Reborn with wealth that rivals the country

Soon after, Stanley Ho also slowly woke up.

Stanley Ho, who was extremely hungry, smelled the smell of hot pot and begged:

"Can you give me some food?"

Zhuo Ziqiang smiled and said: "You want to eat? OK! Buy it with money! A piece of meat, 100 million! How much do you want to eat?"

"Hahaha……"

The younger brothers all laughed arrogantly.

Being able to humiliate the top richest people in this Portuguese city like dogs, they just feel that they are so awesome!

Poor Stanley Ho, wrapped in a tattered suit, lay shivering in the dog cage, not daring to say a word.

Another half day passed.

Zhuo Ziqiang asked impatiently:

"Has the money arrived?"

Ji Zhengxiong said: "The He family paid 5 billion and said they were trying to make up the remaining money."

"Five billion? Do you think I am a beggar?"

Zhuo Ziqiang snorted coldly, picked up a machete on the table, walked to the dog cage, and forcefully grabbed one of Stanley Ho's hands.

Click!

"ah!!!"

After a scream, Stanley Ho's fingers were chopped off.

Suddenly, the pain was so painful that I almost fainted.

"Go and send these two fingers to the He family and tell them to give me 5 billion every hour!"

"Otherwise, I will first chop off this old guy's hands, then chop off his feet, and finally cut off his ears and gouge out his eyes!"

"good!"

Ji Zhengxiong casually threw two fingers into the plastic bag and told his men to go about their business.

At this time, Ye Guohuan was smoking a cigarette and pointed an ak at Chen Mo:

"Brother Qiang, what's going on with this guy?"

"He's just a little bumpkin from the Mainland. His total net worth is only 10 billion. His cash flow is so tight that he has several billion. He's so poor."

Zhuo Ziqiang said disdainfully:

"Chop it into pieces and flush it down the toilet!"

"ok!"

Ye Guohuan threw away the cigarette butt, loaded the bullet, pointed at Chen Mo and shot directly, without giving Chen Mo a chance to speak.

Bang bang!

Sparks flew from the dog cage, and Chen Mo curled up and barely dodged two shots.

The hairs all over his body stood on end at this moment, and he was covered in cold sweat.

Chen Mo had never felt that he was so close to death!

At this critical moment, Chen Mo's mind was racing at high speed!

He suddenly thought of the Tomb of the Living Dead where he had deceived Stanley Ho.

The location of the tomb is Burying Long Mountain.

And just in the past two days, a lightning strike disaster occurred in Zianlong Mountain that will go down in history!

The frequency is as high as 506 flashes per hour!

All the buildings on the top of the mountain were shattered by lightning!

Of the 197 tourists who went up the mountain, 196 died!

Only one tourist, wearing a rubber raincoat, managed to escape because of the rubber insulation!

As a result, Stanley Ho's ancestral tomb was destroyed and relocated.

This lightning strike event became the most terrifying lightning strike disaster event in astronomy!

Historically, this rare lightning disaster was called the "Thunderbolt Incident."

Not caring about so many things, Chen Mo opened his mouth and said:

"Wait a minute! I know how you can easily earn 100 billion!!!"

"stop!"

Zhuo Ziqiang directly told Ye Guohuan to stop.

He looked at Chen Mo with interest:

"I only give you one chance. If you dare to play tricks, you won't have a second chance to speak!"

Chen Mo took a deep breath and then said:

"The top of Portugal City is Burial Dragon Mountain, where Stanley Ho built his own Tomb of the Living Dead."

"Not only are there seven-star life-extending lanterns around the tomb, but there are also burial objects worth more than 100 billion in the tomb!"

"These funerary objects are all clean and easy to sell at any auction house in any country!"

With obvious disbelief in his eyes, Zhuo Ziqiang turned and asked Stanley Ho, "Is that so?"

Although Stanley Ho didn't know what kind of medicine Chen Mo was selling in his gourd, he acted very cooperatively and said, "That's right. If you don't believe it, you can send someone to the burial tomb on the mountainside of Burial Dragon Mountain to check. There are some burial objects inside."

Where is the part? All the funerary objects in Stanley Ho’s Tomb of the Living Dead are on the mountainside! There is no shit at the top of the mountain!

Zhuo Ziqiang turned his head and signaled to Ye Guohuan.

Ye Guohuan immediately said: "I will go and check it myself."

Two hours later.

It started to rain heavily outside.

Ye Guohuan and his younger brother came back carrying a large wooden box.

"Brother Qiang! It's true!"

"look!"

Ye Guohuan opened the box with a smile.

It is filled with all kinds of gold and silver jewelry, pearls and jade!

Under the light, it looks particularly dazzling and attractive!

"These things are worth at least 1 billion!"

Ji Zhengxiong was also breathing rapidly and said with greedy eyes:

"Brother Qiang, there are so many burial objects in the tombs on the mountainside, there must be more on the top of the mountain!"

"Huanzi, haven't you gone to the top of the mountain to have a look?"

Ye Guohuan: "I went to see it, but I couldn't find the tomb."

Chen Mo spoke at this time:

"I asked someone to help me build that tomb. The entrance to the tomb coincides with the Feng Shui Bagua. I have to use my ancestral "Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique" to open the fixed mechanism to open it."

"As long as you can guarantee the lives of Mr. He and I, I can help you find the grave."

Zhuo Ziqiang said very solemnly: "As long as you can help us find the tomb and find the treasure, I can let you and Stanley Ho go.

I guarantee it with my Zhuo Ziqiang personality! "

The younger guys in the back wanted to laugh.

Personality?

His big brother personality has long been fed to the dogs!

Chen Mo said with relief: "Okay!"

"Without further delay, we will set off this afternoon!" Zhuo Zi said forcefully.

Chen Mo hesitated and said: "But...it's raining heavily outside. Why don't we wait until the rain stops..."

"It's safer when it rains heavily! Stop talking nonsense! If you don't want to die, just come with us!"

Zhuo Ziqiang arrested Chen Mo and Stanley Ho.

"Go and prepare two raincoats for these two people."

Chen Mo immediately said: "I'm allergic to plastic raincoats. I'll get red bumps all over my body when I put them on, making it difficult to breathe. Please give me a rubber raincoat."

"There's so much shit!"

The younger brother was impatient, but he still prepared a heavy rubber raincoat for Chen Mo.

Accompanied by the rumbling thunder and the sound of heavy rain, Chen Mo and the three thieves secretly arrived at Burial Dragon Mountain.

"You guys, take Stanley Ho and guard here. If there is any problem, take Stanley Ho and run away!"

Zhuo Ziqiang asked his younger brother to guard Ho Honghuo at the entrance to the top of the mountain. After that, the three thieves pressed Chen Mo onto the Burial Dragon Mountain.

"Rumble~~~~"

At this moment, the rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, and the thunder was getting louder and louder.

It was only around three in the afternoon, and it was already as dark as midnight.

Chen Mo calculated the time when the lightning strike disaster would occur, and it would take a while.

Arrived at the top of the mountain.

Zhuo Ziqiang used the troll to slap Chen Mo on the back of the head:

"Go and open the tomb door for me!"

"Hahaha……"

However.

At this moment, Chen Mo laughed strangely.

In the surprised eyes of the three thieves, Chen Mo came to the top of Portugal City - the center point of the top of Burial Dragon Mountain, and sat cross-legged on the ground in the heavy rain!

Chen Mo closed his eyes and muttered:

"Zhuo Ziqiang, Ji Zhengxiong, and Ye Guohuan, are you three guilty?!"