where the money comes from." Tianmiao smiled in a mysterious manner.
Wu Lu looked dumbfounded, but finally happily took the salary that Tianmiao had advanced to him and went home.
As soon as he walked through the gate, he was pulled aside by his grandfather.
"Lu'er..." Burning Demon Venerable had a flattering smile, and he was interrupted by Wu Lu just as he spoke.
"Just tell me what's the matter." Wu Lu knew that his grandfather called him so, he must have asked him, so don't rectify these falsehoods and just say not to waste time.
"Um, how much is your pocket money? Can you borrow from your grandfather?" Ran Mozun asked embarrassedly.
"Yes, how much do you want?" Wu Lu stared in surprise. Is the young master an unknown prophet?
"Not much, just..." Burning Demon Venerable said a number. It's Wulu's monthly salary.
Wu Lu directly gave it to Burning Mozun without saying a word.
For the next two days, Burning Mozun asked Wulu to borrow money, and the figures were all Wulu's monthly salary.
In his heart, Wu Lu cast his ground on the five bodies that the young master worshipped. He finally knew why the young master had to pay him an advance. His feelings knew that his grandfather had lost a mess, and he needed to borrow money to make a profit.
However, Burning Demon Sovereign did have a talent for playing mahjong. After paying tuition for four consecutive days, he started to win money on the fifth day. Then I went to the mahjong hall to report on time every day, and went out early and returned late all day.
In fact, the Demon King has been paying attention to Burning Mozun. From Burning Mozun's ambition back to the king's city to Burning Mozun's daily addiction to Mahjong, the mood of the devil is very complicated.
Originally thought that he would usher in a turbulent battle for the throne, but his own insignificant soldiers solved everything perfectly.
What else can he say?
In the future, I am afraid that he will be the greatest demon in history, right?
Burning Mozun was also full of emotion at this moment.
This young master is too simple!
He has heard too many rumors about this young master in the Mahjong Hall these days.
The young demons in the royal city have basically been hammered by her! Only more ruthless, not the most ruthless kind of hammer.
but! ! !
None of these demons hated her, but all of them loved her very much! They all like to lean in front of her, and these are very happy to be able to say a word to her.
It's... incredible.
That is why ah?
Burning Mozun couldn't understand.
(End of this chapter)