After the global recovery I crossed

Within seconds of the call being connected, Zhao Lue glanced at Wang Xichen and motioned him to talk to other people.

Wang Xichen noticed that Zhao Lue's attention was not on other people at all. Although it was his idea to exchange 200 million for ten years, Zhao Lue really stopped paying attention to this matter and handed it over to Wang Xichen.

——As if there is no need to doubt this matter, but the man suppressed by Zhao Lue is more important.

Except that the man's mobile phone has a signal, Wang Xichen actually can't see anything about the man that Zhao Lue should care about.

Wang Xichen couldn't help thinking of Zhao Lue's intuition.

Zhao Lue had an amazing intuition since he was a child. He didn't completely believe in his intuition, but every fact proved how brilliant he was.Mr. Zhao doted on him, but Zhao Lue became the only heir of the Zhao family because of Zhao Lue's frightening vision that did not meet his age.

Wang Xichen still remembered what Zhao Lue did when he first came to his uncle's company.While peeling an apple, he calmly made important decisions for his uncle.He didn't care whether these decisions would affect tens of millions of people. From top to bottom, everyone in the company acted on the instructions issued by him who was still young, step by step, and the stock market was shaken.

——A word of life and death.It made people think of the kind of emperor who said nothing in court.

At that time, all the young masters and ladies who followed Zhao Lue to the company were not dazzled by him.Ye Feiyu said dreamily: "It's not an apple that turns in his palm, it's a planet." Then Zhao Lue took a bite of the apple, raised his eyebrows, and said with high spirits: "Am I good, praise me."

However, Zhao Lue did not just gallop in the business world, he even showed a little tired of doing business.He was fascinated by extreme sports, and he became curious about the limits of human beings.

What started out as bungee jumping, skydiving, and wingsuit gliding turned into mercenaries.

mercenary!

Wang Xichen thought Zhao Lue was crazy when Zhao Lue told him about it.Who can imagine that his childhood and his younger brother transformed from a rich and powerful N-generation into a mercenary that would never be in the news? !

After all, Wang Xichen chose to keep Zhao Lue a secret, but Mr. Zhao still knew about it.The old man was furious: "I really think I am a single seedling in a thousand hectares of land, and I will follow you around! You are so wild outside, you dare to go to the battlefield! Why don't you join the army! Fight for the country! You are!"

Zhao Lue stayed at home obediently for a long time without going out.

Later Ye Feiyu quietly asked Zhao Lue if he had ever killed anyone.Zhao Lue curled his lips: "How can it be, newcomers can't just go up, I just practiced in the organization base for a while. How can I really become a mercenary? I just want to learn some real things to defend myself."

Everyone was relieved.

Now, looking at Zhao Lue's ability to easily suppress a grown man, Wang Xichen felt that what he had learned was true.

Gathering his mind, Wang Xichen continued to talk about his thoughts to the passengers and drivers present.

When he recalled, the front end of the team had been paying the toll in an orderly manner. The rules of the toll station and Zhao Lue's words aroused some people's gamblers' psychology: they have already been charged with life by the toll station for 20 years, too If you lose money, you must earn it back from other places, and it is okay to pay your life for it.When the opportunity to get 200 yuan a year and [-] million yuan for nothing is in front of you, people are likely to be tempted.

Including the woman and her father, there were 33 people present.

What Wang Xichen has to do is to win the hearts of at least ten people.

The accident happened soon.Some people think that ten years is too long and want to pay 60 for three years.Some people are even only willing to exchange 20 a year.

The wife of the couple was grateful to Zhao Lue for saving her husband's life and was willing to contribute 20 years, but she was embarrassed to say that she wanted more money.

"Five...600 million is okay?" The woman grabbed her husband's hand worriedly, "He must have something wrong with his body, otherwise how could he not live to be 50 at such a young age. I want to take him to the hospital to see a doctor It costs money..."

Wang Xichen nodded in understanding.

Besides her, there are also smart people who see how extraordinary he and Zhao Lue are, and are willing to make friends with them without money.

They are indeed very smart. The life-saving grace of Wang Xichen and Zhao Lue cannot be exchanged for hundreds of millions, nor can it be exchanged for generations.

