C12 I want to go back to the countryside

Zhou Xuanling looked at the sky, and helplessly threw away the cigarette in his hand. No matter what, he had taken Yuxi from Brother Hei, it would be a bit painful to waste one just like that.

The old Daoist looked at Zhou Xuanling with a strange expression, and finally forced out a sentence.

"If that's the case, then this old Daoist will take his leave."

"Master, why are you leaving like this? I spent a million to invite you over …"

Hearing the Old Daoist's words, Zhao Hai who was standing by the side could not hold back anymore.

"A million? There seemed to be more than one. "Wait, one million, one million silver?" Zhou Xuanling looked at Luo Yutong, a little stunned. And Luo Yutong did not expect Zhou Xuanling to actually lose to this problem.

The old Daoist's face was bitter, he did not know whether to laugh or cry at Zhao Hai. Zhao Hai was still a little confused as he said to Zhou Xuanling, "That's right, the master's appearance fee is too high. Only a million yuan would allow him to help me this time."

"How many boxes of cigarettes can I buy? My god."

"Hey, haven't you fainted yet?" As his gaze swept across Zhao Hai, it was as if Zhou Xuanling had discovered a new continent. As for why Zhao Hai did not faint, it was naturally arranged by him.

Zhao Hai looked at Zhou Xuanling, then at the few men lying on the ground, and could not help but shiver. Without waiting for Zhou Xuanling to speak again, they had already left.

"I thought it was a tough nut. Why aren't you leaving? Waiting for you to have dinner? " With that, Zhou Xuanling looked at the old man again.

The old Daoist didn't dare to say anything. He quickly packed his things and left the area. As for the few burly men lying on the ground, no one asked them anymore.

"Uncle Luo, are you alright?" Zhou Xuanling immediately stepped forward to help Luo's Father up, and as for the Spirit Qi in his body, Zhou Xuanling also helped him get rid of it.

"It's fine, it's fine." Luo's Father's forehead was covered in beads of sweat. He had to endure the pain with great difficulty.

"Dad, are you alright?" Luo Yutong also ran over: "What the hell is going on? Why are you here in this kind of place?"

"That Zhao Hai is back." Luo's Father let out a long breath, and said after feeling a little better.

"I thought he was dead in that fire. I didn't expect him to be alive."

"So he thought that you sent someone to make the fire, and now he wants to take revenge on you?" Zhou Xuanling said quietly, but his tone sounded like he was narrating, but at the same time, questioning.

"Let's go back first." Luo's Father sighed again, agreeing with Zhou Xuanling's words.

After shouting the Africans s up, the few of them drove away from the wasteland.

Along the way, Luo's Father was unable to endure Luo Yutong's questions, but in the end, he still revealed the whole story.

Originally, Luo's Father's company and Zhao Hai's father's company were competing. However, no matter how one looked at it, Luo's Father's company was more formal and strict than his. This made Zhao Hai's father unavoidably feel a little jealous. Usually, when he mentioned this matter in front of Zhao Hai, it would also carry a hint of hatred within it. It was just that one day, Zhao Hai's father passed away from a heart attack, and Zhao Hai, who had just came into contact with the company, was forced to take over everything.

However, these things were not something that Zhao Hai could accept all of a sudden. He could only slowly study, and at the same time, constantly interact with the employees, giving them a feeling of diligence.

That day he made the usual rounds of one of the factories, but unfortunately it caught fire, and because the company's equipment was not up to standard, it was not in time to curb the spread of the fire. In the end, Zhao Hai did not escape from the sea of fire.

Although the Luo's Father felt sad upon hearing the news, as a businessman, no matter what, he had to accept the benefits, and thus took over Zhao Hai's company, turning it into his own.

It was also because of this reason that Zhao Hai had sent someone to seek revenge.

After hearing it, Zhou Xuanling felt a wave of sadness. What a lousy storyline, what a brainless Zhao Hai.

Of course, he didn't say anything about this.

"Oh right, how did you come here?" Luo's Father asked.

He hadn't told anyone where he was going, but the two of them could still find him.

"He brought me here. They said that you had suffered a bloody disaster today. " Luo Yutong pursed her lips, instantly explaining everything to him clearly.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou." Luo's Father was also surprised when he heard it, but how could the people who had fought in the mall for so many years be so simple? He did not ask anything, but only thanked Zhou Xuanling.

"That person is rich and helps others get rid of their troubles." After all, Zhou Xuanling had just gone down the mountain. There were some things that he did not understand, and they did not have as much experience as the Luo's Father.

After returning to the villa, Luo's Father left with a few Africans s. The company still had a lot of things to do, so it was impossible to stay at home every day. Luo Yutong was already used to it and did not say much.

"You really know how to tell a fortune?" After Luo's Father left, Luo Yutong looked at Zhou Xuanling curiously like a baby. Even though she didn't believe it, he was convinced by what had happened today.

"Of course, to me, a small matter like this is as easy as reaching out my hand." As he enjoyed this kind of gaze, Zhou Xuanling, who was leaning on the sofa, said proudly.

"How about you calculate for me?" Just as Luo Yutong finished speaking, her expression froze again. She changed her tone and said, "Forget it, this time you must have met a dead rat due to your blind cat, it's best I don't let you go."

"You actually said that your grandpa was just a blind cat meeting a dead rat?" Zhou Xuanling's expression instantly stiffened.

"Isn't it? Last time, I solemnly swore that I would be able to call out my mother's soul. Luo Yutong raised her head and looked at Zhou Xuanling with his big, watery eyes.

Zhou Xuanling could see the longing in her eyes, but he was indeed troubled by what he was saying. Finally, he waved his hand and said, "Think what you want. The Dao Lord's ability is here anyways."

Without getting the answer she wanted, Luo Yutong did not stay in the living room and slowly walked back upstairs.

Zhou Xuanling couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw Luo Yutong leave. He saw through such a low-level method of provocation with a single glance. However, he couldn't tell her the answer.

In the end, all he could do was stretch his body and lie down on the soft sofa.

"Why, why!"

In a corner of the city, Zhao Hai, who had been let go by Zhou Xuanling, was walking around, smashing things into the room. As for that old Daoist who he called the Great Master, he just watched silently, thinking about something …

"Why? I'll tell you why. " At this moment, a voice suddenly came out of the room, startling the two of them.

"Who?" The old Daoist asked in a stern voice.

"Is it any use telling you?" In the air above the room, a black clothed man suddenly appeared. Zhao Hai and the old Daoist both retreated two steps back, completely terrified.

"Let's go, I'll tell you why." Seeing Zhao Hai's resentful gaze, the black clothed man nodded his head in satisfaction and pulled at Zhao Hai's arm. Without waiting for the old Daoist to speak, he disappeared from the room, as if he had never appeared.

"This is too scary. Forget it, I think it's better for me to pack up and leave this place." I'm really not fit to be in the city. The city is very deep. I want to go back to the countryside. " The old Daoist thought to himself, I'll never come back to this place again. It was a big blow to him in a day.