Chapter three hundred and seventy-fifth: the method of ink attack(1/2)
Monk Busi left very simply. After admitting defeat, he left the martial arts temple directly.
"This monk left after fighting, and he didn't even have nostalgia at all?"
"He is already a monk, and it's just a training experience to come to the competition. Why do you need to be too nostalgic?"
Xiao He said that he also had a certain understanding of these monks.
These monks have no interest in ordinary things.
I came to participate in this world competition just because I tested my own practice.
They only have one word about fame, fortune and human nature.
Abandon.
"This monk Busi really has such a state..."
Yang Ming thought for a while and felt that this monk in China was a real monk.
Let’s look at the monks from Tianzhu. They only have a few days to fast in a month. They are usually raised by big fish and meat?
These monks in China are truly pious, which really makes people respect them.
Although Monk Busi lost, no one would question his strength.
Because no one would think that the practice of scriptures cannot beat his Heaven-burning Divine Fire.
However, in this case, Monk Busi made a slight mistake and was caught by Li Wen.
Otherwise, it is still impossible to say who loses and who wins.
"It's Morin's game in the afternoon!"
"I want to defeat Molin all, I will definitely make a fortune in this wave!"
Yang Ming said excitedly that he naturally had to pay attention to Morin's game.
After all, this kid Molin is very strong now!
It’s not simple to beat a waste He Dong?
When He Dong was under his monkey-driven stick, he was beaten so much that his father and mother kowtowed and apologized.
This guy, Molin probably can get rid of him by calling two mechanical beasts.
Thinking of this, the glory of money flashed in Yang Ming's eyes.
The unexpected gain from gambling is really exciting!
With your ability to trade, you will be happy and lose money!
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On the bustling streets of Karlondan, in a gorgeously decorated hotel, Raj had just opened his sleepy eyes.
Although he had just woken up, it was already dusk.
Thinking of the night when he was last night, a smile rose from the corner of his mouth.
These Western girls are very enjoyable.
Because of his generous funding, not only President Ramiya favored him, but also arranged many beautiful girls for him.
These delicate and stylish Western girls are much more charming than women from India.
Therefore, Raj did not sting at his energy and slapped them all night long.
Then, the next day, I slept until the evening before getting up drowsyly.
“It’s so great to praise the great black blood!”
What he wants to thank is not only the great Black Blood Lord, but also the lovely, generous and respectable Mr. Lu Cheng.
If it weren't for the generous donation of Mr. Lu, how could Taraj get such treatment in Kallondan?
After all, although Carlondan, as a financial hub in the Western continent, is a small country, it is really rich!
This small country with only a few hundred square kilometers has an unimaginable wealthy class and an unimaginable powerful army!
This city can be said to be the core of Western politics, economy and belief!
Except for the pope who is not in Kallondan, the other benefits are basically occupied by Kallondan.
The country of the rich, the country of heaven, the country of glory.
With the three auras, you can see the nobles of various countries everywhere in Kallondan!
This is the back garden of the Western continent and the largest port in the West Sea!
"My dear, generous Lord Raj, I hope I have not disturbed you."
The waiter of the luxury hotel walked in respectfully and inquired about Raj's situation cordially. Behind the waiter, three or five exquisitely dressed maids were followed.
The maids were holding very exquisite meals in their hands and placed them neatly on the gorgeous marble table in the guest room.
"Of course, didn't I get up?"
Raj slowly stood up in silk pajamas. Indeed, after the intense exercise last night, he felt extremely hungry at this time.
"A distinguished guest will come to visit later. I hope you can meet this distinguished guest well."
"Of course, Mr. Lamia, the president of the Marigold Bank, will come with you."
"Oh? Yes, yes, Mr. Lamia, I have to thank him in person."
Raj walked to the marble table and looked at the food on the table.
"Thanks to him for making such a beautiful girl and such a comfortable room for me. This is the best night I have ever stayed in the West."
"Sir, you deserve the best."
The waiter was very good at speaking. He politely brought a scarf to Raj and put a napkin on it. He skillfully uncovered the iron lid covering the plate, and a fragrant smell of barbecue spread throughout the room.
“I think you’ll love this delicious barbecue.”
After the waiter cut the barbecue for him, he put it on the dining plate. Such thoughtful service really made Raj enjoy it very much.
Just as he was enjoying this perfect service, President Ramiya walked in with a sergeant in military uniform.
The sergeant had a very neat golden beard on his mouth, and his indigo blue eyes highlighted the excellent bloodline of the Mokiran race.
This is the noble master of the Oga Empire. In that damn huge empire, the Mokiran people have this absolute right to speak.
This is a
Raj disliked them very much for the extremely arrogant nation.
However, when the officer walked in, he showed a very kind smile. Sure enough, the faces of these hypocrites always changed with money.
If you have money, they are like pugs, playing tricks in front of you.
If you have no money, they will be like wolves in the extreme east glacier, chewing your bones to you without leaving any left.
"I'll come and see our great and generous Mr. Raj, and I don't know if you can live in a habit."
"Oh, dear President Lamia, I am naturally very satisfied, very satisfied."
Raj was not stingy with his satisfaction with the arrangement. President Ramiya was very happy. He led the officer to sit next to the marble table and introduced him to Raj.
"I will solemnly introduce you to Mr. Raj, my respected General Bell."
"Mr. Raj, I have long admired Daming. I am the admiral of Ogishai, the Oga Empire."
When Raj heard this name, he was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly wiped his hands and reached out to the general.
"General Bell! I know your deeds! Even in the distant country of India, I know the great achievements you made while defending the Ogis Sea!"
When facing the group of madmen from the southern continent, the Admiral Bell used a fishing boat to lure the enemy.
The fishing boats were filled with explosives and connected the fishing boats in a line, waiting for the impact of a group of madmen in the southern continent.
Sure enough, when these guys saw a fishing boat, they rushed over like crazy to take hostages. However, after igniting the explosives, the people on the fishing boat jumped into the sea.
In the end, after losing three large ships in the Southern Continent, the black general was so angry that his face turned red and even was scolded by his own emperor!
"That's just a little achievement. Compared to your contributions to us, you can completely describe it!"
"Your billion twelve dollars has played a huge role. Now we are strong and ready to counterattack the Southern Continent at any time!"
General Bell said excitedly, but Raj shook his head.
"No, no, dear general, I think you misunderstood something."
Raj arranged the tableware neatly, took off his bib and took a deep breath.
"Black Blood means, please help Black Blood to pacify the group of pig nobles in the Mist Moon Empire first."
"Those damn nobles have been suppressing the revival of black blood with the steam monsters left by their ancestors."
"We need your help in a desperate situation!"
Upon hearing what Raj said, General Bell spread his hands in embarrassment.
"But Mr. Raj, you know that our navy is impossible to go to the West Sea now."
"So, on behalf of Black Blood, I regret you."
After saying that, he stood up and walked towards President Ramiya, and said word by word:
"Since this Admiral Bell cannot meet the requirements of me and Black Blood, then I hope to see my billion taels of silver now, right now."
"Your Excellency... you are not kidding!"
President Ramiya was anxious. His billion taels of silver had been completely handed over to the church as military expenses. Now, there is no way to find so much cash in the warehouse of the Calrondan Marigold Bank!
The church said that it would make up for the money within three years, but unexpectedly, Raj would pay this!
"Do you think I'm joking?"
To be continued...