Chapter 521 There is definitely something wrong with you two. You can’t hide it anymore.

Chapter 521 There is definitely something wrong with you two. You can’t hide it anymore.

Chapter 521 There is definitely something wrong with you two. You can’t hide it anymore.

"Yes, I am a deity."

Facing questions from Ma Xiaoling and the other two, Tan Wenjie nodded very calmly.

And also added a sentence.

"The people canonized the God of Wealth."

There are many ways of deifying the gods: the common people worship them spontaneously, the emperor of mankind confers titles on them, and the Jade Emperor confers titles on them.

But no matter which one it is, as long as there is belief and incense and offerings, it becomes a god.

Of course, the endings are different. More than half of the gods worshipped by the people are evil gods. The Big Black Buddha Mother and the Ghost Master that Tan Wenjie had encountered belong to this category. Their temples are also considered to be evil gods and cannot be seen in the light.

But there is also a small part that is worshipped by the people, then canonized as the Human Emperor, and eventually becomes so popular that it is unmatched by ordinary gods, such as Mazu and Guan Erye, and eventually is actively absorbed by the righteous gods.

Gao Bao said excitedly: "Look, look! Immortal Tan, my grandfather is Gao Baifei, do you remember?"

"Li Tieniu?"

If someone else asked him if he remembered his grandfather, Tan Wenjie would definitely think that the other person had a problem with his brain, but the characteristic of this world is that every generation has inherited the same face, height, voice, hairstyle, etc.

When he saw the other person, he wanted to eat beef noodles.

"No, it's Gao Bofei."

"know."

Ma Xiaoling at the side couldn't help but say, "Just believe what he says."

Gao Bao: “…”

If he could really establish connections and make a fortune, he would believe it.

"We didn't disturb you from reading other people's palms, did we?" After saying this, Ma Xiaoling suddenly woke up and realized that she didn't seem to be the girlfriend of a bastard. It seemed that she was meddling too much.

To her relief, Tan Wenjie said, “I told Xiaoqing and Jin Zhengzhong that I was the God of Wealth, but they didn’t believe it, so I made the business of this bar better. You know, many people know me.”

1 point of wealth, even if it can only be exchanged for +1 fortune, is enough to increase the sales dramatically. Unless an ordinary store is in a good location, its fortune usually hovers around 1-2 points. Adding 1 point of fortune is equivalent to doubling the sales.

Some stores can only get 1 in financial luck for one or two days every month. Most of the time, it is 0, which means they can barely make ends meet, and sometimes even have a negative number.

Stores with negative numbers will eventually become “popular stores for transfer”.

The green snake, who has no shortage of money, can only grit his teeth and welcome the endless stream of guests.

If you open your business, you definitely can't chase people away.

"Immortal Tan, when can you stop using your magical powers?" The green snake came over at this time.

Tan Wenjie didn't understand: "The God of Wealth came to give you money, why are you not happy?"

"I'm a monster, I don't lack money."

"Don't use the Five Ghosts to steal money." Tan Wenjie reminded, "Banks are usually guarded by gods. They are regular soldiers."

It is okay to steal money from a bank, but if your fists are not strong enough, you may run into the God of Wealth or the Door God when you go to the bank to steal money, and you will never come back.

It would be better to let the robbers wear hoods when robbing, as the success rate will be higher.

Although this green snake is not very good-looking and has a bad eye for men, it has helped him a lot. Tan Wenjie is well-known for taking care of his own people. He will repay kindness and kill those who have grudges.

Green Snake: "..."

Tan Wenjie looked around and said, "I have accepted the fortune you gave me, but the business is still so good, it should be that your own fortune has increased."

A lot of big-breasted girls came to the bar, and without his wealth, the business would not be good.

The green snake could only continue to be busy reluctantly.

Looking at Ma Xiaoling and Kuang Tianyou who were hesitant to talk, he said, "Let's go to another place and talk slowly."

Kuang Tianyou nodded. He was not very familiar with Tan Wenjie. He only knew that the other party was not a Taoist priest who would kill zombies on sight, and he was not interested in himself as a zombie.

Maybe he is not as interested in Ma Xiaoling's thighs.

Tan Wenjie said to Gao Bao: "I'll take you to buy lottery tickets later."

The folk god of wealth is also a god of wealth, and he feels that he is more like the martial god of wealth. He is not afraid of anyone using small tricks to deal with him. If someone dares not to give him money, he will fight even if Guan Erye protects him.

"Thank you, gods!" Gao Bao was overjoyed.

