The three bosses in Gujingguan each have their own merits, but they all have one thing in common: they are rarely unreasonable, domineering and arrogant. Especially Qi Changqing, who does everything based on his own preferences without asking whether he is right or wrong.
Back on the Qilian Mountains, because the Taoist priest from Kunlun sent Xiang Que into the cave, he cut off one of his arms with one sword. Now if someone dares to bow his head to Xiang Que's daughter, then he is even more unreasonable.
For Qi Changqing, who has no children yet, Xiang Que's child is equivalent to half a daughter to him!
Qi Changqing told Wu Benchang in a loud voice, "Liao Zhonglai and Fan Wenwang gave you three families three generations of wealth and prosperity. This is a deal. If you accept it, it is indeed a deal, but if you don't accept it, it will be a tragedy."
"I am a very reasonable person. I am honest with you in my requests, but at the same time I also give you enough bargaining chips for the transaction. To a certain extent, the chips I give are heavier than what you have to pay.
Many, all you have to do is express your attitude and say something at the critical moment. Think about it carefully.
Think about it, what is the concept of me guaranteeing your prosperity and wealth for three generations? If you don't understand, you can also understand it this way, I can guarantee your prosperity for three generations, or I can make your family fall into ruin!" Qi Changqing leaned on the chair, swinging his legs as if
Appealing on someone else's home court is saying something that has nothing to do with you.
"You, you threaten us? Young man, trouble comes from your mouth." Liao Zhonglai smiled coldly.
Wu Benchang pointed at him angrily and said: "It's so presumptuous! This is Malaysia. No matter how powerful you are in China, you can't run wild here and scare us? Are we scared?"
Qi Changqing clapped his hands and said calmly: "Don't be impatient about something that is quite harmonious. You may say that I am intimidating or arrogant, but once I have said it, there is no reason to take it back. Whether it is okay or not,
You can definitely give it a try!"
Qi Changqing suddenly stood up, adjusted his collar and said softly: "You will receive a call later, and it will not be too late to make a decision after receiving it."
After Qi Changqing finished speaking, he turned around and left. After he left, the three old guys looked at each other with livid faces and looked very ugly. At this time, Liao Zhonglai's cell phone suddenly rang.
He looked down and saw the name of a Malaysian Datuk displayed on it.
Outside the hotel, Qi Changqing put one hand in his pocket and whistled, walked out very briskly, and got into the Rolls-Royce.
The driver turned around and asked respectfully: "Mr. Qi, where are we going next?"
"Go back to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow..."
Qi Changqing was going back to sleep, but Xiang Que was still sitting opposite Razaka in the temple.
"Master La..."
Razaka's face twitched, and he couldn't help interrupting Xiang Que: "My full name is Najib Tun Razaka. Razaka is my first name, and my surname is not Ra."
Xiang Que quickly put his hands together and said: "Master Razaka"
"Keep talking." Razaka waved his hand helplessly.
Xiang Que coughed dryly and suddenly said in a low voice: "It seems that your Malaysian commanders are not all kind..."
Of course, it is not a harmonious situation anymore. It is obvious that Master Razaka seems to be plotting against others. As for who he is plotting against, it must be the head-dropping master who has been tricked by the Hundred Ghost Soul Conjurer.
One monk carried water to drink, two monks carried water to drink, and the three monks didn't even have water to drink.
The top eight top-notch divisions in Malaysia are bound to involve a lot of disputes over interests. Even if eight people are called the top eight top-notch divisions in Malaysia, there must be some who are strong and who are weak. Xiang Que doesn't know them.
Where is the so-called conflict of interests? But it is expected that if eight is reduced by one, leaving seven, the degree of this conflict will be reduced a lot.
More likely, Razaka seems to have known who caused the Hundred Ghosts to summon the souls, and this person may have a personal grudge with him, but either the two parties are about the same strength, or he is not as good as him, so the grudge has never been resolved.
"Oh, are you trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife?" Xiang Que muttered to himself.
This possibility is very high. Xiang Que is the sword, and Razaka wants to use him to kill the head-dropping master.
He has almost guessed what the other party is thinking, and Xiang Que has nothing against it. This is a calculation, but it is also a win-win situation. Everyone gets what they want!
Razaka said: "The bow I gave you just now was also meant as a test. If you can't break my bow, your death in my temple will be in vain. Fortunately, you can untie it. This proves that we
There is also the possibility of mutual cooperation. You have the strength and capital to cooperate with me."
Xiang Que curled his lips, snorted coldly and said, "Aren't you afraid of becoming enemies with me?"
"Is that so? When you came to Malaysia, there was no one from the world of soul-reducing masters to point out the way for you. It would be impossible for you to easily find someone who could summon the souls of hundreds of ghosts and surrender them. You should be happy to cooperate with me, right?" Raza
Ka said very firmly.
Xiang Que had to admit that Lazhaka's words made sense. He was looking for Caixili because he had no other target to find. If there was a person like Lazhaka in front of him, he would be eager to cooperate with him.
Xiang Que rubbed his chin, thought for a while, and asked, "How to cooperate?"
"Don't worry about it now. There will be a party in Kuala Lumpur in two days. Many head-dropping masters will come to attend. You and I will go there together. It won't be too late to study this matter later," Razaka said.
Xiang Que bowed his hand towards him and said, "It's a pleasure to cooperate."
"Haha, I hope neither of us will be disappointed," Razaka said.
At this time, Xiang Que thought of the other head-down on Wanwan, so he frowned and asked: "Can you head-down masters change a person's numerology by lowering their head?"
"Huh?" Razaka was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.
A full minute passed before he asked in a dry voice: "What... do you mean?"
"Can lowering your head change a person's numerology?" Xiang Que asked with his lips pursed.
"Has anyone been changed?" Razaka asked in disbelief.
Xiang Que hummed and said: "The one who was hit by the Hundred Ghosts to Summon Souls was only one of the descendants, but the other one's descendants, for some unknown reason, actually changed a person's numerology, and it seems to be difficult to break."
Razaka visibly trembled, his skinny arms trembling uncontrollably, and he muttered in confusion: "Here, he actually got to this point? No, it's impossible, how is this possible?"
Xiang Que asked again: "What is going on?"
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