C5 The God Who Descended to Earth!

Seven or eight men hurried out of the plane and were greeted as soon as they got off.

"Master, Young Master, hurry up and go over there. Master can't hold on any longer. Hurry up and go see him one last time..."

A man who looked like a butler hurriedly shouted to the group of people who got off the plane.

This was the old residence of the Rong family in J City, and the old man of the Rong family, Rong Jianhua, who was already over eighty years old, lived here. He was also the first generation of the Rong family.

Old Master Rong was already eighty years old, and his time was running out. The second and third generations of the Rong family had already rushed back from all over the country to send him on his last journey.

It was just that once Old Master Rong left, it was as if the towering tree of the Rong family had collapsed. To the entire Rong family, that was a devastating blow.

All of the people from the Rong family were very uneasy, especially when they saw Old Master Rong's wide open turbid eyes, his reluctant gaze sweeping across them one by one. He even pointed at the head of the Rong family, Rong Zhikang.

"Dad, what do you have to say? What do you have to worry about?"

Rong Zhikang lowered his head and half-kneeled in front of old master. He watched as his father's mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't hear what Old Master Chu wanted to say.

When Rong Zhikang thought about old master, he thought that there should be a lot of unfinished business on him, and he even lent out a lot of accounts with no IOUs. If old master was going to leave, that would be bad.

"Dad, dad, what are you trying to say?"

Rong Zhikang still wanted to ask him a question, but he saw the butler hurriedly walk over and whisper into his ear:

"The people from the Chen family are here. They said that they are here to collect Master's debt. They said that Master owes them five billion and wants to use our old house as collateral..."

When the butler said this, his tone was a little unnatural.

As the saying goes, a father owes his son a debt, but this five billion was owed by Old Master Rong, who was lying in bed and unable to speak.

"I've never heard my father say that he borrowed five billion from the Chen family. My father has been cautious all his life, so how could he possibly have five billion in debt?"

Rong Zhikang's face darkened. The Chen family was originally a relative of the Rong family, and the old master of the Chen family was his uncle. However, Second Aunt passed away early, and later on, Chen old master married a wife around the same age as his son.

Just like that, the Chen family and the Rong family drifted further and further away, and did not interact much with each other.

When Old Master Rong was healthy, no one had heard of him borrowing billions from anyone. Just as he was lying in bed and unable to speak, the Chen family came to collect his debt. This was too strange and unbelievable.

Old Master Rong, who was lying on the bed, could not speak, but he still understood in his heart. When he heard this, his eyes widened, and he struggled to get up, but he could not.

He wanted to tell his son that this was a conspiracy. He had never lent money to the Chen family.

Moreover, he knew what the IOU was about.

But he was on the verge of death, and his life was coming to an end. He could do nothing but watch his children and grandchildren being deceived. At this moment, Rong Jianhua felt his vision go dark. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a few words.

Heaven and Earth Pawnshop!

"Master, a trader is here..."

Hua Yueying shouted excitedly. After so many years, the Bank of Ten Thousand Worlds finally had a new business. All of this was because of Zhang Fann's arrival.

Some of the functions of the Bank of Ten Thousand Worlds seemed to have been reactivated.

"Hmm, wait..."

Zhang Fann looked up and saw that there was something on the shelf that looked like a Sichuan opera mask. He took it off and thought for a moment before putting it on his face. This was the Bank of Ten Thousand Worlds.

He was just a mortal, and he had no idea whether it was a human, a demon, or a god who had come. Under such circumstances, Zhang Fann felt that it was better to be careful, so he put on a mask.

Strangely, the moment Zhang Fann put on the mask, his entire aura changed.

Even if he just casually sat down at the table, he looked like a god that had descended into the mortal world. His entire body was surrounded by a terrifying aura.

Even though she could not see his true appearance, Hua Yueying, who was at the side, felt her legs go weak and almost knelt down.

"Mas-Master..."

Zhang Fann turned his head to look at her. He saw Hua Yueying lowering her head like a docile maid. At this moment, she seemed to be afraid to even breathe. She was trembling with fear as she stole glances at Zhang Fann from time to time.

There was something wrong with this!

Zhang Fann suddenly had a thought. He was surprised and happy at the same time. The items in the Heaven and Earth Pawnshop were indeed extraordinary.

A mask he had casually picked up had such an effect. It covered his face and his breath.

"Heaven and Earth Pawnshop? What is this place, the Underworld?"

Rong Jianhua found out that he could actually move. He could walk around without relying on anyone, so when he saw the words Heaven and Earth Pawnshop, his first reaction was that his life was over.

This was the legendary Underworld!

"No, this is the Heaven and Earth Pawnshop. Your life is coming to an end, and only I can save you here and let you live again..."

The word 'live' seemed to have a magic power that filled Rong Jianhua with strength. He was so excited that his voice trembled.

"I want to live, even if I have to live for one more month, I am willing to pay the price as long as I can afford it..."

Rong Jianhua had worked his way up from the bottom, and he knew that there was no free lunch in the world.

"I have money, 1 billion. I just want to live one more day. I have countless properties and companies that I can trade for. I can even trade for other things..."

Rong Jianhua anxiously looked at the masked man in front of him and almost kneeled down in front of him.

He didn't know why, but when the man with a mask said something that others thought was ridiculous, he didn't doubt it at all.

In this place, the masked man was like a god. People couldn't help crawling under his feet. They would feel normal about what he said.

One day?

One billion?

A house and a company?

Zhang Fann felt his breath stop. Some people thought that time and life could be wasted, but this guest in front of him was willing to exchange a billion yuan for a day of his life?

"As you wish, a billion in exchange for a year of your life. I will send one of my emissaries to meet you and make a deal with you."

Zhang Fann said in a cold tone. Then, he saw Hua Yueying silently standing by the table and delivering a contract that looked like a sheepskin scroll. The contract required a drop of Rong Jianhua's blood as an oath.