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Cockscomb clamped its crotch, frantic for a while.

The body is disabled, and the heart is hard to strengthen.

Hearing what he meant, is he really going to return this ancestral Miao*dao to himself?

What should I do?

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have brought it out at all!
"My name is... My name is Tao Bao." Ji Guantou replied with a bitter taste.

Lu Ping asked: "What's the relationship with Jack Ma?"

"No...it's okay! My surname is Tao, and his surname is Ma." Tao Bao explained with a blank face.

Lu Ping nodded seriously: "Taobao, your name is really nice. It's really a fate to meet you today, and I really found a treasure. Let me tell you about Taobao, I have carefully looked at your Miao*knife. Great knife, a real heirloom. Like you said, priceless."

Tao Bao emphasized: "Of course, I told you just now that this saber is my ancestor...my ancestor used to be a third-rank guard with a saber, the person next to the emperor. This Miao*dao..."

He whined a lot.

Lu Ping asked: "Since it is a priceless treasure, why did you think of it and give it to me?"

Um?Who gifted it to you?

robber!

Tao Bao quickly said: "Boss, let me discuss with you, you give me back the knife, I will exchange it with money, can I exchange money?"

Lu Ping sternly refused: "No exchange! I have no idea about money, so I just like this knife."

Tao Bao said: "But it...it is really useless in your hands, it...it is the historical honor of our Tao family, and...and a symbol, in your hands, it is actually no better than scrap iron... almost .”

"Bullshit!"

Lu Ping snorted coldly.

Then he stood up abruptly.

Tao Bao was startled, what did he want to do?
Lu Ping walked up to Tao Bao, asked him to stretch out a hand, looked at it a few times, and said, "Stand up your palm!"

Although Tao Bao didn't understand, he did it anyway.

Before he could react.

I saw Lu Ping holding the Miao* knife, dancing wildly at his hand.

Brush brush brush brush!
Sword and sword shadow!
Tao Bao's face turned green from fright.

When he looked down, he was not well.

Nima, did you make a mistake?

The nails on all five fingers were cut off?
This is too unbelievable, right?What kind of precision and control does this require?

"Do you still dare to say that your knife is useless in my hands? Tell me, is it useful?" Lu Ping asked back.

Tao Bao said thrillingly: "It's useful, it's so useful, you...are you still human?"

Lu Ping frowned: "How dare you scold me?"

"I mean...I mean...you are a god, you are a god! You are a sword god!" Tao Bao hurriedly exclaimed, "I'm afraid... I'm afraid my ancestors are still alive, and I dare not... It is impossible to cut off all the nails on the hand without hurting the fingers. You... have you practiced a knife before? What kind of knife technique did you practice, so powerful?"

Lu Ping emphasized: "You don't care what kind of sword technique I practice, I just ask you, is it worth giving me your ancestral Qianniu knife as a gift? Is there a sense of happiness that Maxima found Bole?"

Happiness?
Tao Bao didn't know where this so-called sense of happiness came from.

Where does the sense of happiness come from when the treasure that is passed down from one's own family becomes someone else's?
It's a sense of loss.

It's a feeling of hatred.

But he didn't dare to speak out, but nodded with humiliation: "You... you can use it first, then."

Lu Pingdao: "From what you mean, do you still want to go back?"

Tao Bao wept sadly: "The main reason is that I can't explain to my family. This knife is...I stole it out to play, and I didn't say hello to my family."

"Then I don't care! I'll leave you a call later, and remember to send me the scabbard." Lu Ping talked nonsense to him again, and turned to see that Lu Kun had already sorted out the knives, guns and sticks that everyone had lost. He looked at himself expectantly.

He was asking God for forgiveness.

The other people were also shocked when they saw the scene of Lu Ping cutting his nails with a knife.

They had been squatting on the ground for a while, and their legs were numb from squatting, and no one dared to change their feet by themselves.

This man is horrible.

To deal with such people, I am afraid that we must use aircraft and cannons.

The power of human beings seems to be powerless to him.

"Brother Kun, it's your turn, transfer the money." Lu Ping sat down again and said to Lu Kun.