It's a pity that if Wang Xichen agrees hastily, the rules of the "market" will be messed up.Fortunately, Wang Xichen also started to take over the family business, and these transactions were not too difficult for him.In his clever words, the rules are re-established: More time means more money, as long as it exceeds ten years.Wang Xichen wouldn't ask for too much, he didn't want to harm others.

In the end, when Zhao Lue pressed the men to the edge of the toll booth, more than 20 people stood up.

However, half of them stood up because they saw so many people standing up, and they only planned to do so for two or three years.

"A total of 140 years, 4000 million." Wang Xichen said to Zhao Lue.

Zhao Lue let out an "oh", but did not express whether he was satisfied with the result.

He just looked at the phone in his hand and smiled with interest.

He called a total of three times and finally got through on the third time.

Under the threat of Zhao Lue, the man and the man named Han Jianping started a conversation that was difficult for others to understand.

Han Jianping: "Why, didn't I tell you not to call, our mission will start immediately."

Man: "That man is really... scary. He seems to see that we are different from everyone else."

Han Jianping: "What are you afraid of? Driving a car worth 100 million yuan is not someone we will be afraid of. As long as you don't reveal your identity, the toll booth will only treat you as an ordinary person, and you will not become the master god's space model."

The main god's space mode——Zhao Lue pierced the man's jaw with a knife when he heard this.

The man was shocked and said, "Brother Han, what is the main god mode?"

Han Jianping was silent for a while, and said, "Who is by your side?" Then he hung up the phone.

Zhao Lue held the phone thoughtfully, and then he escorted the man to the window.

It happened to be his turn in the team, and he glanced at the twenty or so people standing who were about to extend their arms at the same time, and stretched his arm into the window first.

"I'll check my balance first."

At this moment, the phone rang again, Zhao Lue withdrew his hand and connected.

"who are you?"

Zhao Lue didn't answer, but revealed the other party's identity instead: "The deputy captain of the main god team, Han Jianping."

The other party doesn't know who he is, but he does. Zhao Lue likes to hold the initiative in his hands.

Han Jianping laughed: "Are you very sharp, or did that kid tell you? It's a pity that you have to die here today. The Porsche you and your friend are not cheap, right?"

Zhao Lue talked about his practice of spending money to buy his life.

Hearing the breathing on the other end of the phone, he smiled slightly, and tentatively said: "You are short of money." It can be seen from the man's eagerness to jump out and ask for it.

"And I have money." Through the reaction on the other side, he confirmed it.

Han Jianping asked: "Yes, we are short of a lot of money, but you have money? Do you have [-] million?"

"Have."

"Two hundred million?"

"Have."

"A billion?"

"I have a lot."

"……Who are you?"

Zhao Lue raised his eyes, and everyone was watching him on the phone in doubt.

"Come and meet me." This time it was he who hung up the phone.

The sky was getting darker at the eaves of the toll booth, and the small knife in Zhao Lue's hand was very stable and bright, just like the fruit knife he held when he was peeling apples.

— Ah, he's hungry.

"Peng!"

There was a loud noise, and Zhao Lue wondered if his stomach made a slight noise just now.

Three black shadows fell from the sky.

A man and two women stepped on the car, leaving obvious dents in the innocent car.

They looked like ordinary people, but there was an obvious trace of pride on their faces.They jumped off the hood at the same time, following a certain rhythm, as if they had a special connection.

They stared at everyone present, and finally looked at Zhao Lue and the man in his hand.

"Please let go of our companion." The long-haired woman on the left said.

"Trash, you can't be a member of our team at all." The short-haired woman on the right said.

And standing in the middle, the man who looked like the leader froze for a moment when he saw Zhao Lue.He frowned and looked at Zhao Lue with an unbelievably confused expression, as if he saw someone he knew but was not sure.

Their appearance was so sudden and magical that there was silence save for the slightest sound of something passing through the air.

The short-haired woman was a little annoyed when she saw Zhao Lue's icy inaction.

"What are rich people!" She muttered, spreading ten fingers in front of her face.

It's like admiring your nails, or playing the piano.

With a "click", Zhao Lue heard the sound of bones very close.

He lowered his head and saw that the arm of the man who was suppressed by him was bent in a weird way, and he quickly escaped from his control.

The man's face was terrified and painful, but his fist brought a gust of wind, and he hit Zhao Lue very hard.

