Ancient holy beasts in the wealthy

What Pixiu said made sense, Ning Xinhe first chose the one where Pixiu was hiding among the tens of thousands of accessories.

Then she had something to do with Quanshan again and again, and facing such an explosive scene today, she most likely suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

Xin Zhu glanced at the closed door: "Maybe there is fate."

Baby Pixiu said: "For ordinary people, there is a lot of pressure to reshape the three views, let her go to the psychological studio for mediation."

Xin Zhu nodded in response: "Yes, yes."

After the matter was resolved, Xin Zhu followed Vice President Wen to the lottery center. Vice President Wen's expression was stiff all the way, and he only squeezed out a smile when taking pictures to commemorate.

Baby Pixiu slapped his hands: "Boss! Let's go to the big family tonight! Vice President Wen won such a big prize, it's a treat!"

Xin Zhu and Bao Tie cast their gazes over at the same time.

Vice President Wen: "..."

Vice President Wen smiled helplessly: "Okay, I'll treat you tonight."

Satisfied, Baby Pixiu pulled the corner of Xinzhu's clothes, "Boss, shall we buy lottery tickets too?"

He is a lucky beast, and he disdains to make a fortune by lottery.

But for a small gamble, Baby Pixiu works hard to boost the boss's fortune, and with the escort of Vice President Wen, let's have a good time winning 10,000+.

Xin Zhu pondered for a moment, nodded joyfully, and chose the highest prize of 20 scratch off on the spot.

Baby Pixiu laughed, "Wow, it's great that the boss won the lottery!"

As he spoke, he snorted on Vice President Wen again.

Vice President Wen's eyes twitched.

Xin Zhu was scratched in front of the staff of the lottery center, perfectly interpreting the birth of the European Emperor.

The staff was stunned, what the hell?

Baby Pixiu held his face with bright eyes: "We are so lucky! There will be a treat for the winner tomorrow too! Right Mr. Wen?"

Vice President Wen felt that something was weird, and hesitantly gave a "hmm".

Baby Pixiu grinned and shouted: "Tomorrow, Vice President Wen will treat you too! Everyone, let your stomachs go!"

Gluttonous Baby sucked his saliva: "Thank you Mr. Wen, I won't be polite."

Vice President Wen: "..."

Vice President Wen: "??"

Isn't it a treat from the boss who won the scratch jackpot?

Baby Pixiu pretended to be confused, and said innocently: "But the boss only won 20, and you won several hundred million, shouldn't you invite it?"

His accusation of "how can you be so stingy" made Vice President Wen choke in his throat.

Vice President Wen: "..."

Nothing to say.

Pixiu's showmanship with a wave of rhythm is very powerful, he lowered his eyes, vaguely had a bad guess about his identity.

Her status may be acceptable, but the thought of Pixiu chasing after her, snoring and plucking her hair gives her a headache.

so terrible.

Forget it, don't think about bad things for now.

There was a girl among the staff who was a fan of Xin Zhu's passers-by. Seeing Xin Zhu winning the lottery with her own eyes, she was more excited than herself: "It's so cool!"

She recorded the commemorative photo and posted it to Moments, and within a few minutes her Moments became popular.

An hour later, Quan Shan, who was most searched for his physique, climbed up the list again.

#老天爷亲子，Quanshan Vice President won the first prize of 20 million in the lottery, and the boss of Xinzhu Lottery Center won the first prize of [-]#

[Fuck, what did I see? !You don't make enough money with your skills, and you still want to get involved in the lottery? ! 】

[Quanshan Group Iron Triangle, Vice President Wen 20 million, Xin Zhu [-], I asked Mr. Zhang's psychological shadow area, how long did he hide in the quilt and cry? 】

【My Xin Xiaozhu went to scratch it? 20 is so enviable. 】

[I beg you to be individuals. 】

[Leave us ordinary people a way out, okay? The lottery tickets are all being robbed. Are you actually possessed by the God of Wealth? 】

[Oops, the Audio-Technica will definitely collapse, Vice President Wen won so much money, he will definitely leave Quanshan, oh, what a pity. 】

[If I win [-] million, I will definitely go to the world, who will work? 】

【I, Mr. Wen, am not that kind of person. 】

It was too late to return to Quanshan, and there was a sporadic drizzle in the sky.

