My golden finger is delicious [Quick Transmigration]

Surprised at Wu Ding.

Behind An Rou, a muscular and bearded man grinned boldly.

There is a bit of aftertaste and pride in the words.

"It was a bit far away...J-[-] sent me here."

Wu Ding: You are awesome!You cattle!

Fighter.

In other words, with his current physical fitness, he should be able to withstand this speed.

I saw a trace of envy and longing in Wu Ding's eyes.

An Rou rolled her eyes a little.

"Hurry up, take care of these treasures, don't say that J-31 is on the way, J-[-] can buy vegetables, hurry up."

"Let's just move, I've already cleaned up the organ trap."

A seemingly casual greeting, with a little vague urging.

Everyone still believes in Wu Ding's strength and character.

After all, the richest man is not only famous for his wealth, but also for his actual achievements in the practice circle of China.

And Wu Ding watched them roll up their sleeves and move the gold bricks.

Also a little regretful.

If I knew that they were so anxious that they didn't even record it, I could at least release another 50 tons.

Well, people can't be too greedy, 150 tons is already a lot.

Because most of the people who want to "brick" come this time are "power type".

Even An Rou, a nanny, is a King Kong girl who can withstand a 40-meter sword.

Some people can carry the tripod.

Hey, hold a half-person-high golden brick and go back and forth between the car and Jinshan at the speed of a [-]-meter race.

The other is the control system.

Draw a bubble, throw the gold brick into it, and float with it.

The speed is a bit slower, but it can hold a lot of things at one time.

Next to the car, there is another one responsible for fine-tuning.

Make sure that the gold bars thrown around by these reckless men can be stacked accurately and meticulously to maximize the use of space.

Oh, and something special.

Someone was chanting a mantra there, and a puppet suddenly appeared on the ground.

Nearly three meters tall, one step at a time, one step at a time, clumsy and simple, and the most people carry at one time.

The two hands come together to form a clay board.

The gold brick is held above the head like this, firmly.

At least one ton can be transported at a time.

However, the owner of the clay puppet does not seem to be satisfied.

He jumped up and kicked the puppet's head away.

Wu Ding:! ! !

After flattening the puppet's head, he squeezed another clay tablet around the neck.

Upper and lower double layer transportation.

Wu Ding: ...

Looking at the "Xing Tian" puppet walking steadily, Wu Ding didn't know what to say for a while.

After holding back for a long time, I finally concluded.

"Then summoning a transport vehicle directly can hold more?"

"You think of him as Nuwa, who can pinch anything he wants."

To manipulate such a puppet requires long-term training and manipulation.

The reason for choosing a human form is also to fight better.

After all, the human form is the most convenient form for fighting, and it is also the most accustomed form for manipulating.

Wu Ding looked at the headless double-layer humanoid transport in front of him...

Forget it, ignore it.

Wu Ding didn't even look at it.

Roll up your sleeves and go up together.

Referring to the transportation situation of the surrounding friends, Wu Ding can also be properly controlled, and his performance is not so exaggerated.

After all the gold bricks are installed and covered with black cloth for sealing.

It's obviously just a simple move, but everyone has an epic sense of satisfaction.

"drive."

Facts have proved that the car god of Qiu Mingshan can also exist in reality.

The military transport truck, which is already quite strong and durable, is suitable for rough driving, under the extreme speed racing that practitioners are not afraid of wear and tear.It is possible to open a clip and drift.

Practitioners not only have strong physical fitness.

There are even more open cheating methods.

"Why are there so many gravels on the road ahead?"

"I'll go clean it up."

"The road ahead seems to be too narrow for cars to pass."

"I'm going to chip off a piece of the mountain next to it."

"Hey, sister An, look at the map, this way you can save a lot of roads by going straight."

"Come here, fill this valley for me."

"Is this appropriate?" Wu Ding was slightly worried about the issue of confidentiality.

"It's okay, there is no one around here, just poke the soil afterwards."

"I mean satellites..."

"State D owns satellites?"

There is, but it has long since fallen.

With a runtime of 4 hours, it's still an international joke.

Well, you can forget about it.

But just in case, Wu Ding still sticks a cart of mirage beads.

Secretly, he secretly added some protection.

The mirage beads are connected to each other, stringing the trucks into a necklace that only each other can see.

Although predictions such as divination cannot be isolated.

It is also impossible to isolate the trembling of the earth brought out by the roar of the truck.

But it allows them to explore both metaphysics and science, and they find nothing.

Of course, if it is a person of the level of a great god, he will directly attack.