Lu Kun asked in a daze, "Turn... what account are you transferring?"

Lu Ping said: "One hundred million! Didn't it be settled just now? Why, do you want to renege on your debt?"

"No, brother." Lu Kun nodded and bowed his head and said, "Just now... what we discussed was... that we wanted you to pay us [-] million yuan. Did you forget?"

Lu Ping frowned: "What? I'll give you [-] million? Do you dare to ask for it?"

Lu Kun hurriedly said: "No, no more. Brother, why don't we...I have a dinner tonight to apologize to you, and these three people on the ground, they...they are all at your disposal, I will never With a wink."

The three still kneeling there.

Chen Junfeng.

Sun Zhe.

And the bearded chef.

They had already lost all feeling in their knees and lower legs.

His face also became as pale as white paper.

They thought Brother Kun would be able to turn the situation around and vent their anger for themselves.

But the reality is that not only did Brother Kun not get angry, but Brother Kun and the tough guys he brought were all dealt with by the other party.That's not to mention, even Brother Bao's ancestral Miao*knife was snatched away by others.

Bad luck.

How did we meet such a powerful person?

Lu Ping said with a look of disdain: "Who cares about your meal, you low-ranking hooligans, are you qualified to eat with Lu Ping? Look in the mirror first! One hundred million is enough, and one cent can't be less .”

Lu Kun grimaced, and said with a wry smile: "One hundred million...really...really not that much. Why don't you charge less, for one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand, I'll transfer the money immediately. This... there is another way, I ...I'll get you a membership card for our coffee shop, and you can charge 20 on it... No, 100 million, you can spend whatever you want, don't you think it's okay?"

Lu Ping said angrily: "Fuck it! I still drink your coffee? Look at the stinking behavior of your employees, the hygiene is not up to standard, and the service service can't keep up. Why am I here?"

Lu Kun said: "I'll let... I'll let them change it! The sanitation should be cleaned, and the service should be upgraded."

"No." Lu Ping said impatiently: "Just negotiated in advance [-] million, or money, you choose!"

Lu Kun's face turned green even more: "I...but where can I get [-] million, I really don't have this...so much money."

Lu Ping asked: "You still dare to deceive me, right? Did you say a word before, you said, 'Brother Kun, I have worked hard for so many years, and my worth is only [-] million yuan.', I ask you, you said Did you say that?"

Lu Kun looked back, and he really said it.

Nima, why am I saying this?

Isn't this selling yourself?
"Brother, I did... I did say it. Actually... In fact, what I said just now was bragging." Lu Kun racked his brains to minimize the loss, so he said miserably: "I Relatively prodigal, the money earned is either used for cars, or bought a house, or...or fucked with a woman, I really have no money..."

As soon as Lu Ping raised his hand, he placed the Thousand Bull Sword across his neck.

"I have! I have! I have [-] million! I will give it!" Lu Kun immediately changed his words.

Lu Ping took out his mobile phone: "Then hurry up and turn it on, I have to go back to work! If our boss counts me as absent from work, you will also be charged for it!"

Lu Kun looked distressed: "No... I can't transfer it, I can't transfer it now."

Lu Ping asked back, "Why?"

"The money...the money is not in the card now." Lu Kun explained: "I...have bought wealth management products, and they haven't expired yet, so the money...the money can't be transferred back."

Lu Pingdao: "How much money did you buy?"

Lu Kun said: "Nearly one hundred million, more than ninety-nine million."

Lu Ping frowned and said, "That's not enough!"

Lu Kun quickly said: "Enough is enough, there is still income, plus the income is a surplus of [-] million."

"When will it expire?" Lu Ping asked again.

"There is... a month or so." Lu Kun was careful this time and deliberately reported more time. In fact, the wealth management he bought expired the day after tomorrow.

In this way, at least there is room for buffering.

Maybe it will be able to turn the tide.

Lu Ping said: "Did you lie to me?"

Lu Kun swears: "No cheating, no cheating! After one month, I promise... I promise to collect [-] million yuan."

"No, I think your eyes are wrong, I have to check." Lu Ping urged: "Open your mobile bank and let me take a look."

