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Chapter seven hundred and fiftieth chapter wicket poor(2/2)

He also said that there was an "important thing", so he moved it about ten meters to the side, behind a large pillar.

"What important thing? If you dare to tease me, it will be a death sentence." The fat ghost was a little arrogant and seemed very impatient.

But I still smiled that way: "Official, of course there is something important. Look, look at me here..."

After saying that, I pulled my package away.

Then, I saw neatly tidy piles of dark money and gold ingots exposed inside.

I think! I have expressed my opinion like this, and the other party will definitely understand what I mean.

No matter how bad it is, it will not be as stern as it is now.

But who knew that after I just showed the dark coins in the package to this fat ghost, the fat ghost's face became even more gloomy.

He frowned and had a dark face: "Boy, what do you mean?"

I was wondering, you don’t understand what I mean?

But when someone asked this, I could only lower my voice and said:

"Official, we haven't bought a ticket. Look, can we put in? One billion, plus one hundred taels of gold ingots."

I spoke with a smile, and after I finished speaking, I handed the package forward.

As a result, the ghost's face suddenly changed, and he angrily scolded me: "Boy, you dare to bribe this evil man, you are guilty of death..."

After saying that, the ghost messenger drew out his long sword on the spot, trying to kill me with one knife...
Chapter completed!
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