The fist brushed Zhao Lue's cheek, bringing up a small strand of hair, and Zhao Lue narrowed his eyes.

Before he could stand still, the man forcibly raised his right leg.

Normal people can't do this twisted movement at all.

A fierce and ruthless kick kicked Zhao Lue's shoulder.

"Be careful!" Wang Xichen shouted.

Zhao Lue got extremely low and took a step forward, causing the whip leg to fall into the air.

At the same time, the knife in his fingertips swung towards the man's swinging arm like a ray of light.

Immediately, the man's skin and flesh were unrolled, and blood fell on Zhao Lue's brow.

Zhao slightly raised his eyes and noticed that the man was rotating his arm as if he didn't feel any pain.

"Here." Zhao Lue said in a low voice, and raised the knife.

"Clang clang-"

Sparks burst out in the air, the sharp knife broke in two, one flew towards the man's neck, and the other flew towards the short-haired woman.

For a moment, everyone could only hear the staggered but uncluttered footsteps, and suddenly, there was a dull sound of a blade piercing into the flesh, and the man twitched and fell to the ground like a puppet that had lost control.

"You can control his body." Zhao Lue pulled out half of the blade from the man's neck, and his gaze made the short-haired woman a little creepy.

"[Drawing Silk Opera·Wu Puppet]." The man among the three said to Zhao Lue, "This is the ability she got, and she doesn't know how to use it yet, otherwise she can control you."

"I'm Han Jianping." He said, "Who are you?"

Zhao Lue replied: "The Zhao family in Yanjing."

Han Jianping was startled, thought for a while, and said, "I hope Young Master Zhao can contribute money to support our activities. As compensation, we can help Young Master Zhao pay for his life, how about it?"

What Han Jianping revealed in his words is thought-provoking.

The breeze blew the hem of Zhao Lue's dark windbreaker, making people feel that his mood must be as ups and downs as the hem of the clothes.

But Zhao Lue's expression remained unchanged, and his heart was more excited about the other side of the world unfolding in front of him.

"Aren't you worried that he's dying?" He pointed at the unconscious man who was bleeding continuously with his chin.

"He is not our companion at all now." Han Jianping said without hesitation.

A drop of blood slipped from Zhao Lue's eyelashes.

Zhao Lue didn't blink, but the three people he was watching blinked inexplicably at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Lue had strangled the bleeding neck of the man at his feet.

Then he pulled the unlucky man to the window.

"I don't believe it, I believe you don't have to pay the fee at all."

The man's car was right behind Zhao Lue. To be precise, he was the last one to pay the toll.

He stretched his arm into the window, and the electronic audio at the toll booth said: "The payer lost consciousness, and the identity of the members of the main god team was detected. The life toll station automatically transformed into the main god space mode. The life of the member is dying, and the collected life is used to heal the member by default .”

A heart-warming beam of light fell from the sky, and the wound on the man's neck was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

——The main god's healing beam of light.

I don't know how many people on the scene know the main god, but Zhao Lue must know it. He likes to watch unlimited streams.

Zhao Lue reached out and touched the light full of life force, and laughed.

So that's how the life collected by this toll booth was used up?

Could their main god not be able to heal with his own power?

Zhao Lue felt the strangeness of this main god.

He said to the toll booth: "I suspect now that you don't explain the rules to passers-by, and you don't collect the life that you could have collected, because you are passively sabotaging your work—because the life you collect is to be handed over to the Lord God instead of yourself. Save, you are the first stop, do other toll stations only have a shabby booth like yours?"

The toll booth replied: "Fantastic guess. I don't know how other toll booths are."

"Then, since they can use the power of life." Zhao Lue's eyes are bright, "Can I?"

At this time, there was a slight and distant sigh in Zhao Lue's ear.

[Of course, Harvest Life Sovereign. ]

Zhao paused and turned around.

He didn't see the white-haired man he had glimpsed when he was a child or a teenager, he only saw his own shadow.

In the darkening sky, the shadows of the branches and leaves of the trees stretched far behind him.

Like three pairs of crooked wings.

The author has something to say: Why Han Jianping didn't know Zhao Lue and the relationship between the Lord God and the toll booth will be discussed later.

Zhao Lue took a bite of the apple, and the apple was born! (funny)

Toll booth: Hollowed out by the main god.