A good god is one who grants every wish.

After Gao Bao left, the three of them went to a small private room in the bar, where Kuang Tianyou explained their experiences going back 60 years.

The green snake who happened to come in to deliver water and wine heard what Kuang Tianyou said: "We saw Jiang Chen playing a game console at that time."

"What!" Tan Wenjie was surprised.

Green Snake: "..."

She had clearly been forced to follow Tan Wenjie back to 60 years ago, and even saw with her own eyes Tan Wenjie take out the game console and hand it to Jiang Chen.

But when Qing She saw Tan Wenjie's expression just now, she actually had the idea that the other party was also hearing about this matter for the first time.

What a great acting skill! You are not the God of Wealth at all! You are clearly the God of Drama.

"Yamamoto Kazuo is now trying to build a zombie kingdom." Kuang Tianyou said sincerely, "We hope you can help us deal with Yamamoto Kazuo."

Tan Wenjie picked up the cup of water brought by Qing Snake, took a sip, and turned his gaze to Ma Xiaoling.

It doesn’t matter whether Yamamoto Kazuo is killed or not. He is also a person who deserves the disaster. He can be resurrected when the time comes. Everything is destined.

"Why are you looking at me?" Ma Xiaoling felt a little uncomfortable.

She spoke, drawing the attention of the other two.

"Okay." Tan Wenjie nodded.

Knowing that it was time to retire, Kuang Tianyou and Qing Snake stood up quietly and slowly left the room.

Ma Xiaoling did not ask him if he was a god, but said: "My aunt and I couldn't defeat Jiang Chen together. Zombies are difficult to kill."

She recounted her fantastic experience of traveling back in time 60 years ago, with only occasional "hmm, hmm" sounds of approval coming from the audience.

My heart gradually calmed down.

When I have someone who understands me, I suddenly feel that all the fatigue in my heart disappears, but my eyes feel a little hot. When I have someone to talk to and rely on, the grievances surge in my heart.

Ma Xiaoling turned her head and saw Tan Wenjie staring at her legs.

The tears that were about to burst out disappeared in an instant, and anger rose in my heart.

Just now I was staring at the cleavage of a woman with a low-cut V-neck and thinking it was a career, what a bastard.

"Don't want to cry anymore?" Tan Wenjie suddenly asked.

Ma Xiaoling, who was about to get angry, stopped herself. It turned out that she was worried that she would lose all her magical powers after crying.

I misunderstood him.

"Can I touch your legs?"

"Asshole, die!"

There was no misunderstanding about him at all.

……

The encirclement and suppression of Yamamoto Kazuo had not yet begun. Just as Kuang Tianyou knew that he needed help from Tan Wenjie, Yamamoto Kazuo could also expect that Tan Wenjie would take action, so he hid early.

Kuang Tianyou searched all the places where Yamamoto Kazuo might be in one night, but finally returned to He Yingqiu's shop with nothing.

In the store, Tan Wenjie and Ma Xiaoling had already been killing time here.

"You have a talent for invention."

Tan Wenjie looked at He Yingqiu's invention.

Such as game console talismans, ghost-catching kits, salvation combinations, and even the so-called blood angels for zombie research.

It can be seen that He Yingqiu is a traditional Maoshan disciple. Letting Western angels make drinks for zombies means that Western gods are all on the table.

"Blood Angels can relieve the hunger of zombies, but there are some side effects."

"What side effects?"

"After drinking it, your strength will increase for a short period of time, and then you will become weak."

"Good stuff."

He actually has quite a few zombies, and now even the problem of feeding them has been solved.

Tan Wenjie has always valued inventive talents and likes to act as an angel investor. He basically only provides funds and never interferes with their development, allowing them to grow wildly.

Don't underestimate any inventor, especially if he is in the field of metaphysics. The inventions of materialism can be traced, but the inventions of idealism... I have an idea.JPG, and then the idea becomes a reality.

Ma Xiaoling's long legs were not in a hurry, so she turned around and touched them slowly.

"Do you have a son?" asked Tan Wenjie.

It was nothing else, but when he saw the little devil son that He Yingqiu was raising, his passive ability of "threat" was activated again. He provided help to his son, and then asked for benefits from his father.

It's purely physical instinct.

He Yingqiu nodded, and at the same time an absurd thought arose in his mind, could it be that...

He had heard of Tan Wenjie more than once from Kuang Tianyou and Ma Xiaoling.

Ability to fight Fahai, strength is unfathomable.

And he is suspected to be a god.

"Do you want your son to come back to life?" asked Tan Wenjie.

