Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1923: , furious

"Ma Jincai, what do you mean?" Qian Yaole was furious, his face full of pain, he clutched his stomach and couldn't sit still.

"Ouch!"

"Ah!"

"It hurts——"

There are quite a few people here from the Qian family, as many as twelve people, just to check accounts. Originally there was no need for so many people, but over the years, it has just been a formality, and everyone has You know what's going on. So many people coming to the Qian family are actually eating and drinking with public funds. Anyway, Ma Jincai is not short of money, so as long as he is close to Qian Yaole, he will bring them with him. Qian Yaole has a horse face and a lot of pockmarks, which makes him rather ugly, but he is still good at fighting against his subordinates. Whenever there is money, he will bring his confidants with him.

Because of Qian Yaole's loud shout, the others subconsciously exercised their skills and immediately felt abdominal pain like a knife, as if bitten by a thousand insects, and they were in agony. Ma Jincai gave this poison the name "Beauty". The name is nice, but the two hidden words are the most terrifying part, "disaster".

Since ancient times, beauties have brought disaster. If you covet the beauty of beauties, you will die miserably. The beauty is in the wine. This kind of poison is not only difficult to detect when it enters the wine, but it can actually increase the taste of the wine. It is very magical. The people of Miaolang country feed the poisonous insects in this way. The poisonous insects like poison. However, when used on humans, , that’s too bad. This kind of poison cannot be forced out by using energy. The more you use energy, the faster it will attack.

"Don't do the exercises -" Qian Yaole shouted hurriedly, but unfortunately, it was already a step too late. Ten of the eleven subordinates had already done the exercises, and only one person who was relatively slow to react had not yet done the exercises. . He didn't dare to move, and looked at everyone with an uneasy expression. Just because he didn't use Qigong, it didn't mean he wasn't poisoned. It just meant that the onset was slower if he didn't use Qigong.

Qian Yaole's heart sank to the bottom. He knew that he had been reckless and careless. All along, Ma Jincai's image of keeping his promises made him lose his due vigilance. He neither discovered that the beauty was poisonous nor seemed to remain calm when he discovered the poison, so that he fell into an irreversible situation. However, he didn't understand why Ma Jincai did this. The two parties had cooperated happily for many years. There were occasional minor conflicts, but they were innocuous and would not affect the cooperation between the two parties, let alone a life-or-death situation.

"Master Ma, what do you mean?" Qian Yaole forced himself to calm down. The pain made beads of soybean-like sweat ooze from his forehead, and he forced himself to endure it.

The seating arrangement is very interesting, with the Qian family sitting at a table and Ma Jincai's Fukang Clothing Company executives sitting at another table. It is very convenient to poison, and the Yin and Yang pots are omitted. According to the rules, positions should not be arranged like this. As the host, Ma Jincai must have at least a few people at Qian Yaole's table to accompany him. However, Qian Yaole felt that he was already very familiar with Ma Jincai and there was no need to be polite.

"It's only your Qian family's fault for offending people they shouldn't have offended." Ma Jincai looked at Qian Yaole's face, which was twisted in pain. His eyes were complicated, with guilt and sighs, but more of them were cold and unfeeling.

People are selfish. Between the dead Taoist friend and the dead poor Taoist, Ma Jincai decisively chose the dead Taoist friend.

"Our Qian family?" Qian Yaole was shocked. This relationship was not a personal grudge. He was very puzzled and asked loudly: "Who? Who is it?"

The Qian family behaved very low-key when they entered the Central Plains, and rarely had conflicts with others. Occasionally there were disputes, and they were mainly tolerant. Qian Yaole believed that the Qian family did not have the kind of life-and-death enemy. He was so careless, and Related to this, he believes that even if someone dislikes him, he can just spend money to eliminate the disaster and there is no need to worry about his life.

"You should know." Ma Jincai said calmly, looking at Qian Yao as if he were looking at a dead person.

"Wait a minute--" Qian Yaole felt the breath of death coming, and he shouted in fear, "After entering the Central Plains, my Qian family thought that I had not offended anyone. Ma Jincai, thinking of our many years of cooperation, For my sake, can you let me die clearly?"

"Do it!" Ma Jincai's voice fell, and the master of the Ma family who had already drawn his weapon swung his white knife in and out with his red knife, killing Qian Yaole and other twelve people in an instant, and the air was immediately filled with the smell of blood. After completing his promise to Liu Wei'an, Ma Jincai was not happy at all. Doing so not only violated the moral principles he had believed in for many years, but also created a powerful enemy. The Qian family is a player, and they can be resurrected. .

Of course, there is no need for Ma Jincai’s orders to collect corpses. The people below will naturally handle it. Ma Jincai was not idle. He personally led people to appear in the Qian family’s manor in "Yongtai City". The family was not prepared at all. More than 300 people were killed in less than a quarter of an hour, and no one escaped.

Afterwards, Ma Jincai returned to the Ma family's mansion, changed into a clean set of clothes, took gold coins, and went to the city lord's mansion to present them to Liu Wei'an.

Liu Wei'an sat at the top and looked at Ma Jincai, who was standing a little reservedly. They all said that Ma Jincai was a good man. He built bridges and paved roads and did many good things for "Yongtai City". The gate of "Yongtai City" was the capital of Ma Jincai. It was half the money donated. But who knew that Ma Jincai would be so decisive when he became ruthless.

