"oh?"
Ye Wuhan glanced at her, "Then do you know where the other one is?"
"I don't know, I have worked so hard to find out the whereabouts of this one."
"Yeah!" Ye Wuhan nodded. If he could get two of them, the effect might be ten times that of using just one. This was why he was in no hurry to use the current Spirit Dragon Ball.
Moreover, he was filled with a violent spirit and his obsession was hard to get rid of. In other words, his cultivation also encountered a bottleneck due to the constant killing.
This is also the reason why he is willing to cultivate his moral character in the city. He wants to slowly wear away the hostility in his body through a plain life. One Spirit Dragon Ball may not be effective, and if used indiscriminately, it may lead to a waste of resources. But with two Spirit Dragon Balls, he
I'm sure it will be of great use to me, and maybe it can also cleanse my anger and improve myself to a higher level.
It's just that we don't know where the other bead is. This kind of thing is something that can only be encountered but not sought.
"Master, if there is no accident, the other one should be in China, because as far as I know, this should be a relic of ancient China!" Seeing the hesitation on his face, Fujiwara Miko hurriedly continued.
"I hope so. Okay, you can leave if you have nothing to do!" Ye Wuhan waved his hands.
"Slave, please leave!"
Fujiwara Meiko glanced at him reluctantly, then turned and left, her figure quickly disappearing.
Ye Wuhan looked up at the sky and sighed for a long time. He did not expect so many changes to happen that night, but it was a good thing after all, and it could be regarded as an extension of his power to Japan.
After a moment of silence, he left.
However, he did not return to Jinjiang City, but went to Yuzhu Group.
As far as he is concerned, he got Miko Fujiwara's essence last night, which can be regarded as a benefit from her. He is very energetic and will not have any impact at all even if he does not rest.
A woman's figure appeared in the distance, it was Fujiwara Miko, and in her hand was the Tang sword from last night.
She stared at Ye Wuhan's leaving figure in a daze. What happened last night was also an accident for her. She also didn't expect that when she came to China this time, she actually gave her body to a Chinese man and considered him her master.
I have to say that fate has its way with people.
After a long time, she turned around, her figure gradually became illusory, and finally disappeared from the place.
Here, Ye Wuhan took a taxi and was about to return to the company, but suddenly he noticed a red car parked in a dilapidated neighborhood on the roadside, and the more he looked at the car, the more familiar it became.
"Hey, isn't this Du Shasha's Audi TT?" Ye Wuhan was a little confused. We were almost in the suburbs. What was Du Shasha doing here?
"Master, stop the car!"
Ye Wuhan hurriedly asked the driver to stop the car, threw him a hundred-dollar bill and got out of the car.
"Hey, I'm asking for your money." The driver was still shouting from behind, but Ye Wuhan waved his hand, "Forget it, the rest is a tip!"
"Thank you!" The driver was very happy to get dozens of yuan more for nothing. He stepped on the accelerator and the taxi left.
When Ye Wuhan got out of the car, he saw that the person getting out of the Audi TT in front of him was indeed Du Shasha.
"Minister Du, what are you doing here?" Ye Wuhan shouted.
Du Shasha turned around and saw that it was Ye Wuhan, and she suddenly became furious, "Ye Wuhan, you arrive late and leave early when you have nothing to do. What are you doing here? Go back to work quickly."
Ye Wuhan smiled, "I said, Minister Du, why are you here when you have nothing to do?"
"I...I'm here to discuss business." Du Shasha said with a slight blush on her face.
"Come here to discuss business?"
Ye Wuhan looked at the dilapidated and almost uninhabited tube buildings, "You came here to discuss business?"
"I am willing, but do you care? Go back to work quickly!" Du Shasha shouted, and the girl's charming face turned red, and she was a little angry.
"Okay, if you wish, I'll go back to work now!" Ye Wuhan turned and left.
Du Shasha turned around and looked at him until his back was out of sight, then she patted her towering chest and took a deep breath, then walked into the community with elegant steps.
Not far away after she walked, Ye Wuhan's figure came out from behind an abandoned old building.
This community is almost abandoned and overgrown with weeds. She came here to discuss business? As a scammer, everyone can tell that she has something to do. How could Ye Wuhan leave so casually?
