The House of Everything I Created

At this time, his eyes fell on another table in the living room.

There was an old man there, and a person wearing a maid outfit, who seemed to be a maid.

But the maid looked about sixty or seventy years old, and the old man was about the same age.

Qian Youfang's mind flashed a little doubt, but seeing the material of the clothes on the two people, he knew that it was definitely not cheap.

"It seems to be a rich old man, and he brought an old maid with him. What is he doing in this store?"

"It's so late? It's very strange."

At this time, countless question marks flashed in Qian Youfang's eyes, and everything here looked so strange.

Brandy, Whiskey and Vodka stood behind the bar, standing at the end of the hall like door gods.

Their bulging muscles and tall bodies made them look very deterrent.

"Isn't this a strange place?"

Qian Youfang couldn't help but reveal a strange look in his eyes, because these two people looked too deterrent.

"Like the gays in some special bars and clubs."

"Also like the fitness bodyguards that some big guys like to use."

The muscular body is very intimidating to ordinary people.

Qian Youfang followed Absinthe and sat down in a seat.

Absinthe looked at him quietly, "Guest, this is the menu, tell me what you need."

After flipping through it casually, Qian Youfang said calmly, "A cup of black tea, thank you."

Soon, Absinthe brought a cup of black tea and placed it in front of him.

The whole Wanshiwu was very quiet, just like an ordinary coffee shop.

Qian Youfang sat in his seat and looked around, but he didn't find anything wrong. At most, Absinthe looked like a child laborer.

"It seems that there is no special news. I waited for nothing."

"Alas, I am so unlucky."

"I don't know when the big news will fall into my hands."

He is a frustrated reporter. Every day he can only interview some street anecdotes or the idle affairs of aunts and aunts, and various rumors in the market.

The news that can really make him famous has never come to him.

All of them were taken a step ahead by his colleagues or people with backgrounds.

At this moment, the door of the Wanshiwu was suddenly opened.

An old man in a wheelchair was pushed in by another old man.

Qian Youfang took a casual look, and suddenly his face froze. He saw an incredible scene.

Then he immediately lowered his head. He knew who the person in the wheelchair was.

One of the most powerful rich people in Jingjing City, Wang Jiadong.

The chairman of Wang Group, and the person who pushed him in was the director of a martial arts hall - Tan Minglong.

This person is one of the martial arts halls supported by Wang Group, and there is a deep relationship between the two.

"Why would such a big shot come here?"

Qian Youfang's eyes flashed with countless thoughts, and at the same time he was slightly excited. He knew that this might be big news.

But he also knew that he couldn't report all this news? At most, he could only report that a certain big shot visited a small shop or coffee shop.

This kind of news could barely pass.

If it involves specific people, what they are doing? Even some secret information? It is impossible to pass through the editor-in-chief of their newspaper.

Thinking of this, a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes? He quietly pricked up his ears.

Tan Minglong pushed Wang Jiadong and came to Lin Yi's side.

"Mr. Lin, I have an elder who heard about Li Wuyou, so I want to make a deal with you."

"This is Mr. Wang Jiadong."

Lin Yi turned his head and looked at the old man in the wheelchair, and said calmly, "Your life is almost exhausted."

"At most one year."

"From your appearance, you want to extend your life, right?"

Wang Jiadong looked at Lin Yi and nodded, "Yes, I heard that the store manager can make Li Wuyou rejuvenate, so although I am not talented, I also want to give it a try."

"After all, life is the most important thing in life."

"Money is nothing but external things, you can't bring it with you when you are born and you can't take it with you when you die."

Lin Yi looked at Wang Jiadong and said, "Haha, that's true."

"But if you want to buy your life, what price can you afford?"

"Although I am not rich, I have a lot of family assets."

"My assets are also more than 100 billion."

"I want to buy 100 years of life, and I will offer 10 billion assets."

Lin Yi heard this and sighed slightly. "What a pity."

"Such a small amount of money is not enough to buy your life."

Tan Minglong, who was behind Wang Jiadong, heard this and his face changed slightly, "Why? With hundreds of billions of assets, even if you want to buy various boxing secrets, it is all possible."

"Definitely worth the money."

"Even if you want to ask a saintly and wise god-level strongman to take action, it is enough."

Lin Yi looked at the old man, "The reason is very simple."

"I like equal exchange."

"The life of an ordinary person is as cheap as grass, so it is naturally worthless,"

"But your life is as precious as a mountain of gold."

"Everyone who wants to exchange for life will pay a different price."

"You must give him something of equal value."

"A 100-year lifespan is equivalent to letting you live your life again."

"You only took out 1/10 of the 100 billion assets. This is not an equal exchange."

"10 billion can give you 10 years of life."

Wang Jiadong listened to Lin Yi's words, but he was not angry. He just looked at him calmly.

"Mr. Lin, if I use other things to exchange, is it okay?"

"I have a few relics of ancient gods and heroes in my hand."

"There are even mysteries left by ancient gods and heroes on them."

"There are three in total, and they come from three famous figures in history."

As he said, he reached into his arms and took out three things.

The first one is a string of bright sandalwood beads with many lines on them, a total of 9 beads. If the lines on each bead are unfolded, it seems to be a Buddha.

This should not be a natural thing, but it exists in a natural form.

The second thing is a piece of paper with a word written on it - sword.

This word is drawn vertically and horizontally, as if it contains a wonderful truth in it. The first sight of people is like seeing a peerless swordsman.

The third item was a gold coin with an ancient head on it, which looked like a typical Western face.

Wang Jiadong said calmly, "This sandalwood bead bracelet was passed down from Huineng, the supreme master of the Great Tibetan King Buddhist Temple 3,000 years ago. It was carried by him when he passed away."

"Legend has it that it contains all the essence of Huineng's Buddhism."

"It is said that this person practiced Buddhism and martial arts, and practiced both boxing and magic, and his combat power was unparalleled."