……

As soon as Kuang Tianyou entered the room, he saw Ma Xiaoling playing games alone out of boredom, and also saw He Yingqiu holding Tan Wenjie's hand and thanking him over and over again.

"Master Tan, I'm your uncle." Kuang Tianyou greeted him. "I've already checked everywhere, but I couldn't find Yamamoto Kazuo's whereabouts. He may have gone into hiding. What are you doing?"

"It's okay." He Yingqiu got into the state in a second and quickly adjusted his emotions. "If you want to eliminate Jiang Chen, you must be fully prepared. I heard that..."

Tan Wenjie raised his hand: "No need, the three of us can definitely kill him."

His strength has increased several times. If he is still killed by Yamamoto Kazuo because of love, friendship, obsession or other messy things when fighting against him, wouldn't all his efforts be in vain?

You have to squat in the alchemy furnace to be refined, and you have to control yourself from urinating or defecating in it. That takes 49 hours. Ordinary people would have suffocated to death long ago.

Besides, Yamamoto Kazuo is the descendant of a degraded general and minister, while he himself is the descendant of a perfect general and minister. The gap between the two is not small.

At the same time, he was ready to turn around and wash away the talent synthesis of "The Descendant of a Perfect General".

He had thought about washing it off before, but he found that the grade of "Descendant of a Perfect General" was too high. Even if he added all his existing talents with low rejection, he could not get any optimization and transformation, but it might make his talents worse.

What he needs to do now is to go to a higher level world and develop a higher level prize pool.

He Yingqiu just shut up.

"The most important issue now is how we can find Yamamoto Kazuo," said Kuang Tianyou.

"It's simple. Yamamoto Kazuo relies on the Nitto Group. The zombies under his command and the access he can get to the upper class people in various countries are all because of this group." Tan Wenjie said, "As long as the Nitto Group is gone, Yamamoto Kazuo is blind. He can't hide behind and cause trouble. He can only come out in person."

"He is a zombie. If he wants to bite someone, how can he not do it?" Kuang Tianyou didn't understand.

Tan Wenjie asked back: "You are also a zombie. How many important people do you know? Who can you find?"

Kuang Tianyou: “…”

To be honest, he only knew the people in the police station and had only seen big shots on TV. If he was asked to go out and find big shots to suck blood, he would be completely clueless.

It is possible to find someone to coerce or bribe, but taking action means exposing your tracks.

Kuang Tianyou: "They will go to extremes and may cause a large number of innocent deaths."

"What we want is that he will do something desperate." After saying this, Tan Wenjie looked at Kuang Tianyou strangely.

It sounds like you can stop zombies from sucking blood. Are you prepared to just ignore it and pretend that other zombies in the world don't suck blood?

Zombies, no matter how strong they are, can only hide in the gutter. Humans' disgust and fear of zombies are innate.

Jump out of the Three Realms and Six Paths, or be rejected by the Three Realms and Six Paths.

Without the identity of rich people, zombies are just a group of brave and aggressive little punks.

"What are you going to do?" Ma Xiaoling asked.

Tan Wenjie asked, "Ah Qiu, open the altar!"

At this moment, He Yingqiu was in a trance, as if he saw the figure of his master Mao Xiaofang.

"Yes!" He Yingqiu responded quickly.

A yellow cloth table and a simple incense burner.

Tan Wenjie put a few signs he had written on the table.

"What are you doing?" Kuang Tianyou asked Ma Xiaoling.

He saw the names of more than a dozen gods and immortals written on it, including Guan Yu, Zhao Gongming, Nan Ji Xian Weng, Zhong Kui, etc.

Even Nezha the Third Prince, Erlang Shen Yang Jian and others were written about.

Not to mention Guanyin Bodhisattva and Tathagata Buddha.

"Pray to the gods?" Ma Xiaoling was unsure.

Tan Wenjie grabbed the incense and turned his hand. The incense was already lit and he casually inserted it into the incense burner.

"Everyone, please do me a favor. I will gild your bodies and build more temples for you. Don't worry, I won't ask you to help fight zombies. You don't have to do anything."

His prayers today are of no use.

Just want money.

Some gods do exist, while others give him the feeling of being more like folk beliefs and have no real bodies. For example, there is no Fire Department in Heaven in this world, but there is the Fire God Zhurong who can borrow magic.

This world was still a little too remote. The only beings he could guarantee existed were Guanyin Bodhisattva and Tathagata Buddha, because he had seen them with his own eyes.

[Pray for success, your fortune today +3]

enough.