He simply followed her towards the community.
Du Shasha walked around the corner and finally came to a dilapidated tube building.
She looked both ways, hesitated before entering the dark corridor, and then knocked on the door of a room on the left.
After a while, the door opened, and a man with a crooked eyebrow looked out, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Hey, it's pretty, isn't it?"
Looking at his lewd eyes, a look of disgust flashed across Du Shasha's face and she said, "Where is my uncle?"
"It's inside, come in!"
The man stepped aside to let Du Shasha in.
Du Shasha glanced inside and saw that her uncle was indeed sitting inside, so she stepped in without thinking any more.
The man stuck his head out and looked both ways, then went in and closed the door.
After Du Shasha entered, she saw six or seven people sitting in a circle with money, cigarettes and other things on the table. This was obviously gambling.
The pungent smell of smoke made her frown, and the expression on her face became even more disgusted, but she still looked at a middle-aged man with a beard and lonely eyes sitting among those people, "Uncle!"
"Shasha, you came just in time. Lend me some money quickly, or my uncle will be beaten to death by them." The man with messy hair in the middle said, and he stood up as he spoke.
"sit down!"
Someone on both sides pressed him and forced him to sit down.
Du Shasha frowned. His uncle was a gambler. Although he didn't want to take care of him, he was afraid that he would be beaten to death because of his gambling debts.
She came here precisely because she received a call from her uncle.
"How much do you want?" Although Du Shasha was disgusted, she still frowned and asked.
"Two...two hundred thousand!"
"How much? Didn't you say five thousand?" Du Shasha was also a little anxious. His uncle had asked her to send five thousand yuan before, so she just came. Two hundred thousand? She is also a working class, and
He had just bought a car and had to repay the loan. How could he have so much money?
"Five thousand? Haha!"
The gang of hooligans all laughed, "You still need to send me five thousand? You don't know that your uncle is a gambler? Does five thousand still count as money in his eyes?"
"Let me tell you, your uncle really owes us two hundred thousand yuan. Just pay it back today. If you don't pay it back, don't leave!"
In the middle, a man with a scar on his face stood up. He looked up and down at Du Shasha's tall and graceful figure, with a faint flash of lust in his eyes.
"you……"
Du Shasha was a little depressed. How could she not know that her uncle was a gambler? The house was mortgaged by him, and his wife divorced him. But no matter what, this was her uncle after all, and she couldn't ignore it.
In addition, her uncle told her that he only borrowed 5,000 yuan to come over. How could she have imagined that it would be so much.
"Is it two hundred thousand?" Du Shasha also looked at her uncle angrily.
"Xiao Sha, if you help uncle again, there's nothing he can do!" Zhuang Yongheng said with a sad face, looking like he was miserable.
Du Shasha suddenly turned around and left with a frozen face.
"Stop, you're here and you want to leave?"
Several gangsters rushed up and stopped her immediately.
"You...what do you want to do?" Du Shasha suddenly panicked. Even though she was the minister of public relations, her official authority was useless in front of these vicious gamblers.
And these are obviously not ordinary gamblers, they are clearly a gang of hooligans.
Her uncle had too many debts due to gambling, and no one wanted to gamble with him. In order to continue gambling, he got involved with these gangsters, and was deceived out of 200,000 yuan.
"What?"
The leader of the gangster smiled evilly, "Your uncle owes us 200,000 yuan. Just pay it back today. If you don't pay back, we will use your body to pay the debt!"
"Someone, take her over."
The leader with a scarred face waved his hand, and two gangsters came over, grabbed Du Shasha and dragged her backwards.
"He owes money, not me. What does it have to do with me?" Du Shasha also shouted in anger.
"Why is it none of your business? He is your uncle, and your uncle also agreed to this!"
"you……"
Du Shasha looked at her uncle angrily.
Zhuang Yongheng hurriedly lowered his head, with a sad face and a cowardly look on his face, "Sasha, don't blame me, uncle can't help it."
"Catch her and tie her up!"
Several gangsters grabbed her and tried to tie her to a chair. Although Du Shasha struggled desperately, it didn't work. She was quickly tied to the chair while sitting down.
This chapter has been completed!