The devil respects the generation guide, and my sentinel loves brainstorming.

Ning Zhiyuan picked his ears.

I just had earwax covering my ears, causing auditory hallucinations.

He asked: "How much did you just say?"

Yu Weining said calmly: "One hundred million."

Ning Zhiyuan showed a fierce look on his face, licked his lower lip and smiled evilly: "Don't worry, I'll make sure they spit it out! Jie Jie Jie."

Calculate it as low as 1.5 million, and try to see if you can blow up more than million.

In the past few months since the guide and Yu Weining got married, the measurement unit of money has skyrocketed.

From yuan to ten thousand to hundreds of thousands to millions to tens of millions to hundreds of millions.

Next Monday he will take back everything that originally belonged to Yu Weining!

Yu Weining listened as Ning Zhiyuan counted on his fingers how many crystal stones he could buy for 100 million.

There was a faint smile on his lips.

Life was ordinary and good—not so good for the person being robbed.

"Are you cute, are you from Senmo?"

Qian Xin was eating the grilled sausage that he snatched from a child. He was beaten for no apparent reason and one of his front teeth was knocked out.

Ning Zhiyuan wore a mask, sunglasses, and a dazzling royal blue wig. He put his hands in his pockets and looked down at Qian Xin, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"I've been a little short of money lately, so I asked you to borrow a few bucks to spend some time."

Yu Weining's eyes fell on the side of the guide's face, thinking that these words were so smooth.

"I have no money!" Qian Xin insisted, his wandering eyes scanning the silent man.

He was surprised and suspicious: "Is it you? Yu Weining! It's illegal for you to rob!"

Ning Zhiyuan reached out and pinched Yu Weining's chin and looked around. He was wearing a mask, sunglasses, and hat, so his face was completely covered. How could anyone recognize him?

Ning Zhiyuan spoke, his tone full of confusion: "He said your name is Yu Weining? We have known each other for more than ten years, haven't you always been called Li Goudan?"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Qian Xin's eyes.

Ning Zhiyuan squatted down and patted Qian Xin's face with his gloved left hand.

He said in a sinister tone: "Don't compare yourself to me. Either you pay, or I sell you to the black market and you're worth a lot of money."

Qian Xin trembled, obviously frightened.

"How much do you want for your cuteness?"

Ning Zhiyuan stretched out a finger.

Qian Xin secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I only have 10,000 yuan, will you leave some for me as food money?"

"Ten thousand yuan?" Ning Zhiyuan shook his finger: "I'm sorry, I said 1000 million."

Qian Xin's eyes widened and he denied it: "I don't have that much money! You can't even sell me for so much money!"

Ning Zhiyuan clicked on the auction prices of the organs of the living sentinels on the black market to show him.

"As a rough estimate, it can be sold for 1500 million. I'll give you 30 seconds to think about it. If you can't make up your mind, I'll contact someone."

Qian Xin swallowed the water in fear.

"I really didn't..."

"Okay, I'll help you find a buyer."

Ning Zhiyuan didn't hesitate and started making product links on the black market in front of Qian Xin.

He took a photo of Qian Xin and prepared to upload it.

Qian Xin was really scared now. He kept saying: "I'll give it to you! I'll give you all my money!"

Yu Weining used Zuo Qianhuan's black market trading account to randomly place a virtual product with a price tag of 1000 million. He sent the product link to Ning Zhiyuan.

Ning Zhiyuan understood: "Go to the black market website and take a photo of this link."

It's over, he won't get his 1000 million back.

Qian Xin was desperate.

If you trade on the black market, it will be difficult to find the other party's information through the transaction number.

Calling the police is of little use.

Staring at Qian Xin taking pictures of the payment, Ning Zhiyuan quickly clicked on Qian Xin's account balance.

"Oh, there are more than 100,000 left."

Qian Xin's face turned pale: "I also want to eat..."

Ning Zhiyuan: "Don't go to work?"

Qian Xin hesitated and said: "I work in... class."

He had so much money, it was impossible to go to work.

Ning Zhiyuan nodded: "That means he didn't go to work."

He raised his eyes and looked at Yu Weining.

Yu Weining shook his head. He only wanted to return the share he didn't ask for in the first place, and had no intention of forcing people to a desperate situation.

Ning Zhiyuan looked away and stood up with his hands on his legs: "The green mountains will not change and the green water will flow forever. We will meet again in the future."

The two waved their sleeves and took away 1000 million, leaving Qian Xin hugging himself and crying.

"He still has a little more than 1000 million. Your calculation is really accurate. If he comes to you a few years later, he won't even have 1000 million left."

Ning Zhiyuan sat in the passenger seat and lowered the window. He half-closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, obviously in a good mood.

While waiting for the red light, Yu Weining's eyes crossed the tip of Ning Zhiyuan's nose and landed on the raised corners of his mouth.

"There are still a few who are not in the imperial capital. I will take you on a trip during the holidays."

Ning Zhiyuan clasped his hands together: "I hope the holiday will come soon."

Yu Weining laughed softly: "I hope so too."

Ning Zhiyuan rested his arm on the car window and turned his head to look at Yu Weining: "To be honest, you are really a combination of a bully and an old scalper."

"You have worked so hard to do the task. I used to share the money with others and now all the money is spent on me, but you can rest assured that the money you spend on me will never be wasted."

He will definitely let Yu Weining live as long as the bastard.

Yu Weining: "Money is not a waste as long as it is spent on you."

Wow, since when did he, the golden pig, become so good at talking?

The two people sold 6 virtual goods in one morning and earned 7200 million yuan.

Ning Zhiyuan became numb from the excitement at the beginning. When the money came to a certain level, he would lose the concept of numbers.

Ning Zhiyuan cooked a big meal and had a delicious meal.

He stroked his round belly and stood at the door of the kitchen watching Yu Weining wash the dishes.

Yu Weining: "I have a few friends who are planning to start a business."

Ning Zhiyuan: "Looking for investment from you? As long as the person is reliable, you can invest."

Yu Weining wiped the water off his hands and turned around: "Reliable, I want to discuss with you how much investment is appropriate."

Ning Zhiyuan knew nothing about this: "Just look at how much they need. It's your money anyway."

Yu Weining took a few steps forward. There was only an arm's length between them. He lowered his head and looked at Ning Zhiyuan: "It's our money."

Ning Zhiyuan patted him on the shoulder: "Fortunately you met me. If you had met a money-grubbing liar, he would have fled the country long ago."

He's so sincere, just showing off his evidence and treating people with all his heart.

Yu Weining shook his head: "I can tell whether you are a liar or sincere."

Does Ning Zhiyuan believe it?

Ning Zhiyuan didn't believe it.

With so much money, don't let others share it. No one with any brains can do such a thing.

It's okay, from now on, he will protect his golden pig bully.

Yu Weining: "Let's have dinner with them this week and let them meet the investors."

Ning Zhiyuan pointed at himself: "I am an investor."

I didn’t expect that one day he could be someone else’s father.

It's pretty cool just to think about it - assuming they actually make money.

After Yu Weining sent Ning Zhiyuan to school, he returned to Sentinel Academy to train Thorn Tou.

Thornhead:......

I have never suffered so much in my life.

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Xianyu: Well, sincerely, Yuanyuan sincerely treats you as a golden pig.