With luck and fortune, it's hard not to get rich.

It is very easy to bring down the Ridong Group. As long as he forms a competitive relationship with the Ridong Group, the other party will lose money if he makes money.

Tan Wenjie had experimented with this countless times before. As long as his fortune was good enough, the more he invested, the more he would earn.

Because financial luck must ensure that he will make money. In other words, if he invests one hundred yuan, he must at least make back the original one hundred yuan.

If he invested one billion, he would definitely be able to earn it back today.

It is still a little slower than turning stone into gold, and money is almost useless to gods. It is only very important to mortals and can buy almost everything in the world.

The main business of the Ridong Group is shopping malls, covering most of East Asia. As long as Tan Wenjie also opens a shopping mall, its living space will be squeezed.

Just like in the world of the Republic of China, those businesses that competed with Tan Wenjie in business found it difficult to sell their products, and often due to quarrels, a large business deal would inexplicably flow into the Tan family business.

If you want to make any small move, disasters such as fire, water, war, banditry, etc. will come to you.

On this day, some shareholders discovered that there were problems with the Ridong Group. Low-level employees resigned in large numbers and shopping mall stores gave up their leases.

Talents were siphoned away from the original location and moved into the new shopping mall.

"Is this really possible?" Ma Xiaoling asked.

She didn't expect that getting rich would be so easy.

"This is the blessing of the gods, the wealth brought by the God of Wealth." Tan Wenjie nodded, "Luck is more important than hard work. The farmers working in the fields and the workers on the construction sites are the hardest working group. Why do they work the hardest but earn the least?"

Ma Xiaoling: “…”

It made sense, but she didn't like the look of it.

……

Some people noticed that the Ridong Group suddenly underwent a huge change in one day.

And this change lasted for a whole week.

The once powerful behemoth was hit by various problems within a week, including internal corruption, misappropriation of funds, and tax evasion.

There are also employees at the lower levels who sexually harass and mock and curse at customers behind their backs.

There are witnesses and evidence for all of them.

Others have discovered that it took only seven days for another large group to emerge. At this stage, it is still not as good as the Ridong Group, but everyone knows that as long as it continues, it will not be difficult to replace it.

What is even more shocking is that the boss of the group is actually Tan Wenjie.

Because the group is called "Tan Wenjie Caishen", the full name is Tan Wenjie Caishen Group.

You could say he was strengthening his concepts or that he was taking an unorthodox path, the destruction of the world was imminent and the gods were hiding and dared not get involved in the catastrophe. It completely became Tan Wenjie's personal playground.

Destruction is imminent, so what's wrong with him providing welfare to all the people? Everyone will have money and live happily.

Everything is destined to be reset to zero anyway, so he might as well use it to earn the title of "God of Wealth".

In another world, if he dared to disrupt order like this, countless people in heaven and on earth would come to trouble him, but now everyone turns a blind eye to it.

It’s only a few months left, the countdown begins.

With popularity, traffic, and a lot of money, almost all print media are digging deep into Tan Wenjie.

It was as if this person popped out from between rocks. He caught ghosts as a Taoist priest, but after making money, he turned to lottery and won every time he bought a ticket.

Later, some people followed Tan Wenjie to buy lottery tickets, bet on horses, etc. They all turned from the bottom of society into rich people, and came out to accept interviews actively.

on television.

A young man was interviewed and said, "I had just broken up with my girlfriend. She thought I was not ambitious, so I planned to seek help from the legendary Master Miaoshan. But I unexpectedly met Tan Caishen. I asked him how to win back my girlfriend, and he asked me to buy lottery tickets with him."

The reporter asked, "And then? Did you win the prize?"

"I won the prize." A smile appeared on the young man's face. "Although there are a lot of winners, Tan Caishen helped us buy more than one prize. I have a little money in my hand now."

"Has your girlfriend come back to see you?"

"After coming back, I still live the same life as before, but she said that I am actually very ambitious and she regrets breaking up with me." The young man had a sarcastic smile on his face.

The reporter didn't care about his girlfriend, but for the sake of the show's effect, he still asked: "Have you got back together?"

Only gossip will attract people's attention.

"Of course not. I feel that I am not ambitious enough and I cannot hold him back." He could no longer suppress his smile.

The reporter sighed at the end: "This is a living god!"

If you worship other gods of wealth, it may take years or even decades for you to get rich, and you cannot guarantee that this is what the god of wealth gives you. But if you worship Tan Wenjie, the money will be in your account immediately after the next lottery draw.