This is the first rain in October, but it doesn't seem to belong to autumn, it should come from spring.

Xin Zhu smelled the humidity in the air, squinted at the sky, looked at the sky for a moment, and stretched out his palm: "This rain is not normal, it has strange power."

Baby Taotie sniffled: "Ang. It smells a bit, it's too small."

Gluttonous Baby smacked it: "Like a black pepper steak."

Xin Zhu was happy.

Seven freshly baked zombies followed neatly behind them. Except for a pair of animal eyes, they looked like humans.

The zombies followed with difficulty, their faces full of sorrow and remorse, if they were given another chance.

They will definitely no longer provoke the mysterious and terrifying Daquanshan.

Not to mention earning commissions for this mission, even his own future was involved.

There is no dregs of compensation left.

When the pastor got the news, he hurried over to confirm that Xin Zhu was fine and said, "These are the people who are going to hurt Boss Quanshan?"

Baobao pouted, with a satisfied expression on his face: "Your Excellency said that you are a slave, and you will not be eligible for employee appraisals for a thousand years."

The slaves will work for Quanshan without pay, and have been deprived of their personality for thousands of years.

Zombies are in pain.

The pastor froze for a moment, then quickly calmed down: "Slave? It's not bad either. I happen to be short of a few labors."

Xin Zhu raised her eyebrows: "Well, you can choose whatever you want."

Pastor: "Who knows medical skills? It doesn't matter whether the medical skills of the East or the West, the theory is also fine."

Several people looked at each other, and then a zombie raised his hand tremblingly: "I can give first aid, I can bandage, I can treat gunshot wounds..."

They survive in the hail of bullets, and sometimes they have to do it themselves, and they are more proficient than ordinary people after a long time.

The pastor nodded: "Okay, you come with me."

The rest of them were stunned for a moment, and they also raised their hands: "I will too."

These are the most basic abilities of mercenaries, otherwise a few lives would not be enough for them to squander.

The pastor was quite moved. He was busy working like a top every day, and there was no longer enough manpower. He needed to quickly recruit a group of well-behaved helpers.

Xin Zhu grinned and waved her fingers nonchalantly: "I said you can do whatever you want, you can take everything you want."

The pastor responded with a smile.

The seven of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The gringo seemed to be easy to deceive when he looked close.

The willpower of mercenaries is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Even if they become zombies, they still retain a part of their human mind.

However, they soon realized that they were thinking too much. In the whole Quanshan, even this one was still terrifying.

That night, the female zombies gathered five people to touch the pastor's room, and controlled the hostages to fight back.

Except for the sniper zombie who was unmoved and had no courage to resist at all, the other zombies were persuaded to help guard and evacuate the terrifying Daquan Mountain at any time.

The priest, hostage, and teacher calmly asked, "Do you really not regret it?"

She gave a negative answer.

The pastor sighed, his eyes were like looking at a lost lamb, and he was very sorry: "Even if God doesn't allow it, will you be scattered?"

The female zombie's sharp nails dug into the priest's neck, and she sneered faintly: "I've become stronger!"

She also didn't expect that the innate weakness of women would be resolved after transformation.

The arrogant man can't beat her anymore.

Turning into a zombie is good, she gets a physical boost and will be a mercenary queen later on.

The pastor smiled and said: "God will give every child the best home, and children who don't cherish them will be punished."

Then the priest who was caught by the zombie opened his thick lips, exuding a warm white light, and the female zombie shrieked and turned into powder on the spot.

The zombie is not reincarnated, she blinks out of her wits.

Too late to say a last word.

The zombies who were about to move were dumbfounded, and the tall and burly man zombies almost faded from fright.

what? !

The priest can purify the zombies, restrain the zombies, and kill them easily? ?

So what if the copper skin and iron frame are infinitely strong, vulnerable to a single blow in front of Shenguang, it is not as important as a piece of thin paper.

Unable to control life and death, the mercenary suffered again.

Sorry for the first time.

The pastor smiled slightly, and the zombies trembled three times: "Tell me, children, what are you doing here?"

The mercenary zombie forced a smile: "Let's take a walk, really take a walk."

