He glared for a while before he was sure that Qin Jingcheng was talking about a curse, and he kept a fucking one after another for a long time, "I don't know, I won't count, I can't tell you."

"Ten times the commission." Qin Jingcheng said.

Master Mo was unmoved, and even showed an expression on his face that he regarded money as dirt, "I can't count it."

“One hundred times commission.”

"I won't count."

“A thousand times commission.”

"If you can't decide, you won't count. If you can't count it, you won't count it. Mr. Qin, sir, don't make things difficult for me."

If it were the case before, he would have responded to the danger of being punished by God when he saw so much money, but now he really dares not.

Qin Jingcheng's eyes darkened, "Ten thousand times."

Mo Deshi took a deep breath, this is so fucking cruel!

I know that what he lacks the most now is money.

He was afraid that Qin Jingcheng would be shattered if he told him about his integrity and desires, so he begged for mercy quickly.

He put his hands together and put them on his forehead and bowed to him, "I really don't know how to count. Don't force me, let me go, look at my head."

He bent over and spread the hair above his head to Qin Jingcheng to see that there was a big bald piece in the middle of the black lion-like hair.

It's a bit like being shaved off.

No, it was not shaved, it should have been burned, with a thick layer of scab on it.

Mo Deshi cried and said, "Did you see it? Mr. Qin? This is retribution. I accidentally revealed the secret of heaven to your woman last time. During the escape, there was a thunderbolt on the sunny day, and a thunderclap on the ground, and hit my Tianlinggu. I really don't dare to forget it. You two can let me go."

It sounds so unlucky. He just ran straight on the road, but a thunder slashed down like this.

The blue sky and the sun are struck by lightning. What a sin.

He was lucky enough to not be killed. Is it okay that he had been lying for a whole month?

Now I am still full of injuries and have no money to treat.

Qin Jingcheng's eyes twitched, and he could survive by being struck by lightning. This person is also amazing.

His lips were pursed into a straight line, and his eyes fell on the charlatan who was complaining in front of him.

What he guessed was indeed good. This beggar was indeed not an ordinary genius.

When he saw Qin Wu for the first time, he could blurt out that she was carrying a curse on her body. He said twice more about why he was not dead yet, which means that he had already seen it. Qin Wu's curse was transferred to him.

As soon as he thought of this, he came over immediately.

Since this magical calculation can be seen, does he have a solution?

Qin Jingcheng's eyes were deep, this was his last chance.

However, looking at the tragic situation of the person in front of you, it seems that it is really impossible to count.

After a long silence, Qin Jingcheng stood up and said, "I'm disturbing."

This is his own disaster and will not add his misfortune to others.

Mo Deshi thought he would say something else and threaten something. After all, aren’t rich people like them the same? They are arrogant and do not care about others’ lives and deaths.

Qin Jingcheng was so easy to talk to, but he was a little uncomfortable.

Looking at Qin Jingcheng's lonely back, Mo Deshi gritted his teeth. He really hates my kind and helpful heart!

"You don't have to waste your time. This is the most vicious curse in the world and cannot be solved."

Qin Jingcheng paused, turned his head and looked over. Mo Deshi turned the compass in his hand, and said expressionlessly, "What do you want to be?"

Qin Jingcheng sat back, "I can't understand?"
Chapter completed!