Things became more and more exaggerated. Some people began to produce portraits of Tan Wenjie, and casinos, shopping malls and other places took the initiative to offer sacrifices. Some people also said that he was just a person, and there was only one kind of person on the altar, that is, the black and white photos for posthumous memorial services, and they cursed Tan Wenjie to die more than once.

But the place that revered Tan Wenjie the most was not the merchants, but the lottery shop.

Because of Tan Wenjie's celebrity effect, the number of people buying lottery tickets has increased more than ten times. If you believe in the God of Wealth and want to get rich quickly, the fastest way to make money is to buy lottery tickets.

The sales of Lotto, Mark Six, Double Color Ball, etc. have skyrocketed, and the boss really treats Tan Wenjie as the God of Wealth.

Also, because Tan Wenjie continuously adds wealth to himself every day, his making money means that everyone related to him will also make money.

“Benefits must increase!”

"..."

"Who asked you to work overtime?"

"..."

"When I'm bored, I go on vacation and I'll get reimbursed through the company's account."

"..."

"I have said it many times, you can never make enough money, but your body is your own. Go see a doctor as soon as possible. The company will reimburse you and your salary will be doubled during this period. I will not let my employees down."

"Mr. Tan, but..."

"Yes, you sprained your ankle, and it's inconvenient for you to go to the hospital by yourself. Five people come to accompany him to the hospital, and your salary will be doubled."

"Yes, Mr. Tan!" X5
In less than a month, Tan Wenjie had become known as the best boss in the world.

When he came to the mall for inspection on a new day, all the employees spontaneously lined up and waited.

The eyes looking at him were eager and shining.

They spoke in unison, their voices deafening.

"Hello, Mr. Tan!"

The more you spend, the more you earn.

At the same time, when people have money in their hands, they will spend money because they are full of expectations for their future life, and will not save money carefully, resulting in more and more money flowing.

The entire market naturally flourished, passively expanding Tan Wenjie's sphere of influence.

There are both good and bad sides to this. After all, the good guys have more money, and the bad guys also have more money. It's like a huge bubble that is getting bigger and bigger. Some people think that this is a repeat of Japan's bubble era, and Tan Wenjie is the culprit.

Maybe in a year or two, everyone will collapse.

They hated themselves for not being able to wake up the people who were caught up in the revelry, and then join in the revelry with tears and gritted teeth.

It feels great to make money, but it feels even better to spend money.

A year or two?

It won’t last even half a year, the world will be destroyed first.

Feeling the inferior incense sticks he received, Tan Wenjie was very satisfied. No matter how inferior they were, they were still incense sticks. Quantity replaced quality. He did not use incense sticks to increase his strength, but just to strengthen his title of God of Wealth.

Some people are satisfied, while naturally some people are not satisfied.

Kazuo Yamamoto is in a very bad situation now. The Nitto Group has been unable to recover in a very short period of time, internal conflicts continue, and he has been found to have tax problems.

To be precise, it is Yamamoto Takeshi, also known as Yamamoto Kazuo, who is the alias of Yamamoto, and the current head of the Yamamoto family, who has a problem.

The Ridong Group, which he had barely developed over decades using various supernatural powers, biting people to control them, threatening their lives and other shady tactics, collapsed completely.

Now he is like a rat crossing the street.

"It must be that damn Tan Wenjie." The female zombie following Yamamoto Kazuo gritted her teeth.

But he just gritted his teeth. It was not like he had never fought before. He had almost had his head blown off by the opponent's golden bow.

If the other party cooperates with Ma Xiaoling and Kuang Tianyou, our chances of winning will be greatly reduced.

"Boss, we should seize the opportunity to act." The female zombie reminded, "Get rid of Ma Xiaoling and the others first."

Yamamoto Kazuo nodded. This was his last chance and he had to fight a comeback first.

Domoto Shingo on the side didn't say anything, but his mind was working. After following Yamamoto Kazuo for decades, this was the first time he saw him suffer a setback.

Maybe, now is the chance!
But Domoto didn't notice that while his eyes were flickering, Yamamoto Kazuo was also secretly watching him.

……

"You said that you actually have a grudge against Yamamoto Kazuo?"

Tan Wenjie, Kuang Tianyou, Ma Xiaoling, He Yingqiu and others gathered together, facing a zombie who suddenly showed up, Yamamoto Kazuo's right-hand man, Domoto Shingo.

When he was in Japan, he was blown away by Tan Wenjie's golden bow, and was hit again when he tried to hijack and revive.