"Yes, yes, let's go back now! Go to bed now."

They were trembling and completely frightened.

The scene of the annihilation of the female zombie completely shattered their psychological defenses, and the mercenary ghost no longer had the courage to resist the priest.

The pastor smiled calmly: "Then get a good sleep, you will be very busy tomorrow, and you probably haven't had a chance to sleep in the past few months."

The five male zombies obediently went back to the house, hiding in a corner and shivering.

Too, too scary.

Daquan Mountain is really scary.

When the sniper heard the noise, he didn't care why the escaped zombie came back. He wanted to cry but hugged his swollen self, feeling very heartbroken.

He will always live with a bruised nose and a swollen face...

What a zombie looks like when it transforms, it will be what it will be in the future, unless it becomes a zombie after a thousand years of practice.

The sniper scolded his mother when he thought of his pig-headed face, it was so fucking.

Five zombies, you look at me, I look at you, lying next to each other.

"Is it really like this in the future?"

"Then what do you think we can do? We are all fucking human, it's terrible here, I'm so desperate, I'm wrong, I shouldn't have come!"

"Don't be discouraged, we will always find a way out, I don't believe that springs are like iron barrels..."

The voice of the zombie who said this was as thin as a mosquito gnat, obviously he didn't even believe it himself.

"Why do you want to leave? Isn't our Quanshan bad? Stay, cluck, zombie uncles stay~"

The two puppet figures held hands and squatted on the window, their obsidian-like eyes gleaming red.

The zombies were dumbfounded, and the snipers screamed in horror.

"Ah, ah, ghost ah ah!"

The zombies were very wary, but they were afraid of the priest, but they were not afraid of the two small dolls measuring more than ten centimeters.

One of the zombies had cold eyes, grabbed one of them with one claw, hissed and shredded: "Haha, you are not afraid of evil, who are you scaring?!"

"Things that are beyond my reach are delivered to my door, and I am worried that I have no way to vent!"

The cotton was scattered all over the floor, the delicate dolls turned into rag dolls in an instant, and the little skirt Zhang Yuhao made by himself was destroyed.

Slowly floating up from the broken doll, Zhang Miaomiao was stunned, her eyes were red.

Zombies actually destroyed her most beloved body.

"Ah! Damn you!" She was a ghost, blackened by the blink of an eye, and her sharp claws grabbed the zombie.

The sniper's eyes widened: "Ghost, ghost...uh..."

Li Gui suddenly appeared, and the sniper, who had already been on the verge of collapse, screamed and passed out. He didn't see the terrible scene of Li Gui tearing up the zombies.

In the blink of an eye, the seven zombies turned into five, except for the fainted sniper, the remaining four looked at each other in blank dismay.

The zombie looked haggard and terrified.

"Why don't we work hard, there is always hope in life..."

"You're right, I thought so too."

Mercenaries are not soldiers, they are aware of current affairs, and rest their minds after confirming that they are at the bottom of the food chain.

A small doll can easily kill them, Daquan Mountain Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger.

"I used to want to do it alone | The idea of ​​crossing Quanshan Mountain is so fucking naive. Those people on the dark net will definitely continue to fight for money."

"Come on, just like us, come on quickly. I'm so unlucky, why are they still at large!"

"I won't be at the bottom by then, I really look forward to their expressions when they collapse."

"I should believe in God, my God."

The freshly baked zombie spent the first long night in Daquan Mountain while telling the anguish and fear in his heart.

In the sports field not far from them, the lights were brightly lit, and laughter gradually rose.

Xin Zhu: "..."

With a sullen face, he held two straws: "I use this to blow down books two meters away?"

Director Cao smiled and asked the camera to take a close-up of Xin Zhu, and when it was time to edit, he turned into an emoji of resistance in the later stage.

Qin Rong booed: "Hahaha, Xin Xiaozhu, if you can't do it, just change to another game. I think Zhu Bajie's punishment for carrying his wife is not bad."

Xin Zhu glanced at him faintly: "I'll try."

Baby Pixiu raised two small fists: "Boss, come on, it doesn't matter if you lose, you can punish me!"

After speaking, he touched the corner of Vice President Wen's clothes, grabbed a handful in the air like grabbing money, and stuffed it into a small bag.

