Chapter 783

"Uncle, I won't go!"

Zhong Huainan tried hard to break away from Zhong Busan's hand and said angrily, "it's clearly a rule and two sets of implementation in the street. If it's not this rule, why don't we see anyone with purple eyes in the street?"

"This little brother."

The shopkeeper opened his mouth in a cold voice and walked forward: "the landlord spoke in person. There has never been such a rule in Wanzhi street. As for Wanzhi street, there has never been anyone with eyes other than those with purple eyes. Why, can't you think of it?"

Then, without waiting for Zhong Huainan to open his mouth, he continued: "how about the spiritual pressure on the street? We should understand that purple eyes with weaker spiritual power can't survive, let alone people other than purple eyes?"

"It's not just the street in front of the street, but also the street in front of the street. The spiritual pressure is not low. Generally, those with blue eyes and green eyes will bleed and die if they stay in that street for only two quarters of an hour."

"Under such circumstances, how can we see people with eyes other than purple eyes?"

Zhong Huainan was stunned, opened his mouth to speak, and the shopkeeper said in a voice without any temperature: "we said that we only welcome those who can. As long as they have the ability to enter the street without divulging secrets, we welcome them at any time."

"Up to now, you can say anything. Anyway, you have the right to explain!" Zhong Huainan sneered.

"Stupid."

The one who opened his mouth was the higher landlord. His voice was so cold, "what's the use of such a waste!"

As soon as the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately understood. With a wave of his hand, a dark light swept away towards the government at great speed. Not to mention Zhong Huainan, even Zhong Busan failed to respond.

The crowd only heard a bang. The dark light hit Zhong Huainan. Zhong Huainan didn't even have time to scream, so he turned into a mass of black gas, and the whole person disappeared without a trace!

"Huai, Huai Nan?"

As soon as Zhong Busan saw it, his eyes were cracked, his red eyes flopped and he knelt down, "please let Huainan go..."

"It's too late."

The shopkeeper said coldly, "he is a dead man. He doesn't know how to cherish his life and can't blame others. In addition, as an elder, you don't know how to teach younger generations and are hopelessly stupid. I don't welcome people like you!"

As he said this, he narrowed his eyes and whispered something. Then, with a whiff, a magic card flew out of Zhong Busan's arms and fell into the open palm of the shopkeeper.

When Zhong Busan saw it, his heart was cold, "sir..."

"Snow muscle."

The shopkeeper didn't even look at Zhong Busan. He turned to Xueji and said coldly, "let someone take them back."

"Yes."

Xueji answered, took some people in black, walked to Zhong Busan and said faintly, "guest, please."

Zhong Busan clenched his fist, clenched his teeth and lowered his face. He didn't dare to say a word. He left with Xueji. After taking a few steps, he turned around and stared at Duanmu yawang's back with resentment for a few seconds.

The little white deer saw, "master, this Zhong Busan has passed this time, and his hatred for you is deeper."

"That's just right."

Duanmu yawang didn't care, "I'll meet you next time, so there's no need to be merciful." if I knew so, I should have killed them at the entrance of the street!

Save a lot of trouble!

"The guest was frightened."

The shopkeeper came over and Wensheng looked at Duanmu ya.

Duanmu yawang shook his head. The shopkeeper asked, "I don't know what to call the guest?"

"Duanmu yawang." now that he has reached this point, Duanmu yawang feels there is no need to hide his name.

"It's Miss Duanmu, please." the shopkeeper stretched out his hand and politely asked Duanmu yawang to go forward. He came to the two owners. The shorter owner asked with a smile: "Miss Duanmu, what do you want, let's talk in the quality house?"

Pledge house?

Isn't the quality house a place for trading?

Duanmu Ya frowned and didn't speak. The shorter landlord seemed to see through the idea in her heart and said, "Miss Duanmu seems to reject us?"

"Not exclusive."

Duanmu yawang told the truth: "it's just that I won't trade with zhishe casually."

"We respect you."

The shorter owner said, "however, you won the competition. We owe you a condition. If you don't go to the pledge house, do you want to say your condition here?"

When the landlord spoke, his voice was smiling and sounded very gentle. I didn't know if it was her illusion, but Duanmu yawang heard a trace of threat from inside.

Intuition told her that if she really dared to say her conditions here, she would die ugly!

Thinking so, Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes and smiled: "this condition is really inconvenient to say here. Please decide the location."

The shopkeeper listened and breathed a sigh of relief without trace. At the same time, he felt that the woman was really not in the pool. She was smart enough!

"OK."

The landlord nodded, "however, I have something to do with another landlord. I'm afraid I can't go to the pledge house immediately to fulfill my promise. Mr. Jiang will take you to the pledge house."

"OK, thank you, hostess."

"You're welcome. We like to deal with smart and capable people." after that, he said "let's go" to the taller landlord, and their figure disappeared on the stage.

No more.

The two hostesses left and Xueji went to work. There are many things that need to be handled by the shopkeeper. He looked at Duanmu Ya and said, "Miss Duanmu, please wait a moment."

"No problem."

"Thank you for your understanding." when the shopkeeper said, he ordered people to pack up the things on the stage and do all the things.

When the shopkeeper didn't come back, old crane and other contestants came to congratulate him one after another. Everyone was smiling and looked happier than Duanmu yawang himself.

Duanmu yawang smiled quietly and answered twice from time to time.

Finally came Fan Li's snow clothes and poison saint. Fan Li looked at her face and smiled gently: "Miss Duanmu, I heard you are from Liuhuo Empire?"

Duanmu Ya glanced at him and said faintly, "yes."

"Where is the Liuhuo Empire? I don't know much about it. It seems that I've never heard of this country."

"It's a small empire. I don't know and it's not surprising."

Perhaps Duanmu yawang's response was too cold. Fan Li's eyes flashed away, but his smile did not change: "it seems that this sentence is true. It must be good to raise an empire like Miss Duanmu."

Duanmu Ya looked at her lips and didn't answer.

She walked through so many empires. The Liuhuo empire was really ordinary. She didn't find anything good. However, it is the country of origin of the original owner. No matter how bad it is, it should not offset its words.