"I am Yamamoto's daughter and Mirai's boyfriend. Mirai suddenly found me that day, and then..."

When Domoto Shingo was reviewing the previous events, Tan Wenjie's consciousness became distracted.

Tan Wenjie was not interested in the love-hate relationship between them. Besides, no matter how wonderful Domoto Shingo's words were, as a zombie for decades, he had bitten many people to death.

In other words, Tan Wenjie was very clear that the end of the world was imminent, and it didn't matter whether he killed the other party or not, otherwise as soon as the other party showed his head, he would raise his hand and shoot the other party's head off with a bullet.

After heart-wrenching memories, Domoto finally finished telling how he endured humiliation, lived in shame, and had to go against his conscience and hurt people in order to collect Yamamoto Kazuo's weaknesses.

"...It is very difficult for you to kill Yamamoto Kazuo." Domoto Shingo said, "But I have followed him for decades, and I know that several decades ago, there was a man named Yumei Jusan who once hunted for Yamamoto Kazuo."

"Did he succeed?" Kuang Tianyou asked immediately.

One more helper means more strength.

Domoto shook his head and said, "No, but he left behind thirteen notes that record all the methods to deal with Yamamoto Kazuo. They will definitely help you."

In this life, the war of destruction is related to one person, that is, Yu Ming Shisan, who was Luo Hou ten thousand years ago. He disguised himself as Yamamoto Kazuo's loyal lackey in order to make the other party let his guard down. When the world was destroyed by the Burial Moon in 1999, he could still snatch the other party's immortal body.

At this point, we can basically determine what level Luo Hou is. If he covets the body of a zombie, he will have lived in vain for eternity.

In order to destroy Luo Hou, you need to inspire five heroes, assemble the five-color team, and then activate the fusion skill... Luo Hou is now staying in Japan, and it is normal for him to like teams, transformations, fusion, etc.

We should be thankful that Godzilla didn't appear.

"No need for that." Tan Wenjie said, "He can't beat Yamamoto Kazuo, so the experience of a loser doesn't matter."

Kuang Tianyou frowned: "I think maybe I can..."

Domoto nodded: "You are right."

He didn't know how Yu Ming Shisan chased Yamamoto Kazuo, but he knew that the man in front of him really pushed Yamamoto Kazuo into a desperate situation, so that Yamamoto hid his head and tail and dared not show up.

He came to talk about this matter specifically this time because he was eager for revenge and also to make a name for himself.

No matter who it is, they can see that the side with the help of Tan Wenjie has an absolute advantage at this time and is overwhelmingly powerful.

Including the official news media, everyone stands on his side.

Yamamoto Takeshi has become a black-hearted capitalist. He absconded with the money, evaded taxes, and persecuted and exploited the people. He should commit suicide by disembowelment.

The cesarean section that was not performed sixty years ago should be performed sixty years later.

"Yamamoto Kazuo will never give up easily." Domoto could only remind him.

The phone suddenly rang.

When Kuang Tianyou answered the phone, he heard Jin Zhengzhong's anxious shout: "Yamamoto Kazuo is here, they were all beaten half to death, and Zhenzhen was also captured."

Several people looked at Domoto at the same time. You came at a good time, you are not deliberately delaying us.

When we rushed back to Jiajia Building, there were corpses lying on the ground.

Almost all those whose names could be remembered were dead, Wang Zhenzhen was missing, and only Xiaoqing was still breathing.

"Exalted Immortal."

The green snake spits out Yuandan.

"Please take care of Zhengzhong." She knew what Tan Wenjie wanted.

Giving this Yuan Dan to Jin Zhengzhong can only ensure that he is strong and healthy, and at most his cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds. Although she has not been with Jin Zhengzhong for a long time, she knows very well that Jin Zhengzhong is the kind of person who talks nice but actually likes to be sneaky and cunning.

It will eventually become deserted.

At the moment of death, she suddenly realized that everything seemed like a bullshit fate, because the other party was the reincarnation of Xu Xian, and she and her sisters were destined to be deeply trapped in it.

But feelings cannot be faked, so she still hopes to take good care of her brother-in-law and lover.

Tan Wenjie took the Yuandan and nodded.

It is easy to take care of Jin Zhengzhong. Just give him some money and let him fend for himself. Before long, the world will be destroyed and all the promises will become nothingness.

"Let's go save Zhenzhen." Ma Xiaoling looked at Tan Wenjie.

When it comes to her good friend, she will never hesitate.

"Here, here is a note left by Yamamoto Kazuo." Jin Zhengzhong said.

