Supreme Little Fisherman

  Chapter 727 Dragon King Crossing Tribulation

  The old Dragon King said to Zhou An in a deep voice: "I am going to cross the tribulation today, remember to take me away to the back mountain."

  Zhou An nodded in agreement. After breakfast, he explained a few words to Zhao Fei and headed to the back mountain.

   "Master, master!" Xiao Qi came to greet him with a group of birds and beasts.

   Zhou An touched Xiao Qi who was lying on his shoulder, and just about to speak, the old Dragon King suddenly appeared.

  Led by Xiao Qi, all the birds and beasts present trembled and surrendered to the ground.

   Seeing this scene, Zhou An couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he remembered the main account of the live broadcast again, took out his mobile phone and started the live broadcast.

   "Hi everyone, I am your friend Xiaoan from Qingshan Village."

  With several jaw-dropping live broadcasts, Zhou An has become a first-line anchor, and the number of fans has exceeded one million.

  The sudden fraud this time, immediately exploded a bunch of joker fans:

   "666, the anchor you follow, Grandpa, has started live streaming again."

   "Xiaoan walked into the live broadcast room and discharged nine begging bowls... While talking about some strange words of famous anchors, the live broadcast room was filled with a happy atmosphere."

   "Gouzi, you have changed, and you have forgotten the account password as promised?"

Seeing the complaints from fans like himself, Zhou An almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and managed to pull out a polite yet awkward smile: "Long time no see, my friends, a strange thing happened in Qingshan Village today. Come and have a look with us."

  After Zhou An finished speaking, he turned the camera to the old Dragon King in mid-air.

  Old Dragon King Yunshan fog cover can only vaguely see the shape of the dragon, occasionally showing only scales and half claws, which caused the people who eat melons in the live broadcast room to exclaim:

   "The dragon, the dragon, and the wind follow the tiger, lying down and the big trough, dragon! Isn't this a dragon!"

   "I'm really not dazzled? This is so real, I can't believe it!"

   "Brothers, I'm just doing special effects. I'll take the head of the project to guarantee that this cliff is not 3D special effects. This is true!"

   All the people who eat melons only feel that the three views are ruined, and the common sense established for decades collapsed overnight.

  However, the next moment, the exclamation of the crowd watching the live broadcast in front of their mobile phones and computers couldn't help but rise an octave.

  The sky was dark and cloudy, and there was a roar of Thunder Snake dancing wildly. Thunderbolts as thick as arms slashed down, all of them bombarding Long Ying in midair.

   "Boom!"

   "Boom!"

   "Boom!"

  Thunder has been sweating for a while, even if all the people who eat melons are not present, they still feel the hairs stand on end.

  After the thunder, the fire waves surged into the sky, as if the world-killing fire lotus bloomed, and the terrifying fire waves surged down like magma.

  After the fire wave, the sandstorm was so diffuse that it was impossible to see clearly, only the faint roar of a giant dragon could be heard.

The flurry of thunder snakes is for thunder calamity, the fire waves are for fire calamity, the sand dust is like a knife is for sand calamity, after three calamities, the old dragon king's figure flashes golden light and goes straight to the sky. bright.

   "Niubai! I think I witnessed something amazing! Don't say anything, I'm going to Qingshan Village!"

   "This is the golden dragon crossing the catastrophe, dragons really exist! Brother Qingshan Village, here I come!"

   "If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it anyway! Even if it's an advertisement, I would recognize it! I'm going to book this Qingshan Village!"

   In just a few breaths, the gifts have exploded, and the number of fans has skyrocketed like somersaults.

   Zhou An doesn't care about gifts. To himself, hundreds of thousands are no longer in his eyes, but it is still gratifying to be able to bring a lot of new tourists to Qingshan Village.

   Zhou An casually thanked the fans who eat melons and downloaded the live broadcast. The phone rang one after another, and the phone almost didn't go off the hook:

   "Miraculous Doctor Zhou, I'm Liu Pan. Are you in Qingshan Village? I'll definitely be there in a while! The news about the dragon coming out of Qingshan Village has already become popular all over the Internet!"

   "I'm Zhang Qing, Divine Doctor Zhou. I'll visit you in Qingshan Village in a while, and I'll take a look at what happened to the Shenlong."

   "Master Zhou, I am Murong Zhan..."

   "Feng Xiao pays homage to Dr. Zhou..."

   "..."

   Zhou An answered the phone for nearly two hours, talking dry mouth.

   Zhou An hung up the phone and couldn't help but fell into deep thought. After seeing what happened to the old Dragon King, this group of bigwigs from all walks of life clamored to come to Qingshan Village.

   "Looks like it's time to build more than a dozen holiday villas..." Zhou An pondered for a moment to make up his mind, and then rushed to the village committee of Qingshan Village.

  Seeing Zhou An's arrival, Shu Lao Wu couldn't help but be taken aback, with flattery on his face: "Xiao An, why did you think of the village committee today?"

  The other cadres of the village committee also looked at Zhou An with a smile on their faces and said:

   "Yes, Xiaoan, you haven't been to the village committee for some time."

   "Nephew Zhou Anxian brought a lot of benefits to the village every time he came. Could it be that there is something good about this today?"

   "Uncle Shu, a group of bigwigs are coming to Qingshan Village. I want to build more than a dozen holiday villas. Please help me send out the letter to recruit workers. After the money, I will call you a villa with a cost of about 20 million."

  Shu Lao Wu was full of excitement, and looked at Zhou An with gratitude in his eyes: "Okay! Okay! Xiao'an Qingshan Village really owes you too much!"

   Zhou An left the village committee of Qingshan Village after explaining, returned home and had lunch with Zhao Feini, Zhou An wandered around Qingshan Village looking for a suitable place to build a villa.

  Seeing an out-of-town company at the foot of the mountain behind Qingshan Village, Zhou An's eyes lit up immediately.

   Zhou An walked into this company and said directly to the front desk: "I asked Zhou An to help me contact the boss of your company and ask him if your company's land is for sale? I will offer 8 million!"

  Hearing Zhou An's words, the front desk was dubious and called the boss.

   Within a minute or two, a greasy middle-aged man walked towards Zhou An, with a flattering smile on his face: "Mr. Zhou An, I am Yang Yi, chairman of Huacheng Clothing. I heard that you are interested in our company's land?"

   "Well, I want all these acres of land occupied by your company. I don't like ink marks. As long as you agree to sign the contract, the eight million will be yours."

   After finishing speaking, Zhou An pushed a check of 8 million to the Chairman Yang Yi.

  Yang Yi just wanted to speak, when a sarcastic voice came from outside the door:

   "Haha, Chairman Yang Yi, right? Don't be fooled by this little bastard! Where did he get 8 million from such a poor **** all over the place!"

  Zhou An frowned slightly, and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a middle-aged man with a dark face walking in.

  Behind the middle-aged man, like stars holding the moon, surrounded by a group of muscular and muscular thugs, each with a proud look on their faces, echoed again and again:

   "Eight million is not even enough to get this little **** sold, Boss Yang, don't be fooled by him!"

   "That's right! From this point of view, the little **** who is extremely poor, if he can spend 8 million, then he really has a ghost!"

  (end of this chapter)