This action is the most familiar to Pixiu, and his bronze statue is grabbed by friends from all over the world every day.

The original light blue copper skin has been touched as smooth as gold.

Vice President Wen: "..."

The corner of Vice President Wen's mouth twitched fiercely, and he suddenly felt sympathetic. He didn't dare to imagine what happened to Pixiu.

Baby Pixiu grinned: "Hey, I only have the boss now."

Vice President Wen stretched out his hand, but didn't dare to touch it.

Baby Pixiu turned his head, jumped up and down, and yelled childishly: "Wow! The boss is amazing! The boss did it!"

The little golden retriever ran back with fluttering short legs, Vice President Wen chuckled lightly, who said he needed comfort.

Maybe this Pixiu is enjoying his present life.

When it was his turn to draw lots, Vice President Wen stared blankly at the label for the second bye.

Baby Pixiu jumped over excitedly and grabbed his palm: "Good luck!"

Vice President Wen: "..."

He couldn't laugh or cry and said: "I really want to get rich too."

Baby Pixiu seemed to have obtained the Shangfang Sword, and the whole villain was proud: "That can't be done, I am a Pixiu who recognizes the master!"

Vice President Wen gradually smiled when he saw a group of beasts blushing and going to war for a compliment.

Nothing to worry about, Quanshan is fine.

It was the first time to participate in such a tragic event, and Fan Xingqiu was almost insane: Who was the bastard who secretly used the hold technique to squeeze his blond hair?

Fan Xingqiu felt that he was pulled a few hairs during the chaos, was it an illusion?

Baby Pixiu in the corner gave the weasels a thumbs up.

The little weasel rubbed its paws: "Can you, sir?"

Baby Pixiu carried the small bag appreciatively: "Of course, I will still find you if there are such activities in the future. Hey, this is a reward."

The little weasel carefully held the little beads and happily returned to the family team.

Taking advantage of the imprisoned cow not awakening to accumulate more dragon hairs, Baby Pixiu squeezed the bag, thinking: "The dragon kits are full in the near future."

So, who is worse?

Xin Zhu's task was completed, and she sat on the sidelines watching the whole process, and Baby Pixiu was very busy among the beasts.

Nine-colored deer touched his head blankly, what happened just now?

Baby Pixiu smiled sweetly.

"Hahaha." Unable to hold back at all, Big Brother Xin leaned forward and back with a smile.

Zhang Shaodong wiped his face, looked at Xin Zhu tangledly: "You guys went to the lottery center this afternoon..."

Xin Zhu smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Zhang Shaodong thought of himself who was rated as a "non-chief" in the Audio-Technica, "Next time you win a lottery, bring me one, even if you win [-]!"

Xin Zhu was startled, and then his face was covered by his screen, "Huh? Is the lottery thing a hot search?"

Zhang Shaodong said depressedly: "Yes, I am a non-chief of Daquan Mountain."

He discredited the Quanshan leadership circle.

Xin Zhu looked at him carefully, "Well, I didn't see that you have partial wealth luck, don't buy lottery tickets, you won't win."

Biu was poked a hole in the ground, Zhang Shaodong survived with difficulty, calmed down and said: "This is to let me get out of Africa and enter Europe based on my strength?"

Xin Zhu nodded, and suddenly said: "By the way, it's not safe in the near future, and killers are hard to guard against. When you go out, bring a few ghosts."

Zhang Shaodong was startled: "I see."

He looked at Vice President Wen, who was weaker than him, and said worriedly, "Give it to him too..."

Xin Zhu was happy: "It's okay, he is not human."

Zhang Shaodong: "?!?!"

What the hell?

Just as he was talking, a gust of evil wind rose out of thin air, and then a ghost complained, "I, my skin is gone."

Director Cao's heart trembled, what the hell?

Zhang Miaomiao was floating in the air, and the younger sister Zhao Chengbei beside her also looked angry.

Xin Zhu frowned: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Chengbei's younger sister recounted the whole story with embellishment.

Zhang Miaomiao sniffed, and said bitterly: "But I also tore him up, sorry boss."

Director Cao who just felt distressed: "..."

Sorry to bother you.