The note said that Kuang Tianyou should go to Tsutenkaku of Ridong Group alone.

"He wants to end things with me." Kuang Tianyou said with a frown.

"The Tsutenkaku of the Nitto Group?"

Tan Wenjie was puzzled.

“That building is mine now.”

Everyone: "..."

The sadness in my heart dissipated a lot, and the hatred for class enemies was definitely no less than killing relatives and enemies.

"I'll go by myself." Kuang Tianyou said, "This is a grudge between him and me."

In order to keep Zhenzhen alive, taking risks is inevitable.

Tan Wenjie: "Why can't we kill them together?"

Not to mention that Yamamoto Kazuo likes Wang Zhenzhen and is reluctant to bite her. Even if he really bites her, according to the zombie settings of this world, the low-level zombies bitten by high-level zombies will return to normal due to the death of the high-level zombies.

There are absolute level restrictions between them.

So it doesn’t matter if Yamamoto Kazuo bites Wang Zhenzhen. After killing Yamamoto Kazuo, Wang Zhenzhen will return to normal.

"Zhenzhen's safety is the most important." Kuang Tianyou said seriously.

Tan Wenjie: "Is there a possibility that Wang Zhenzhen has been safe all along, and she will not die even if you die."

Kuang Tianyou: “…”

In the silence, I suddenly realized that what he said made a lot of sense.

Finally, it was Ma Xiaoling who said, "Let's go together."

Originally, she thought that Kuang Tianyou was right and Zhenzhen's life safety should be the first priority. But after listening to Tan Wenjie's words, she suddenly realized that with Yamamoto Kazuo's style of doing things, it would be impossible for him to directly harm Zhenzhen.

Now the enemy is weak and we are strong, and we are being led by the nose, which is inconsistent with the style of the Ma family of the Exorcist Dragon Clan.

Zombies, kill.

In front of the Tsutenkaku Tower, Tan Wenjie looked up. This building became one of the properties of the "Tan Wenjie God of Wealth" Group. Apart from representing that the Ridong Group was completely replaced, there was no other arrangement.

There is a saying that goes, if you stand on the wind, even a pig can fly. Tan Wenjie is not a pig, but as the only foreign god who is not afraid of being involved in a catastrophe at this stage, he can create wind at will.

Work? No need to work, he just needs to keep blowing bubbles, anyway, the world will explode before the bubbles.

"We don't know what will happen if we start fighting later." Ma Xiaoling said, "We must persuade everyone to leave."

They had just reached the door of the building.

"Hello, Mr. Tan!" The voices were loud and uniform.

Tan Wenjie nodded: "Double salary this month! Everyone will have a holiday."

"Ah, long live Mr. Tan!" There was a wolves howling excitedly at the scene, and then they quickly left.

The speed is so fast that it is jaw-dropping.

Ma Xiaoling, Kuang Tianyou, Tang Ben: "..."

Before taking action against Yamamoto Kazuo, they also wanted to take action against Tan Wenjie. This bastard perfectly portrayed the role of an arrogant rich man. If this was a TV series, he would definitely be a classic villain in it.

No, he doesn't look like he's acting at all.

Unlike Ma Xiaoling and the other two who were tense and alert, Tan Wenjie was relaxed throughout the whole process. The four of them looked like a combination to fight the BOSS who pushed open the big iron gate, but in fact they should be switched, because Tan Wenjie was the BOSS who could suppress Yamamoto.

Go upstairs.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Tan Wenjie nodded: "The transformation speed is quite fast."

The other party was extremely skilled at setting up formations, and could set up such a complex formation in a very short time. His attainments in Qimen Dunjia far surpassed his own.

But it also proves one thing, that the other party is most likely not strong enough.

If you really have the ability, you would have slapped me long ago. Why go through all that roundabout stuff?

"There are two roads here, one leading to life and the other to death. We'd better act separately."

Tan Wenjie said, "I'll go one way, and the three of you go another way."

According to the law of horror movies, if the team splits up, the lone person will die.

But if the lone person is the Taoist priest, then the definition of a horror film has to be changed, and it is the zombies that should be running away.

The troops were divided into two groups, and no one thought there was anything wrong with it, except that Ma Xiaoling was hesitant to speak. However, thinking of saving her good friend Zhenzhen as the most important thing, the 3:1 grouping could guarantee the combat effectiveness to the greatest extent.

The three of them, including himself, Kuang Tianyou and Domoto, have the advantage against Yamamoto Kazuo.

Tan Wenjie also has an advantage when facing Yamamoto Kazuo.

