At the beginning, Yiyi Shenhao: I can become stronger by spending money!

Radiant and glorious.

A beautiful bag appeared in Chu Yi's hand.

Rosemary?

Is this a god baby?

Then a voice came from the system, rosemary: colorless and odorless, which can make people fall into a coma and lose the ability to resist.

Rub....

Sweat pills?

Chu Yi was a little big-headed.

"This is no ordinary sweat pill."

A rare voice came from the system again: "This is a kind of sweat medicine that is unknown to the gods and ghosts."

"Isn't that sweat medicine?"

"I said that it's not an ordinary sweat pill, of course you can do without it, but you won't return it."

"Is this going to be forced to buy and sell?"

Chu Yi rolled his eyes.

Fifty Shenhao points to draw such a thing?

He felt a little lost.

But I put up with it.

After all, this thing may have unexpected results as a secret weapon.

Early the next morning.

After breakfast, Chu Yi had just arrived at the office.

Standing in front of the window and enjoying the scenery outside the window, he then thought about the next thing about Chujiang Group.

If the plan is correct, the 19 billion today should be in the hands of my mother, which should greatly ease the pressure on the Chujiang Group.

At

this moment, the door in the office was pushed open, and an old man walked in, it was Sun Ping.

"Mr. Jiang, hello."

He had already heard about the charity dinner, and he regretted that he didn't follow Chu Yi to see it.

"Here you are, sit."

Chu Yi waved his hand, and then threw the deciduous knife to Sun Ping.

"This..."

Sun Ping's old eyes couldn't hide the horror.

"For you, cultivate well."

Chu Yi didn't say much, but it made Sun Ping tremble with excitement.

This is a martial art with internal strength and even chemical strength, and the price...

"Mr. Jiang, I'm afraid this is too precious, I..."

Chu Yi waved his hand: "Since you follow me, this is what you deserve, not to mention that I still have things for you to do."

"The old man will do his best."

Sun Ping put away the deciduous knife, and secretly decided in his heart to follow Chu Yi with all his heart in the future.

After all, there are not many bosses like this.

"By the way, do you know that kind of person who stretches out his hand on the rivers and lakes?"

"What does Mr. Jiang mean?"

"The Zheng family."

Chu Yi slowly came to the window and stretched: "That old thing is competing with me, I think I should give him a little color."

"If you have anything to do, just tell me."

Sun Ping hurriedly stood up.

"I need a few masters to go to the Zheng family, give them a little color to see, it's still the old rule, break one of their legs for one million, break one of Zheng Hai's legs for one hundred million, you just do it."

"If you need money, please contact Liu Ping at any time, remember not to be afraid to spend money,

100 million?

The corners of Sun Ping's mouth twitched slightly.

He seemed to see the tragic situation of Zheng Cheng's legs being broken.

"Questions?"

"Mr. Jiang, don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter for you beautifully."

Sun Ping patted his chest and promised.

"Well, go ahead."

Chu Yi nodded and smiled, and slowly looked in the direction of the Zheng family.

Now that the Wang family has been seriously injured, the Zheng family should not be destroyed, but I don't know how long they can last.

.........

The early morning sun shines on the entire city.

The crowds on the streets gradually increased, and the whole city seemed to be rejuvenated.

The news that someone wants to target the Zheng family is slowly spreading in the city like an undercurrent.

This made everyone in the Zheng family feel angry and uneasy, after all, the old family master Zheng Hai was injured last night.

And at this moment....

A guy who looked like a monk in cloth appeared at the door of Zheng's house.

"Who are you?"

One of the Zheng family's guards looked at the monk vigilantly.

"Amitabha, this monk came to Zheng's house to borrow something."

The monk folded his hands.

", hurry up..."

"Ahh

"Amitabha, one million in hand, I have to say that Master Jiang is the most arrogant donor I have ever seen."

After the monk finished speaking, he turned and left.

And the Zheng family exploded directly.

"Bastard!"

"What a bastard."

"How dare you provoke my Zheng family like this."

Inside the hall....

Zheng Cheng and the Zheng family looked at the Zheng family guards who had a broken leg, and they were completely angry.

"Head of the house!"

"What should I do?"

"Declaring war, Mr. Jiang, this is a declaration of war on our Zheng family."

"For many years, our Zheng family has never suffered such a great humiliation."

Many people in the Zheng family clenched their fists, looking like they wanted to go to Chu Yi desperately.

"What should I do?"

Zheng Cheng's face became solemn.

Even Zheng Hai is not Mr. Jiang's opponent, what can he do?

"Master Zheng!"

At this moment, a voice came from the door.

A stubby, warrior with a long knife on his back appeared at the door.

"Brother Liu?"

"Why are you here?"

Zheng Cheng's face was ecstatic.

The person who came was none other than Liu Chongtian, who was known as the mad swordsman.

Strictly speaking, the relationship between Zheng Cheng and Liu Chongtian is average, but they have intersected a few times when they were young, but Liu Chongtian's strength is quite strong.

"Of course, it's for Brother Zheng."

Liu Chongtian's voice was rough, and he put his body into the living room: "I heard that Brother Zheng Hai is in a little trouble?"

"Don't hide it from Brother Liu, it's true."

Zheng Cheng said sadly and angrily: "Our Zheng family doesn't know how to offend the person surnamed Jiang, and now he is deliberately targeting our Zheng family."

"I've heard about it, too."

Liu Chongtian nodded slowly: "I am also here for this matter today." "

Oh?"

Zheng Cheng's face was shocked.

"Brother Zheng, do you know how much money Mr. Jiang paid to deal with you?"

"How much?"

"100 million."

Liu Chongtian slowly turned his head to look out of the door, his eyes struggling a little.

"What?"

Zheng Cheng was shocked.

Suddenly, there was a cacophony outside the door.

"Can't wait any longer."

Liu Chongtian's eyes suddenly became firm.

"Huh..."

the long knife came out of its sheath behind his back.

"Brother Zheng, borrow one of your legs."

"Liu Chongtian, what do you want to do?"

Before Zheng Cheng's words were finished, he felt a chill on his legs.

"Poof..."A

stream of blood flew into the air.

"Brother Zheng, I'm really sorry, Mr. Jiang gave it too high, I can only borrow you a leg to use it."

Liu Chongtian's voice came, holding a bloody leg and rushing out the door.

"Ahh Liu Chongtian, you actually broke my leg, Lao Tzu wants to kill you.

Zheng Hai looked down and saw that one leg had disappeared, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he passed out directly.

By this time, there was chaos outside the hall.

"Liu Chongtian, put Zheng Cheng's leg down."

"Hurry up, put it down!"

"Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

"Liu Chongtian, those who see it have a share, you don't want to swallow it alone."

Liu Chongtian was surrounded by several people holding that bloody leg.

"Why?"

"This leg was obtained by Lao Tzu with his ability, and Zheng Cheng has another one on his body."

"If you have the ability, you can cut off the other one of him."

Liu Chongtian didn't love to fight either, and after slashing a few times, he turned around and fled into the distance.

Behind him....

A few people are in hot pursuit.