Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 229: I want to get it

"Business?"

Lin Beichen rubbed his eyebrows with his middle finger.

He suddenly remembered something, pointed at the statuettes, **** paintings and photo stones, etc., and asked, "You dog-like thing, the guy who takes a thousand knives, these messy things, where do you get the money to buy them? The money I gave you, didn't you buy all the medicinal materials?"

Wang Zhong hurriedly explained: "Master, in fact, these two days, I made a little money in the casino in the city..."

Speaking, he took out a bag containing a full twenty gold coins.

"Huh?"

Lin Beichen took the bag and said with a smile: "Casino? Uncle Wang, have you gone to gamble?"

With money, the dog will become Uncle Wang.

Wang Zhong lowered his eyebrows and said: "My name, Wang Zhong, has the word "loyal", of course, I have a thousand percent confidence in you, young master, so I went in without hesitation and bet against you, young master. I must win, so I won, hehe, young master, these twenty gold coins are all for your filial piety, I dare not hide it, old slave.”

Lin Beichen wondered: "How can you be so generous with something like a dog?"

Wang Zhong hurriedly said: "Master, in my name..."

"It's okay, needless to say, I'm sick of hearing your words, young master."

Lin Beichen took the gold coin bag and touched it in his hand. For some reason, he threw it back and said, "Okay, you can control the gold coins you won. Young master, although I am shameless, but You can't rob someone's property, who am I when you become a young master?"

Wang Zhong was stunned.

He thought he had heard it wrong.

It wasn't until he took the gold coin bag again that he wondered in disbelief, did the young master take the wrong medicine today?

Or, did the young master already know that I buried one hundred and seventy gold coins in the garden in advance and hid it?

Is this a deliberate test of me?

Wang Zhong felt very uneasy.

But Lin Beichen was extremely depressed at this time.

It's not my own money, I really can't charge my phone.

His grandma's, it's not fair.

Wang Zhong's money for betting on this **** was taken from me.

Lin Beichen's mood is very melancholy.

After being deceived twice in a row by the dog woman named [Jian Xue Wuming], there are only 15 gold coins left on his body, which is barely enough to last three days of mobile phone power.

Especially after high-level training apps such as [Blue Sea Three Swords] and [Fish and Dragon Transformation] have started to operate, the daily power consumption of mobile phones is also increasing.

This means spending a lot of money on a daily basis.

If it goes on like this, it will go bankrupt.

You can't really sell it, can you?

Although with his explosive feat of 10500 now and his popularity in town, it should sell for a good price.

"Come on, dog thing, you just said you wanted to do business with me, Master, what's the matter?"

Lin Beichen asked.

Wang Zhong was feeling uneasy, and when he heard this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He leaned into Lin Beichen's ear and spoke his thoughts.

"Fuck... you bastard, you are really insidious."

Lin Beichen couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard it: "You can think of such a sinister idea... You just want it."

The two hit it off and immediately started to operate.

In Lin Beichen's bedroom on the second floor, it took a full hour of fiddling before it was completely completed.

"Uncle Wang, I have always trusted you. Now in this world, we only depend on each other for life and we are so close to each other. This time, you must not let me down."

Lin Beichen warned earnestly.

Wang Zhong touched the saliva that the young master had sprayed on his face when he scolded others before, and secretly sighed in his heart that he was really humiliating each other.

"Master, don't worry, this time, we will definitely make money."

He is confident and authentic.

Then, holding the prepared things, he left the bamboo courtyard and came to the gate of the Third Academy.

Gong Gong, a big man from the Mediterranean, was rubbing his hands and waiting with more than 30 local ruffians in the city. When he saw Wang Zhong coming out, he was overjoyed.

"Brother, here."

He hurried over.

Wang Zhong handed the prepared things to Gong Gong, and said, "Brother, the opportunity to prove your worth has come, this time, as long as you do things well, you can definitely earn a big vote. Come down, you bring people, this way..."

After finishing the instructions, Gong Gong and his people set off immediately and started to act.

Wang Zhong sent these people away with a happy smile on his face.

Hahaha.

My old Wang Zhong is really smart.

Huh?

Why does that figure, sneaky, look a little like a young master?

Wang Zhong saw a figure, who looked like Lin Beichen in disguise, slipped out from the gate of the Third College, very sneaky, and headed towards the most prosperous commercial street in the city.

"What are you doing, young master?"

He was extremely curious.

After thinking about it, I simply followed.

On the way, he saw Lin Beichen first

After getting into a few well-financed firms, shops and facades, I don't know what to talk about, and then came out soon.

What's even more strange is that sometimes people are kicked out, yelling at the store door, and sometimes the shopkeeper in the store personally sends out the young master with a smile...

Wang Zhong thought about it, and was puzzled.

In the end, he gave up tracking and returned to the bamboo courtyard ahead of schedule to prepare a late-night snack for the young master.

It wasn't until midnight that Lin Beichen hummed a little tune and returned to the bamboo courtyard.

After checking Guangjiang's homework, he made the highest order again, he must let Guangjiang learn to read and write in the shortest time, and let Qianqian and Qianqian increase their homework again, Guangjiang succumbed to Master Lin The lewd prestige, thank you with tears.

Then, Lin Beichen began to mix poison in the yard.

It took him a full three hours to prepare the one hundred jins [Dragon's Blood Granule] and the twenty jins [I Love a Chai].

After arranging the traps and poison arrays inside and outside the yard, I can sleep and rest contentedly.

……

……

Day two.

Sunny.

The air PM2.5 index is 5.

Wind and sunny.

National Royal Junior College, Martial Arts Hall 2.

"I am today's chief examiner Wu Fenggu. Today I will take the second subject of the martial arts test, the swordsmanship test."

The invigilator took a rotation. It was another Education Department official on the same level as Li Qingxuan. He looked in his fifties, with gray hair, a lion nose and a wide mouth, a red face, and a stocky body, but when he spoke , full of air.

In the center of the hall, there is a weapon rack.

There are 20 steel long swords with the same shape, the same weight, the same material, and even the same sharpness.

Beside the weapon rack, there is a small high platform one meter high and three meters in diameter.

On the high platform, there is a long black stone table.

There is a round green watermelon on the table.

"The first item of the swordsmanship test, the battle of sword speed."

The chief examiner Wu Fenggu said loudly: "Students, according to the number cards drawn, board the sword test platform in turn. The examiner will have a breath to use the sword. People with multiple petals, the higher the score!"

The voice echoed clearly in the No. 2 Yanwu Hall.

What?

Lin Beichen was stunned.

What the **** is this exam?

Is this session sponsored by a certain watermelon shop owner?