He thought that if Ma Jincai could finish all this, he would have to do it tomorrow at the earliest. Little did he know that it had only been half a day. This efficiency, in terms of business, could kill a lot of colleagues.

Hong Feng hesitated in the City Lord's Mansion, but he knew what things should be involved in and what things should be pretended not to see. He knew that Ma Jincai was coming, but he did not follow him to see. Outside the door, there was only a beggar, sitting against the wall. , his eyes seemed to be squinting, and he was dozing off.

"Which one is better, hemp bamboo cotton or three-finger cotton?" Liu Wei'an suddenly spoke and asked a question that surprised Ma Jincai. He paused for a moment before answering.

“I can’t say which one is better, each has its own merits. Three-finger cotton is softer and has strong sweat absorption, so it is suitable for underwear. Ma bamboo cotton is elastic and suitable for people who move a lot.”

Liu Wei'an nodded and said, "What about wear resistance? Which one is better?"

"In terms of wear resistance, Ma Bamboo cotton is about the same as three-finger cotton. Cowhide cotton has the strongest wear resistance. However, the shortcomings of Cowhide cotton are also obvious. It is relatively rough and will be uncomfortable for people with delicate skin. Comfortable." Ma Jincai said. 81Zw.????m

"Do you have cowhide cotton at home?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Yes!" Ma Jincai nodded. Ma's family mainly sells Ma Bamboo Cotton. When ordinary people think of Ma Bamboo Cotton, the first thing they think of is Fukang Cloth Company. But this does not mean that Ma's family will not sell other fabrics. On the contrary, the price The cheapest cowhide cotton is the best-selling. Ma bamboo cotton is a profit-making product, while cowhide cotton is a mass-produced product. Cowhide cotton is cheap and everyone can afford it.

"How about the output?" Liu Wei'an asked.

Although it is strange why a person like Liu Wei'an would be interested in cotton, cotton is Ma Jincai's specialty. He said with a hint of pride: "I'm not bragging. In terms of production efficiency, my Ma family ranks second. No one dares to claim first place."

"Okay, within five days, I want 300,000 pieces of clothing in various sizes. Someone will give it to you later. The price will be based on the market price. I won't take advantage of you." Liu Wei'an pointed Ma Jincai sent the gold coins, "You take 10,000 gold coins and use them as a deposit. After delivery, the balance will be settled."

Ma Jincai was stunned, not because Liu Weian did not take advantage of the normal settlement, but because of the quantity. His tone suddenly softened, and he whispered: "We can't make 300,000 pieces of clothing in five days."

"Can't you do it?" Liu Wei'an frowned slightly. He didn't have much time to waste time in "Yongtai City". Five days was already a long time for him. "How much can you do?"

"Even if we work 24 hours a day, we can only produce 100,000 pieces at most." Ma Jincai calculated for a while and said.

"Can't you think of other ways? Find other workshops to do the work?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"The workshops in "Yongtai City" and several nearby cities belong to my Ma family. There are still some small workshops left, and the combined daily output is less than 5,000 pieces." Ma Jincai said.

"100,000 pieces, a little less." Liu Wei'an was a little dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do. He shook his head and said: "After it is done, send it to Linglong City, the third wasteland."

"I'll try to do as much as possible." Ma Jincai felt excited for no reason.

Ma Jincai left in a hurry and went about his business. Liu Weian opened the space ring and took a look. Oh, there were quite a lot of gold coins, more than 29.8 million gold coins. The Qian family has a great business, but it must be a bit painful to lose nearly 30 million gold coins all at once, right?

Stop Cave Man, Huyue Mountain, Hunjiang Niu and Nie Pohu left "Yongtai City". On the way to the third wasteland, there were several groups of bandits. They were not very powerful, but they were always sensitive to the business travelers coming and going. It will cause some trouble. These bandits bully the weak and fear the strong. If it is a big caravan, they will just harass and extort some money to buy the way. If it is a small caravan or a solitary person, they will not only seek money but also kill people. They are short-sighted and completely ignorant. Knowing what sustainable development is, the four of them set out to eliminate these bandits.

Feng Yiqing was practicing in the inn. From the moment she left Phoenix Valley, she seemed to be a completely different person. She practiced like crazy and never let go of any time. Except for meal time, she spent all her time practicing, even talking. They rarely talk about it, and the ladies are practicing crazily. As maids, Qing Rong and Qing Xu naturally dare not neglect ~IndoMTL.com~ to follow them in practice.

Fu Jianhu was a very quiet woman, but when she saw the other three cultivating, she was somewhat bored and went shopping alone to buy some medicinal materials that were not available in the border areas.

For five days, Liu Wei'an was not idle. He was meeting with the major forces in "Yongtai City", the three religions and nine schools, and the knights and knights. Since he decided to support Hong Fengyu, he had to do something. In fact, , the moment he was ready to accept Hong Fengyu, he had already regarded "Yongtai City" as his own territory, and naturally he had to manage his own territory well.

He conducted a thorough review of the large and small forces in "Yongtai City". It cannot be said that the obedient will prosper and the rebellious will perish, but it is almost the same. Those who are the most naughty and hostile will remain silent. Disappeared, no need for him to take action, just the beggar alone is enough.

While he was quickly consolidating his power, in a luxurious villa in Kyoto on Earth, there was the sound of a cup hitting the floor, followed by an angry roar.

"Damn it, this Liu Wei'an must be punished!"

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