With their tyrannical strength and experience, they were indeed able to beat them out of the cover of illusion in one go.

But the problem is, it's impossible to attack the top boss right from the start.

Practitioners in China have a sense of great power, family and country feelings, and a sense of national belonging and pride.

No matter how proud you are at ordinary times, you also know that in times of crisis, it is terrible for the country to be ruined and the family to be destroyed.

At the root, they stand together.

Country D is different, a country with parallel religious governments.Their NO.1 is directly conferring gods.

Back then, Guru was known as the reincarnation of the three-phase god, but to a certain extent, he stood on the opposite side of the government and the country.

Today's NO.1 is also.

Who dares to disturb the peace of the gods casually?

Oh, right.

It's not certain that this matter will get out.

After all, the armed forces secretly supported by the descendants of the former "God Reincarnated" discovered something strange...

I don't want the incumbent to know.

"Isn't it good that no one is chasing you?" The strong man sighed [Compassionate] while racing. "If they come, it's not a waste of time."

Everyone including Wu Ding nodded.

Indeed, for whatever reason, no one came after him.

It is a kind of "kindness" to country D.

This matter is to be achieved by directly opening all the green channels and issuing a death order.

Just a few of them are already powerful fighters.

Whenever there is a little bit of power in country D that they can't solve.

There will be "terrible" reinforcements from Huaxia in an instant to directly crush them.

The racing team of practitioners who were level A all the way successfully drove the trucks to the changing location.

Wu Ding picked the mirage beads and got out of the car to help exchange the gold for the car.

Then Jiongjiong looked at the familiar logos on his truck.

"Isn't it strange that the mobile phone seller and the fresh food seller return to China together?"

"Don't worry, we're smuggling illegally now. It doesn't matter what livery it is."

The person in charge of picking them up smiled brightly.

"I originally planned to take the regular route, but it turns out that country D... seems to have a little misunderstanding."

The other party took the initiative to hint that if you add more money, you can omit so many steps to pass the level...

Then why are they being polite.

Are we short of this bribe fee? !

For some reason, Wu Ding remembered Earl D's famous words.

I just like this careless country.

Although the Earl was not talking about country D.

But the feeling for Wu Ding is the same.

I really like it.

When the BRIC crosses the national border.

All the people involved in the transportation couldn't help shouting.

In exchange for the suspicious eyes from far away from country D, they can't control them anymore.

There is already China's territory.

"I'm sooooooooooooooooo!!!!"

"Stop swearing!"

"We succeeded ah ah ah ah!"

"I haven't seen it yet."

"You can apply for delivery to the vault later, you can look at it however you want."

"Where are you sending them?"

"Emperor Capital, Demon Capital, Rot Capital, Demon Capital, Xi Capital..." Counting with fingers. "Probably where the air is going to be shipped."

How big is the state treasury, unless the treasury staff and designers.

Who else will know?

I don't care about this even today.

Oh, now I have to care.

Really happy trouble.

What can I do if I can’t fit it~~~

"You guys have worked hard." Fan Xuan's voice came from the private channel. "When it's time, each person will take one piece, and the brothers will buy wine and drink."

Everyone: ………

Silence is a speechless choice.

"Why is there no sound?" What about the imaginary cheers?

An Rou sighed helplessly: "Boss, be careful with your words."

"I've wanted to say that for a long time."

"How did you pass the political trial back then!"

"What's the relationship between personal hobbies and political review?"

After Fan Xuan played around, he also put away his showmanship.

Arrange in an orderly manner.

Channel by channel cut over.

Clearly explain everyone's forward route, contact personnel, and confidential passwords one by one.

As for Wu Ding, the only one in the entire team who didn't need to listen to the arrangements, he was directly sent home by J-[-].

"An Rou told you?"

"No, but it's hard to speculate about wanting to fly a fighter jet?"

"That's right, but don't send me home, I want to see Mr. Gui and Ms. Jiang. Make arrangements for me."

In his hands, there are still 11 little ghosts.

Gui Lao is not a ghost cultivator.

It's just that the way of walking ghosts is somewhat similar to that of Mei Qiang's family.

However, rank and compulsion are completely different.

"Oh, then you go with the No. [-] convoy. Mr. Gui happens to be with Ms. Jiang."

"Together?"

"Yes, in a few days it will be Gui Lao's 120th birthday. He is Ms. Jiang's great-nephew."

"........."

"Perhaps great-grandchildren and great-great-nephews."

Fan Xuan: I tried my best.

Wu Ding: I understand, they are relatives.

If Jiang Lan stays at home again, she will also go to celebrate her birthday on such a big day.

