Wang Jin searched for this name in his mind and soon found the answer.
Changye is the Liuxian who gave Sheyin the immortal bones.
He was also the one who possessed She Yin at the beginning and chased Wang Jin for several laps.
"I didn't expect it to look like this."
The young man touched his chin and subconsciously began to look at Chang Ye.
She has the standard cool temperament, a slim waist, long black hair with a hint of cyan, and a beautiful face that is so fair that there is something wrong with it.
The most eye-catching thing is the few strands of white hair individually braided into small strands.
It gives this beauty who seems a bit inaccessible at first glance a different feeling.
Unlike Liu Qingqing, who is also a Liuxian, Chang Ye's temperament is more capable and sharp, like a female white-collar worker who often practices free fighting.
It is precisely because of this that none of the thugs dared to act rashly.
They often followed You Gan around and heard some rumors from the upper class.
It is true that your family is very rich.
After all, you are in the mining business, so it is normal to become rich.
As for the She family...
They also have money.
The strange thing is that no one knows why they are rich.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the You family and the She family are not on the same level at all.
So no one dares to provoke She Yin, except for the reason that the sky is high and the earth is high.
"Dear guest, how much did you say just now?"
"One million per person."
Wang Jin smiled cooperatively, as if he was really a guest of the She family.
"Less."
Chang Ye shook his head slowly, and his tone slowly turned cold.
"Ten million per person."
"How...how much?"
Xu Biao's eyes almost popped out of his head. He looked at Wang Jin tremblingly, wishing he could give this kid a slap.
He often heard about the fights between gods and the disasters suffered by mortals.
Gods fight, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven... This is the first time I have seen Xu Biao.
And he also became the protagonist.
"You, you are my god."
Xu Biao muttered excitedly, almost throwing himself on Wang Lin.
If you come out and show off, you will have wealth and freedom, who can you tell me about this?
The most important thing is that the one who made the promise was the legendary She family.
It is absolutely impossible to default on your debt.
"Ten million per person, I will burn it for you with my own hands."
Changye spoke slowly, with a hint of murderous intent in his voice.
The four tall figures blocking the back stepped forward at the same time, their muscles tensed, and their tyrannical aura slowly circulated.
"A master of hard qigong."
Xu Biao narrowed his eyes and muttered softly.
He also tinkered with this kind of thing when he was young, but unfortunately he almost became disabled through it.
But because of this, he is quite aware of how strong hard qigong masters are.
"The wind is blowing hard."
Without any hesitation, Xu Biao took the lead and rushed out of the office.
He lost a million, but he had no time to be sad.
Money is a good thing, but it also has to be spent wisely.
Those four masters beat themselves up just like their mother beat a piece of cake.
Run quickly.
The escaping Xu Biao seemed to have pressed some switch, and the thugs who had filed in ran out together again.
The action is quite neat.
"Damn you! Come back! I'll kill you!"
You Kuang cursed loudly, but it could only be said in incompetent rage.
"well…"
Yougan sighed, and the light in his eyes dimmed a lot.
He understood that he was in trouble this time.
It wouldn't matter if Wang Jin was just an ordinary person who could fight. He would have countless ways to take revenge.
It's a pity that the other party's background is tougher than mine.
Wang Jin's face would be extremely high if he could ask the steward of the She family, who was mostly faceless, to bring people here in person.
"My property is all given to the She family. Can I save my son's life?"
Yougan spoke slowly, his voice full of pleading.
He stretched out his arm, as if he wanted to tug Chang Ye's trousers.
But I found that I no longer had this ability.
"Dear guest, what do you think?"
Chang Ye did not respond, but glanced at You Gan with disgust, then leaned slightly towards Wang Jin and asked respectfully.