MM Racing 第24章 1个亿啊1个亿，1生1世洗不完
第24章 1个亿啊1个亿，1生1世洗不完
"Did something just fly by?"
"Holy crap, that's Master Lingyu!"
"What the hell?"
At this moment, the arena was completely silent.
On the stands, countless spectators stared blankly at the black-robed Taoist standing in the center of the arena...
What just happened?
Wasn't Yue Qing trapped by Zhang Lingyu?
How did he get out?
No, is this a fair exchange?
……
"Zhang Lingyu versus Yue Qing, Yue Qing wins!"
Just as everyone was pondering, the referee, Wu De, announced the results of the contest.
Hearing this, everyone slowly came to their senses.
Holy crap, this isn't a dream!
Does that mean they lost everything, even their underwear?
Logically, after a match, the audience in the stands should create an atmosphere and highlight the victor's feelings. But this scene was unusually quiet; many spectators could even be seen pounding their chests in regret. The scene was...
After consuming two of the God of War's poison pills, Zhang Lingyu burned out.
As spectators, they too were completely exhausted...
My life savings are truly gone!
……
Lu Jin exchanged a few words with the old Celestial Master and the others, then walked down from the stands with a smile to find his beloved grand-disciple.
The old master gave Rong Shan and the others a wink, then pushed Tian Jinzhong and left as well.
As for Yue Qing, he had already run away after the referee announced the result of the match. At this moment, Yue Qing was looking at the bank card message that popped up in his hand with a thick smile, which did not seem like a normal person.
Hidden Dragon: Master Yue, we've struck it rich this time! Even after deducting what Elder Lu and the others received, we each made a whopping 100 million!
One hundred million!
For Yue Qing, how many times would it take to spend all that money at Heaven on Earth?
……
Meanwhile, in a special ward in a first-tier city.
Wang Ai looked at her grandson on the hospital bed with a pained expression: "My dear grandson, don't be afraid. Your great-grandfather will make you better. Before that, let's just use money to kill that little beast Yue Qing, and then we'll acquire Wudang and make one of their major sects our dogs."
Just then, the phone rang.
Wang Ai answered the phone and asked, "The results of the competition are out, right? Has that little bastard Yue Qing been beaten to death?"
The person on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then immediately informed him of the entire match result.
After listening, Wang Ai smashed the phone and cursed loudly in the ward: "Useless! They're all fucking useless! Zhang Lingyu is useless, and Longhushan is useless too. We spent so much money and supported so many people, and in the end, they're all useless!"
His Wang family is a prestigious family and doesn't care about money, but Wang Ai cannot accept being defeated by a junior one after another.
With this in mind, Wang Ai had her bodyguard bring her a new phone, inserted the SIM card, and immediately called the Central China region of Nadutong.
He wanted to use his status as one of the Ten Elders to put pressure on them!
Ren Fei raised an eyebrow when she saw the call.
Why is that old bastard Wang Ai calling?
After thinking for a moment, she answered the phone: "This is Ren Fei!"
"Xiao Fei, I'm your Uncle Wang!" Wang Ai was indignant, but in front of Ren Fei, he knew exactly what attitude he should take: "It's like this, Xiao Fei, I heard from Chairman Zhao that they're planning to improve the infrastructure at Wudang. My Wang family is a prominent family in the world of supernatural beings, so we should contribute more to the company. Xiao Fei, you're in charge there, so could you see if there's anything they need my help with?"
As she finished speaking, Ren Fei looked at the latest intelligence about Yue Qing on her desk, her face smiling meaningfully: "Uncle Wang, the company will take care of things here at Wudang, so don't worry. If the Wang family wants to contribute to the industry, why not take this money and donate it to the mountainous areas? That would be a way of serving the people."
"But, Xiaofei..."
"Uncle Wang, you're getting on in years, you can't bring personal matters into your work. So, no excuses, I have something to do here, I'll hang up now."
After she finished speaking, Wang Ai wanted to say something more, but the other end of the phone hung up. In a fit of rage, Wang Ai smashed her phone again in the hospital room.
Wang Ai could tell that the other person was giving him a warning.
There was nothing they could do. As for Ren Fei, even if they tried to put pressure on her, if she really didn't give them face, no one could escape unscathed.
Na Du Tong is the dividing line between the world of superhumans and ordinary people. It seems that Zhao Fangxu is in charge, but everyone knows that above him, Ren Fei, the head of the Central China region, is the one with the most say.
Wang Ai dared to speak ill of Zhao Fangxu because he knew that the Ten Elders were indispensable if the company wanted to manage matters within the industry.
But in front of Ren Fei, Wang Ai, one of the Ten Elders, is nothing more than a doormat. If he's nice, he'll give you a smile and we can discuss things properly. But if he's not nice, not only will the Wang family be in trouble, but the entire circle will be in trouble.
……
Time is like an aging man; once you've gone in, you haven't done much before it's almost over.
As the sun sets in the west, the last rays of sunlight begin to emerge.
Inside the treatment room of the Celestial Master's Mansion, Zhang Lingyu lay on the bed, her whole body wrapped in gauze, her eyes closed, muttering incoherent sounds that grew louder and louder as time went on.
Upon hearing the name "Xia He," he seemed to wake up abruptly and sat up abruptly in bed.
Hearing Zhang Lingyu's movements, the Old Celestial Master raised an eyebrow, got up and went over to look at her: "Lingyu, are you having another nightmare?"
Seeing his master standing in front of him, Zhang Lingyu breathed heavily, slowly regained his senses, and then nodded.
He had a nightmare, a nightmare about Xia He.
In his dream, he returned to the day his primordial yang was leaked. Xia He, dressed in pure white, was captivating in his dream, like a female demon, ready to devour everything he possessed. At the critical moment, Yue Qing rushed in and, without a word, swiftly killed Xia He and wiped out the entire Quanxing sect...
In a daze, he watched the black-robed Taoist, surrounded by blood, walk into the distance, and finally, like the founders of sects in the past, ascend to immortality between heaven and earth.
The old celestial master asked, "That Xia He... is the one who took your vital essence?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Lingyu lowered his head and hummed in agreement, "Master, I have failed your expectations!"
The old Celestial Master said, "On the path of cultivation, wealth, companions, methods, and environment are all indispensable. You've been thinking too much, which is why you've been stuck in your ways. In your fight with Yue Qing, you accepted the filth of the Yin Five Thunders and took your first step."
After a few seconds of calm, Zhang Lingyu said, "Senior Brother Yue's strength far exceeds my imagination, but I have failed to go further and have indeed let Master down."
Upon hearing this, the old master pondered for a moment but still did not reveal that he had made hundreds of millions through him.
This cotton ball is simple-minded, and it feels a bit unfair to say it out loud.
"You should spend more time socializing with your peers. Being a silent gourd all day is annoying to look at."
After saying this, the old master turned and left.
Zhang Lingyu was puzzled.
How did I make my master angry again!