Um?Miscalculated?
Lu Kun looked confused: "Look...how do you look...I..."

Lu Pingdao: "Open your financial management page, and I'll see if the money is enough and when it's due."

"This... this..." Lu Kun didn't expect the other party to be so rigorous, and seeing that he was about to reveal his secrets, he simply admitted: "Just... I remembered wrongly just now, I remembered wrongly, it should be... it should be two days away It's due. Two days later, I...I promise to send the money."

Lu Ping took the blade of the knife and stuck it on his face: "I warn you, playing tricks with Lu Ping is not a fun thing, the risk will be great, you have to think clearly."

Lu Kun quickly expressed his opinion: "Don't dare, dare not."

"Okay, your business can come to an end." Lu Ping turned on the phone screen, looked at the time, then looked up at the crowd of hooligans squatting in front of him, and said to Lu Kun: "These people also You can't come in vain, and those who see it will have a share. You are the boss, and I will give you a task to fine them all, and let them go."

Lu Kun tentatively asked: "The fine... How much is the fine?"

Lu Ping stretched out a finger: "After all, they are also victims, so charge less, 1000 million will do."

1000?

Is this called charging less?
Everyone kneeling on the ground was about to cry.

Money is a good thing.

But compared to life, money is a bastard.

Therefore, Lu Kun's collection work went smoothly, and in a short while, more than 900 million were counted.

There are still 60 unaccounted for.

Lu Kun walked up to Tao Bao with the cockscomb head, and said to him, "There is still a shortfall of 60, you come out."

Tao Bao said innocently: "Brother Kun, I have already contributed an ancestral Miao*knife. It is a priceless treasure. Why do you still ask me for money?"

Lu Kun emphasized: "Didn't you see it? This is a new round of fundraising, and it has nothing to do with your indiscretion."

Tao Bao shook his head: "I...I have no money."

Like Lu Ping, Lu Kun threw a machete across his neck.

So the 60 came together.

1000 million.

It was quickly transferred to Lu Ping's account.

Moreover, Lu Kun also gave Lu Ping a "[-] million" IOU, with the repayment date marked on it.

"Okay, you have to remember that I, Lu Ping, don't really want your money when I collect your money." Lu Ping still didn't forget to explain to everyone: "Just like the traffic police department for violating regulations, fines are just means. The purpose is to make you repent and rehabilitate, and stop doing things that violate the law and discipline. So, my original intention is to let you abandon evil and do good, understand what I mean?"

Everyone shouted: "Understood."

But actually, what do you understand?

It's the first time I've seen such a magnificent robbery.

But no way.

This guy is too powerful, and a dozen of them together are no match for him.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten.

Add a word: If you lag behind, you will be robbed.

Nima, it was planned to rob him at first, but in the end he was robbed instead... One can imagine the feeling.

Afterwards, except for Lu Kun, his cronies and friends all fled away.

Lu Ping said to him: "Go, call out that border guard, she has avoided it for a long time, does she want to stay in the toilet?"

Soon, Bian Huhu was brought back by Lu Kun.

Bian Huhu looked at the empty coffee shop, with a puzzled look on his face: "People... where are they? Where are they?"

Lu Ping said: "Everyone went back to their respective houses, and each went to find his own mother."

"You...you...they didn't do anything to you, did they? You...why do you have a sword in your hand?" Bian Huhu leaned forward in a daze, and looked at Lu Ping's whole body carefully.

Lu Kun's face was waxy.

What about him?We all nearly lost our lives!
"This is a knife, not a sword. That's enough, the blind date at noon today is over, and I'm going back to work." Lu Ping walked out of the coffee shop as he said.

Bian Huhu followed suspiciously.

what?
At this time, a surprising discovery made Bian Nuhu's heart suddenly cold.

But Lu Ping was walking, and suddenly turned around and came back.

What is he doing?
Bian Huhu had a complicated expression on his face, and when he looked at Lu Ping, he was no longer as infatuated as before.

Lu Kun, who was sent out, was startled.

Ancestors.

What else are you going to do?