I have the fairy medicine book

Chapter 441
He snapped his fingers, and a vortex appeared faintly in the air.

The billowing cyclone stirred up, and the abandoned spirit who stuck his head into his flesh and blood noticed something, and suddenly raised his head.

Wang Yuchuan yelled at it, and the abandoned spirit hurriedly stretched out its paws to cover the corpse it hadn't finished eating, squatting on its hind legs, retracting its neck, and showing a willful expression on its face like a child.

Of course it doesn't want to go, the food here is so plentiful, only fools are willing to go back to the land of bardo to suffer from hunger.

Wang Yuchuan glared at it, and his gaze became sharp.

Awed by Wang Yuchuan's majesty, the abandoned spirit could only obey Wang Yuchuan's orders. It carried the uneaten corpses on its shoulders like big bags.

His legs briefly accumulated strength, jumped up, drew an arc in the air, and accurately jumped into the vortex, and the vortex immediately disappeared.

Wang Yuchuan got into a nearby car, sat in the driver's seat, turned the car key, and started the car.

He lowered half of the car window and hooked his fingers to call Wang Renfeng over.

Wang Renfeng bowed and stood beside the car door, respectful to Wang Yuchuan as always: "What, let's wrap it up briefly, you can go back and prepare to leave for the Valley of Immortals."

"Mr. Wang..." Wang Renfeng finally wanted to fight for it again, but Wang Yuchuan's face drooped: "There's nothing to say about this, just do as I say."

"Yes, Mr. Wang."

Wang Yuchuan raised the car window, put the reverse gear on, released the clutch, and stepped on the accelerator.

The rear of the car slammed into the bumper of the car behind, half of the bumper was hanging on the front of the car. Wang Yuchuan glanced at the rearview mirror and sighed that his driving skills were really bad.

Successive frustrations made his heart rage. He took his hands off the steering wheel and sat in the car for a while to calm down. Finally, he slapped the steering wheel as if venting, raised his elbow and smashed the car door, angrily Get out of the car.

Wang Renfeng looked at him in a daze, and Wang Yuchuan held out his hand cheekily, "Do you have any cash in your pocket?"

"Yes, yes." Wang Renfeng took out his wallet and took out two hundred-yuan bills. After hesitating for a moment, he still handed the two hundred-yuan bills to Wang Yuchuan.

Wang Yuchuan was not the kind of person to take advantage of his subordinates. He took out a gold brick and threw it into his hand like a magic trick.

"I'll pay you back." Wang Yuchuan put the cash in his pocket, took a taxi by the side of the road, and left gracefully.

Wang Renfeng lowered his head and glanced at the gold brick in his hand, which weighed almost ten kilograms, and raised his eyebrows. He exchanged 200 yuan for a gold brick. It was really worth the money.

He shook his head helplessly, holding a gold brick in his hand, and called the "cleaner".

Ten minutes later, a small truck with the words "Dongfeng Cleaning" spray-painted on its body stopped in front of him. The leader was a Russian who spoke in an authentic Beijing style.

His employees got out of the van that came next one after another. They were all about 1.8 meters tall, tall and thick Russian men in black leather jackets.

Wang Renfeng threw a gold coin to the team leader. This gold coin was issued by the Marco Polo Hotel and was specially used for internal transactions.

With this gold coin, you can stay at the Marco Polo Hotel and purchase various room services provided by the Marco Polo Hotel, such as purchasing weapons and ammunition, and purchasing information.

"Brother, I've been very angry recently." The team leader raised his hand to take the gold coin in his hand, and said in a teasing tone: "This month alone, I have done business with you more than ten times."

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Wang Renfeng lit a cigarette, took one or two puffs, and puffed out a stream of milky white smoke from his nostrils: "By the way, help me sell all these cars. As per the old rules, you can smoke a hundred Ten out of ten."

"It's easy to say." The team leader readily agreed.

At the same time, the taxi driver pulled over at the fork near Aoyu Bar. He turned his head and looked at Wang Yuchuan with an apologetic expression.

"Brother, or you can get off here, the road ahead is too crowded, and I can't get out within half an hour after I go in."

Wang Yuchuan didn't make things difficult for him, he paid the fare, pushed the door and got off amidst the taxi driver's repeated thanks.

Standing on the fork in the road, he looked up at the huge signboard of Aoyu Bar that almost touched the clouds, and couldn't help clicking his tongue.

Wang Yuchuan put his hands in his pockets and slowly crossed the road.

Luxurious cars roared past him, and they were all heading for Aoyu Bar.

From a distance, he saw that the square in front of Aoyu Bar was full of cars. Almost every car here started with a starting price of one million. Cars with a price of less than one million were too embarrassed to park here. They were only worthy of parking on the side of the road to eat the traffic police. ticket.

People who consume here are either rich or expensive.There are mostly young people, and the female companions they bring are either supermodels or celebrities.

Wang Yuchuan came over on foot, he was simply an outlier among outliers.

Not surprisingly, before he reached the gate of Aoyu Bar, he was stopped by two doormen.

The sentence that people with disheveled clothes are not allowed to enter, directly made Wang Yuchuan unable to fix it.

What?What is disheveled?Do I have to buy a tie to dress up?
Just when Wang Yuchuan was struggling with where he was, a man in big underpants and a mink coat on his shoulders walked past him. Wang Yuchuan was amused, and pointed at the man's back: "He Isn’t it disheveled? Why? Maybe he can enter but I can’t?”

The doorman didn't even bother to explain. Isn't this obvious?They are disheveled, but they are rich and can burn hundreds of thousands here in one night.

Aoyu Bar is open for business, no matter what, we can't drive the customers out, right?
And you?You are disheveled, you are a pauper, and you have less than 200 yuan in all your clothes. Isn't telling you to go in to lower the grade of our Aoyu bar?

Although the doorman didn't say anything, the discrimination was clearly displayed on his face.

Wang Yuchuan knew that he had done nothing wrong, but he was simply unhappy with his upturned attitude.Out of nowhere, he wanted to have a fight with the doorman.

"The so-called disheveled clothing does not allow entry, it actually means that only rich people can enter, doesn't it?"

The doorman didn't answer, it was a tacit agreement.

Wang Yuchuan nodded, suppressing his temper and asked: "Okay, can you cash in gold here?"

"Can it be..."

Wang Yuchuan interrupted him: "Let's just start? Ge Laozi, stop talking nonsense."

The doorman was extremely surprised, what?Against gold?The two doormen looked at Wang Yuchuan up and down with interest, as if they were looking at a clown.

Wang Yuchuan smiled, and while the two doormen were waiting to see his jokes, he was also waiting to see the two doormen's jokes.

"Okay, then you take out the gold first, I want to see how much you can exchange." One of the doormen said jokingly.

(End of this chapter)