My day!

Wang Lang listened at the door.

I've changed the door a few times, so I won't have to change it again today.

But after waiting for a long time, the movement inside became quiet.

After a long time there was no sound.

Wang Lang called Yu Xiaomei, and Wang Lang hung up after Yu Xiaomei answered, which proved that it was not Yu Xiaomei and Wu Yingnan who were back.

After listening for a long time, Wang Lang took out the black card and quietly opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a cold wind came towards him, and the cold Wang Lang shivered.

The doors of the three bedrooms were all open. Wang Lang closed the door. The cold wind came from Wang Lang's house and the windows were open.

Wang Lang walked over and saw that it was pitch black outside and there was no one. Wang Lang listened for a long time without any movement.

It seems that the man must have left.

All the valuable things in the house are there, and they don’t look like a thief, so it’s strange, who is here to do what they do.

Wang Lang turned around several rooms, but found nothing, and did not have hidden weapons.

This is a high-level manager. You can walk away at such a short distance, which proves that the person who comes is a master and is guaranteed to enter the hall.

After closing the window, Wang Lang turned on the light and checked around. Finally, he saw a piece of red paper on the pillow. He reached out and picked it up. Wang Lang was stunned.

Peak reply.

What is this to do.

It was the fortune post before, but now it is the peak post again. Who is doing this and who is behind it is the fuel that wants to disrupt the world.

Open the Creation Sticker.

Our world, the world of creation, less than a hundred people, and the world of peak return is less than a thousand people. Not as good as the world of ancient times, we should follow our ancestors and promote the glory of the world. We should post it out and summon the forty-nine peak return masters in the world, gather Tianlan, slaughter all the remnants of foreign lands to promote our reputation in the world.

"Pussy, please." Wang Lang murmured, "I'll make some moves."

Wang Lang casually threw Feng back and left it next to him. Seeing that the handwriting on it was exactly the same as the handwriting on the Creation Post, he didn't know what this person was going to do. This was deliberately driving all the experts in the world to cause trouble.

He clamped the peak back post and Wang Lang was about to knead it into a lump and throw it into the trash can, but his eyes finally fixed on the signature in the lower right corner of the cover behind the peak back post.

There are only three simple words.

Dragon slaying.

But these three words are different from any of the previous posts. Each of these three words seems to contain a shocking murderous intent. I don’t know how much bitterness and grief the person who wrote the post suffered to be able to condense so many murderous intents between the lines.

The strength penetrates the back of the paper, and the murderous intention is about to overflow the paper.

"Awesome!" Wang Lang exclaimed sincerely. After admiring, Wang Lang began to wonder who this Dragon Slayer was. He had never heard of when there was such a person in the world. It seemed to be a recent one. However, the murderous intent in this word made people feel that this was definitely an elderly person, and he had killed many people.

Even if I wanted to break my head, I couldn't imagine who this person was. Wang Lang took out his cell phone and sent a text message.

After deleting the text message, I was ready to go to bed and prepare to wake up tomorrow to get the information, but I came before I could lie down.

Wang Lang answered the phone, "Why haven't you been sleeping so late?"

"Second brother, aren't you sleeping so late?" Hu Die said.

Wang Lang was about to speak, and Hu Die said first, "You received the reply from Feng, right?"

"Yes." Wang Lang didn't say nonsense.

Hu Die said bluntly, "No need to worry, this Dragon Slayer is just a tiger. If you want to drive the rhythm of the entire world, there are many people in the world who are led by him. I don't know if that person has a brain in his head."

Wang Lang nodded.

There was a man's voice suddenly there. Although it was very small, Wang Lang still heard it. After that, Hu Die hurriedly said, "Second brother, do you have anything else?"

"Do I have it or not?" Wang Lang smiled meaningfully.

Hu Die hung up the phone immediately.

Wang Lang looked at the phone screen with a confused look on his face. The phone was too straightforward. Wang Lang dared to bet that this girl must have been hooked up by someone's young man, otherwise she would not be like this. She still didn't sleep in the middle of the night.

Tsk tsk tsk!

Wang Lang habitually deleted the call record, kneaded the peak back into a lump and threw it into the trash can.

After drinking some at night, Wang Lang fell asleep in a drowsy manner.

In the morning, he was completely awakened by Tong Yaru's phone call. Wang Lang touched it for a long time before he found the phone. After answering the phone, Tong Yaru asked Wang Lang where he was wronged.

"I'm in Fuping City, come here to deal with something."

"Then don't eat at noon, wait for me to come."

Without giving Wang Lang any excuses to shirk, Tong Yaru hung up the phone directly. Wang Lang looked at the screen with a confused look on his face. Today, the second time he was hung up, he was either confused or confused.

It was past ten o'clock when Wang Lang got up and washed up, the door opened, and there were chattering sounds outside. Wang Lang stretched out his neck to see that it was Yu Xiaomei and Zhao Yingnan who were back.

The two of them were talking and laughing, and they all had a bunch of shopping bags...

When they saw Wang Lang, the two were shocked, "Why are you back first?" Yu Xiaomei patted the airport and shook her breath.

"Why can't I come back? I'm going to come back?" Wang Lang couldn't help asking after seeing the two of them. The appearance of these two people gave people the feeling that the things were coming back.

"No." Wu Yingnan shook his head.

Seeing Wang Lang looking puzzled, Wu Yingnan explained, "Grandpa Xiaomei gave me 100 million yuan, gave me a house in Tianlan City, and bought something."

Wang Lang looked confused.

Yu Xiaomei said proudly, "This is all for me."

"That thing is so valuable?" Wang Lang planned.

"Grandpa Xiaomei is seriously ill. He said that there is hope that he can only give it to him. When I saw that, I couldn't bear it, so I went with the flow and prepared to give it to him. Xiaomei asked for money. I originally thought it was only a few hundred thousand, but I didn't expect that Grandpa Xiaomei would say only 100 million yuan and even gave me a luxury house in Tianlan City." Wu Yingnan explained the causes and consequences.

Wang Lang heard it for a while.

Yu Xiaomei hummed proudly, feeling like she was a billionaire. "Stupid hooligan, you're scared, 100 million, don't you dare to think about it? Now our Yingnan is a serious rich woman. Do you have no idea about 100 million? Do you want me to tell you how much is 100 million?"

Wang Lang took out his cell phone, tinkered with the vibration of his cell phone a few times and received a text message for the account balance from the bank. Wang Lang pushed the cell phone to Yu Xiaomei's face and asked her to see it.

Yu Xiaomei stepped back to see the numbers above.

Nine-digit account balance.
Chapter completed!