Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher Chapter 100: The **** killing intent

"I can't be the master of the bald-headed industry!" Huang Mao said, "All of these have to go through legal procedures. He has relatives, and these will be given priority to them. I can only get his power. I I was originally the second boss on the bald head. Now that the bald head is dead, I can be the boss. I still have to do the money-making business."

　　 "I thought my bald head was dead, and everything is yours!" Zhao Gangyu curled his lips helplessly.

　　 "If that were the case, the bosses of the world would be in danger, because as long as they die, whoever kills them can get their property!" Huang Mao said, "I can get it, but it's also It’s just a portion of the shares!"

　　 "Then it's easy."

　　Zhao Gangjun smiled and said, "You are your boss, I don’t care, but I want you to be my gun."

　　 "Gun?"

　　 Huang Mao looked at Zhao Gangrong suspiciously.

　　"I don’t care what you do or how you make money, I have a share of the pie. When I ask you to do things for me, you do things for me. Of course, you can also try to get people to kill me, but You have to make sure that I didn't give this video to my friend." Zhao Gangyu said with a smile, "You guys come and make money, give me a copy, that's it, what do you think?...Hhoo!!!"

　　 After saying these words, Zhao Gangyu took a deep breath, his face was a little red, not knowing what was happening.

　　 "This..." Huang Mao glanced at Zhao Gangrong's face. He didn't know what was wrong, his heart was cold, and then he said, "Yes!"

　　 "Well, let's start with the cooperation in the nightclub first. The bald head is dead. The cooperation must continue. What is the share of bald heads, honestly!" Zhao Gangyu asked.

　　 "Thirty percent!" Huang Mao said.

　　 "Then I want 15%." Zhao Gangyu said, "Give me 15% of the dry shares of the bald head. Correspondingly, I will still go to the nightclub then, and if you have something If you can’t handle things, you can also come to me. This is our partner, right?"

　　 "This, you can!"

　　 After weighing the pros and cons, Huang Mao nodded and said, “I’m dead. It’s no good for you. It will only let the bald subordinates fall into another round of melee. You should just want to make money. , I also need a strong helper to guard against the people in Yunlong District from killing me. Then I will give you shares and give you money. You can do something for me within your own ability, right?"

　　 "Yes!"

　　Zhao Gangyu nodded and said, "This way, this young master will not be considered as a gangster, and this young master will make money from you, which is good for the country and the people for the people, hahaha!"

　　 So, on such a night.

　　 died with a bald head and was stabbed to death by his own people, but Zhao Gangyu reached an agreement with Huang Mao.

　　 In this way, Zhao Gangyu began to walk on a half-black and half-white road, which is a little different from the road that was all black in the past.

　　 And wherever this road can go, it depends on Zhao Gangrong's own good fortune.

　　Leaving from the parking lot, Zhao Gangyu went home. How to deal with the rest is not what Zhao Gangyu cares about. Anyway, the benefits should be given to me. I will hold your lifeblood in my hand. Forgive you Can't go anywhere.

　　 "I came back late enough!"

　　 Guo Furong was watching TV on the sofa, and when he saw Zhao Gangyu coming back, he smiled and said, "Where did you go to soak up girls at night? You are still full of alcohol! Aren't you afraid that your sister Lingling knows to scold you."

　　 "Sister Lingling doesn't know?"

　　Zhao Gangyu smiled and said, "Sister Furong, I will go to bed first, and see you tomorrow!"

　　 "Go!"

　　Guo Furong nodded, watching Zhao Gangyu enter the room, Guo Furong's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

　　 "There is a smell of blood on your body, this kid, why did you go? Is it to harm the ignorant little girl?"

　　 Guo Furong thought to himself.

　　 Zhao Gangyu, who returned to the room, naturally began to practice Yin and Yang Dafa.

　　 After reaching the third level, 　　 Yin Yang Dafa returned to the turtle speed training speed.

　　Zhao Gangyu could feel that after absorbing the yang yin and yin qi in his own yin and yang Dafa, he hardly moved forward.

　　 This is much worse than when I first practiced.

　　 It’s just that, I heard my father say that this thing depends on an opportunity, if there is no opportunity, no matter how much you practice, it will be a turtle speed, and if the opportunity is enough, you may go up several floors if you fart. .

　　Zhao Gangyu lay on the ground and touched a white thing hanging on his chest.

　　 This thing started cold.

　　 This thing is said to be made of bones, and it looks like a copper plate. It is said that this thing did not look like this in the early days. Later, I spent several years using chemical medicine together with biological medicine and succeeded. I smashed the zodiac-shaped sign made from the twelve bones in my house, and then made such a copper plate, saying that I can bless myself to make a lot of money.

　　 "Huh!"

　　Zhao Gangju pressed it to the position of his heart, and his beating heart finally slowly returned to normal.

　　 "I really can't watch this scene!"

　　Zhao Gangyu sighed helplessly~IndoMTL.com~ Whenever I saw this kind of real sword-and-butter fight, my heart would always be beating very fast for some reason, and then my heart would There was a murderous intent that I didn't know how to say.

　　 This killing intent is strong and weak. When it is weak, it is naturally when one is fighting with ordinary people. This killing intent is relatively weak. It can hold some ordinary people, and it can't shake one's mind, such as When threatening Zhou Hai, it’s like this, and when it’s strong, it’s like night. If you don’t control yourself, it may cause too much killing intent and temporarily blind your mind. Then you can’t decide. It's time to kill.

　　 Killing...

　　 Zhao Gangyu thought for no reason that he had a conflict with a Japanese in the Hunter School. Later, when he was on the mission, the Japanese designed to shame him, and at that time he had killed himself once.

　　 It’s just that I completely lost consciousness that time. By the time I regained consciousness, I was already in the infirmary of the school, and the Japanese, including the few people who worked with the Japanese to deal with him, disappeared. , Never appeared again.

　　 At that time, the Japanese was said to have the strength of a C-level hunter.

　　Zhao Gangyu shook his head. The first few years in the Hunter School can be said to be the years when Zhao Gangyu has truly transformed, but these transformations are always accompanied by blood and fire.

　　Zhao Gangju took the copper plate, pressed it on his chest, closed his eyes, and his breath slowly became longer.

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