Holding up a copy of the latest version of the novel "The Wise Man Who Slays the Dragon", Ha La said:

"Hewen, Hewen, look at the wise man in this book who used tricks to defeat the evil villain. Is there really anyone in the world who can do that?"

"That's just a novel. If there really is such a person, there are usually many forces at work behind him that you don't know about. It may be powerful strength, or huge power, or it may be mysterious power. For example, a

The seemingly omnipotent wise man, the reason why he never fails is because he can actually predict the future and can naturally avoid any possibility of failure.

"Only a king is qualified to carry out a conspiracy against another king, and it is impossible for civilians to threaten the king's rule with a simple conspiracy.

"If he really achieves it purely by strategy, it is often an interesting coincidence, and this coincidence cannot last forever. If he fails once, his soul will return to the underworld."

There was great doubt in Ha La's little eyes:

"So is there a limit to human wisdom?"

"No, it's just because conspiracy is too high-end. There are indeed people with enough intelligence to become masters of conspiracy. But with this kind of intelligence, if you concentrate on magic, it won't take long to roam in the starry sky. The power

It is a poison, and few people can remain calm in front of it."

Ha La let out a disappointed sound and put the novel back into her backpack.

Hewen raised his eyebrows in confusion:

"By the way, where did you get these books?"

"I got this from the bookshelf in the study."

"How many strange novels are there in my study?" Hewen couldn't help but twitching the corner of his mouth.

When you come to the city, naturally you can't just find a piece of vacant land to plant a house. You need to buy a house.

Fortunately, he heard that there was a cheap and suitable place for sale.

Inside the high walls.

"Hello, this is the house you are interested in."

Lisa, the sales girl, smiled. Although she felt that Hewen didn't look like a rich person, after working for so many years, she also knew that there are still some rich people in this world who don't care about their image.

Moreover, she has seen the consequences of colleagues who do not provide good hospitality. The entire agency business in Forth City is under the control of the Neil Gang.

The witcher nodded:

"The previous owner of this villa must have taken action in a hurry."

Lisa kept a constant smile on her face:

"Yes, but even so, this villa is still valuable. Although it is located on the edge of the city, it has a courtyard of 1,200 square meters and a small artificial lake of 800 square meters. The house itself also has 528 square meters of space, including the basement.

Level 6, if that thing hadn't happened..."

"How much?"

"300,000 pounds." Lisa tentatively reported a number.

"200,000." Hevin knew very well that the house could not be sold for 300,000 pounds.

"Well, let's do this. I can contact the owner of the house for you, and we can still discuss..."

"240,000 pounds." Hewen gave a new result. To be honest, the price could be lowered, but who gave him a magic bag that could continuously spit out gold coins?

Lisa's smile was almost unbearable. Although the house was valued at 220,000 pounds, it was not easy to sell it now. In addition, the owner was eager to get money. She could sell it for 240,000 pounds.

Enough to get a hefty bounty.

According to the agency rate and commission, she would probably end up with a total of 156 pounds!

Now my sister’s tuition fees for the next two years are all

Lisa looked at Hevin with eyes that looked at gold:

"Hello, how do you plan to pay?"

Hewen took out three notes worth 100,000 from his arms:

"Check, no change."

Lisa checked: "Okay! I'm going to prepare the contract now."

Then she walked to the supervisor's office with three checks. Of course, these three checks also needed to be checked by someone.

Ha La looked at the huge walls and gates in the black and white photos and asked excitedly:

"Is this our future home?"

Suddenly Lisa ran back with a check in hand and an apologetic look on her face, followed by a tall man and a plump middle-aged man with shrewd eyes.

Lisa walked up to Hevin, bent down suddenly, and said:

"I'm very sorry. I can't sell this house to you. He has been booked by another customer. This was my mistake. I'm really sorry."

The fat man also said:

"Mr. Aibel had reserved this house yesterday. This mistake was caused by our lack of internal communication. I will severely punish Lisa and others. If you have any other houses you are interested in, please tell me. I can

Help you arrange a good price as soon as possible.”

Having said that, although Hewen knew very well that the other party was actually using his identity to seize the house that was his, he did not want to attract other people's attention.

Hewen was about to agree, but Abel spoke first.

Abel's tone was somewhat nonchalant:

"I'm really sorry. I've taken over this house. If you and your daughter have any dissatisfaction, I can give you some compensation."

"This is my niece, not my daughter."

Abel frowned slightly:

"This is none of my business. Even if she is your bed toy, I won't care."

Hewen narrowed his eyes:

"Mr. Abel, don't you think it's a bit inappropriate to say such things in front of a child?"

Abel snorted softly and said impatiently:

"If I offended you, how about I say I'm sorry? Is that okay?"

Hewen replied:

"If possible, please apologize to my niece in person, and in a sincere manner."

"I've already given you a lot of face." Abel crossed his arms and his tone became even more vicious.

The fat man immediately rushed to Hewen and whispered:

"Sir, you may not know that Mr. Abel is a disciple of White Knight George..."

The fat man did not continue, but the meaning was already obvious. After all, if the two of them had a conflict, he would be unlucky in the end. A young man who can easily spend hundreds of thousands of pounds, even if his status is not as good as Abel, if he comes out

Whatever happened, he, as an agency manager, couldn't afford it.

Hewen really didn't expect that such a guy would be George's disciple. After all, George's personality was very different from his.

Fortunately, although he didn't intend to attract unnecessary attention, he also didn't intend to be as low-key as before.

The main members of the White Lion Club are composed of powerful people and wealthy businessmen, so if he wants to break into the White Lion Club, he must at least appear to be a wealthy person.

A very rich, very rich man.

Hewen looked at the fat man sincerely:

"I made an appointment three days ago, I don't know why he can take my house?

"Did he add more money? Then let me add more money too. I don't know how many houses you paid but didn't sign a contract. I bought them at twice the price. How much do you need? One hundred million pounds? Ten

Billion pounds? Ten billion pounds?"

He does have a bag that spits out gold coins in a steady stream, and this is not a metaphor.

Abel also calmed down. Anyone who can say such things is either a stubborn fool or a very rich lunatic. His father is such a person.

This is a critical moment in planning and nothing can go wrong.

Abel intends to put things to rest,:

"Forget it, it was my fault in this matter. I can give up this room to..."

Hewen said with an indifferent expression:
Chapter completed!