More secure.

the other side.

"Master, that immortal has entered the gate of death. Now if we join forces, we will definitely be able to destroy the Ma family bloodline and Kuang Tianyou."

A figure dressed in red and surrounded by demonic aura stood in front of Yamamoto Kazuo.

He called himself "Gomi Thirteen" and was willing to be conquered by Yamamoto Kazuo and become his lackey. In order to prevent anyone in the world from dealing with Yamamoto Kazuo, he even deliberately released the so-called "Thirteen Notes" to lure the enemy to him, and pretended to be dead and lay dormant for decades, just to wait for an enemy that might pose a threat to Yamamoto Kazuo.

In the eyes of Yamamoto Kazuo, Mimi Jusan is his most loyal subordinate.

But in the eyes of Yu Ming Thirteen, he had waited for tens of thousands of years, and waiting for only a few decades was not even considered enduring humiliation.

Yamamoto Kazuo nodded slightly and waited for his enemy to come.

This battle is always coming.

……

Stepping onto a road on the left, the scene in front of Tan Wenjie suddenly changed. He then smelled a fragrant breeze, and then a warm and soft beauty fell into his arms.

He subconsciously opened his arms to catch the other person.

"Ajie!" The voice sounded like Ma Xiaoling.

The face was a little further away, but her hands were still around his neck. It was indeed Ma Xiaoling.

She complained, "Why did you come home just now?"

Tan Wenjie looked around in a daze.

A cozy little home with a small living room, two bedrooms, and a maximum area of ​​70 square meters.

He frowned slightly, let go of Ma Xiaoling and found that she was wearing an apron.

"wrong."

"What's wrong?" Ma Xiaoling said nervously, "Ajie, are you okay?"

Ma Xiaoling, Tang Ben and Kuang Tianyou, who walked into the gate of life, found that the road ahead was normal and they did not encounter any traps.

When they were halfway along the way, they suddenly found that they and others could actually see the situation of the dead door next door.

Tan Wenjie accidentally fell into an illusion.

"He is trapped in the Death Gate." Domoto said, "If we want to save him, we must get rid of Yamamoto Kazuo as soon as possible."

When they saw Tan Wenjie being hugged by the fake Ma Xiaoling, the two men at the scene couldn't help but look at Ma Xiaoling.

"That was his fantasy, it has nothing to do with me."

"..."X2
It’s okay to fool us, but don’t fool yourself.

Please suppress the corners of your mouth. We are here for a decisive battle. Smiling will make you look unserious.

"That's a true reflection of his inner self," Domoto said.

"I don't like doing housework." Ma Xiaoling said without thinking, "I never thought I would become a housewife in my life."

But the corners of his mouth uncontrollably curled up by 0.5 centimeters. It turned out that this was a true reflection of his inner thoughts.

Dead mouth, restraint.

At the same time, Tan Wenjie's voice was heard from the Death Gate illusion: "Ma Xiaoling doesn't like doing housework at all, let alone becoming a housewife."

The two stared at each other again.

There is definitely something wrong between you two. You can't hide it anymore.

Ma Xiaoling: “…”

In the Death Gate illusion, the fake Ma Xiaoling explained: "Because after we saved the world, the world became peaceful, so I married you. People always have to learn to grow up, and I want to be a good wife."

Tan Wenjie nodded suddenly, and then he stopped Ma Xiaoling and said with emotion: "So that's it, it's my bad memory, wife~"

Do you believe it now? X3
She is just a good wife and mother, so what... Ma Xiaoling looked at the two men present and found that they both had longing on their faces.

Ma Xiaoling: “…”

Is the destructive power of a good wife and mother so great?
No matter what, there is no way she can become a housewife.

In the Death Gate illusion, Tan Wenjie suddenly said, "It's still not right. Why are you wearing pants?"

From a bystander's perspective, the three saw that Tan Wenjie's hand touched the fake Ma Xiaoling's thigh.

Swish!

His eyes swept over her fiercely, and Ma Xiaoling blushed: "What are you looking at? I..."

I cursed Tan Wenjie in my heart. At such a critical moment, you were still thinking about touching my thigh.

"..." Domoto and Kuang Tianyou looked at each other. Judging from Ma Xiaoling's reaction and Tan Wenjie's smooth movements, touching thighs might just be a basic social step.

We are all old men in our forties and have a strong ability to accept things.

Just look at them with blessings. You can't try to separate them. Heavenly masters and heavenly masters are of the same kind. Why should we, two demons, oppose them?

(End of this chapter)