Even if people go their own way.

They are also the only "people" close to each other.

Seeing Jiang Lan again, looking at the elegant female ghost "sister" with a graceful look.

Wu Ding's mouth was very sweet, and his hands were even sweeter, and he sent many materials that ghost cultivators liked.

Of course, he did not forget to prepare a formal congratulatory gift for the old birthday star.

Guilao is a really chicken-skinned and white-haired old man.

Witnessed the shattering of the dynasty and the founding of a new country.

Witness the ruin of the country and the decline of the entire republic.

He fled overseas and returned home resolutely.

He was brutally betrayed, he had nothing, and he had a house full of children and grandchildren, and he recognized an ancestor.

If he had any minor regrets, it was that he failed to take in an apprentice.

However, today's world is not suitable for ghosts to exist.

Wanting to enshrine ghosts naturally requires more financial and material resources, which has already been sentenced to death in the practice world where supplies are scarce.

There is no pity for people without inheritance.

Given the old man's seniority, no matter how strong Wu Ding was, he would not be too polite to give gifts.

"Young talent." The old man looked at Wu Ding with satisfaction.

The old man's venomous vision of Qianfan is naturally accurate.

After just a few glances, I got a rough idea of ​​Wu Ding's strength.

Recalling the words of the little doll of the Fan family and the ancestor, he has a better impression of Wu Ding.

Considering the old man's lack of spirit, Wu Ding stopped being polite to the old man.

Explain the matter of Lao Niu directly.

Then he took out the remaining 11 little ghost clay sculptures from the backpack that had his breath sealed.

"This is... the zodiac of country D?"

"Old ghost, do you know?"

"That's why they used lions instead of tigers."

Gui Lao touched the clay sculpture, and couldn't help showing anger on his face.

"A sin."

"How are these little ghosts different from ordinary ones?"

"Your age is even younger, basically children under the age of three are used. The horoscope is messy, it is not [raising little ghosts] but [suppressing little ghosts] at all."

Raising a kid is to develop a weapon, to cultivate a vicious force.

As for the little ghost, after these soul fragments are condensed together, they are made into a nightmare, which is torturing these broken souls.

"It should be created by him himself. All he needs is the explosive power of these little devils and the ability to act as the center of the formation. I don't know exactly why Lao Niu is in such a situation."

Jiang Lan touched the 11 clay sculptures with empathy.

"It seems that Buddhism needs to come over to help with research. This is not something we can solve."

"I'm tired, if you need anything, please find me as much as possible."

"Hahahaha, they say you are the richest man, it seems that what you say is not necessary."

"It's just a little bit of money... old ghost?"

Wu Ding took the jade slip handed over by Gui Lao with a puzzled expression.

"This is……"

"The art of conjuring ghosts that I have learned all my life is here. You gave me such a heavy gift. I can't take advantage of the children for nothing."

"No no, I'm..."

"Take it, I always think you can use it."

"???"

"If I hadn't been picked up by my master back then, I should have left the astrological line, but that's okay, I heard that that line doesn't live long..."

Jiang Lan also nodded beside her.

"Arong's intuition has never been wrong."

"Thank you very much."

Wu Ding: Is it useful?The next world won't be something like Liaozhai, right?

Well, the next world is not Liaozhai.

But as soon as Wu Ding landed, he saw many ghosts.

"Look at the clothes are modern...Shaman King?" Looking up, he didn't recognize Martian.

Then it's not Shaman King.

"What is that?" Wu Ding racked his brains thinking about what kind of world this is.

He was lightly bumped on the arm by a passing boy.

The boy seemed to be concentrating on studying the map before bumping into someone.

"It's okay." It's actually Japanese?

It seems that this is a comic world.

Wu Ding glanced at the young man, and admired the young man's appearance, which is simply a masterpiece bestowed by nature.

Very ordinary black hair, a pair of blue eyes.

Has an elf-like appearance and a slender figure.

[The protagonist's face, but the good looks in the comics... there are too many, and I still can't remember which comic it is. 】

The young man seemed to be used to everyone being in a daze about his appearance, he smiled casually, turned around and left without saying anything.

But the moment he turned around.

A spirit appeared behind him, but Wu Ding froze in place.

That Ah Piao.

Black hair, black eyes, big back, leather jacket, fur collar, and a tattoo of a cross on his forehead.

Fuck, this is his favorite character! !

The author has something to say: I think this chapter ends.

If I say that the leader is my true love, I guess no one will believe it.

Yes, he got off to a bad start.

But the soul is still there.

Commander, I still love you.