This time Galama came to Georgia, Li Xiaomin paid him half a million US dollars.
From the beginning, Galama knew that this business was not easy to do, but the five hundred thousand was too tempting, so he gritted his teeth and accepted it.
But when he was kicked off the ring by others, he realized that not only was it difficult to do, but it was also fatal.
Maybe he was favored by God? Anyway, just when Galama sadly found out that he had to die here, a man, a man he would never forget for the rest of his life, appeared so coquettishly like a savior, which made people
He was brought to the VIP room on the third floor.
After following the man into the VIP room, Galama saw him pointing to a box full of money on the desk and said to him: "Galama, now that your mission is completed, you may be able to leave soon.
Here, with this box of banknotes."
"What?"
Galama raised his head in confusion and saw the box full of banknotes placed on the coffee table. His eyes suddenly lit up. He swallowed hard and asked, "You, you didn't lie to me, did you?"
"You are not worthy of my deception." Chu Yang leaned on the sofa covering Queen Hera and said calmly: "These are considered as your later commissions for this mission. Take them away without asking anything.
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As the saying goes, birds die for food and people die for money. Isn't the reason why Galama came all the way from Thailand to come here to be beaten because he took a fancy to the five hundred thousand dollars promised by Li Xiaomin?
But now, Chu Yang pointed to the several million banknotes and told him: These are all yours.
If Galama had declined or even dared not ask for it, then he wouldn't be here.
Since there was no need to ask what Chu Yangming said, Galama hesitated for a few seconds to make sure that he was not dreaming. Then he walked over, trembling all over, and hugged all the box of US dollars in his arms.
When Galama turned around and walked towards the door, he didn't even see Queen Hera curled up behind the sofa.
When people see a lot of money, they generally can't see anything else.
In today's economic society, as long as you have money, you have everything.
After the dreamy Galama walked out of the VIP room holding the box of dollars, Hera, who was leaning on the sofa, had regained some composure. She looked at Chu Yang's legs and sneered: "Haha, you
It's quite generous, giving three million US dollars to your substitute, but do you think he can leave with the money?"
Chu Yang curled his lips disdainfully and flicked the cigarette butt on the carpet: "I said he can leave here, he can leave here, you can choose not to believe it, but you must not question my status in the heart of your bullshit King Zeus.
Queen Hera, right? I think what I said is right, because even you took the initiative to come to me to show off your sex, which also proves that my words are right in disguise, right?"
Hera gritted her teeth and said, "Chu Yang, although you have tarnished me, don't be so arrogant. I swear, when King Zeus knows all this, she will kill you and your family..."
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As soon as she said this, she saw Chu Yang's right foot bumping on the carpet, and said with a sneer: "My feet are sweating now, do you want to lick them clean with your tongue?"
Immediately, Hera shut her mouth: This man is a devil. If she speaks harshly again, maybe he will let her lick his feet clean.
"Whether you are dead or alive, you'd better keep a low profile in front of me in the future, because I don't want to bully a stupid woman all the time." After Chu Yang finished speaking, he walked around the sofa and sat on it, put his hands on his lower abdomen, and closed his eyes.
Eyes, after a series of fierce battles just now, he feels a little tired now.
What the only distinguished guest in Prison No. 9 told him to do was come to fruition soon. Just when Chu Yang was thinking about something in his mind, someone knocked on the door: Help, help.
Chu Yang opened his eyes and saw a man wearing a white robe and a white gauze covering half of his face, standing at the door. So he looked up and down and asked: "Which god are you?"
"I am Hestia. If you are not used to calling me by my name, you can also call me Kitchen God." The person with the female voice walked into the VIP room, closed the door, and then took off the scarf on his face.
The gauze scarf revealed a very nice face: "King Zeus sent me here to talk to you about some things."
Hestia, in ancient Greek mythology, is the goddess of the hearth and the protector of the home.
On Mount Olympus, Hestia was responsible for the duties of the 'Minister of Logistics', and it was she who determined the members of the organizing committee of all previous Olympic Fighting Conferences.
"Kitchen God, how come the Kitchen God wears such clean clothes? No wonder the people don't believe in you." Chu Yang smiled slightly: "Please sit down wherever you like, but I am used to others standing while I sit."
The Kitchen God, who wanted to go inside and sit down on the sofa, was stunned when he heard what Chu Yang said, but then returned to normal: "Okay, then I'll just stand, you are on Mount Olympus now."
As a guest, I should also respect you."
Chu Yang tilted his head, looked at the Kitchen God and asked directly: "How have you considered the three requests I made?"
"That Galama can leave at any time if he wants to, but I think he won't leave even if you drive him away."
Chu Yang glanced outside in confusion and asked, "Why?"
Kitchen God said calmly: "Because he took the money and went to the organizing committee to place bets."
"Oh, so that's the case, then I can only wish him good luck." Chu Yang nodded, somewhat dumbfounded, and asked: "Then what about the two conditions I proposed next?"
The Kitchen God seemed to be very uncomfortable with others sitting while she stood. After walking back and forth on the ground for a few steps, she said: "King Zeus will not see you, but she agreed that you will play the game instead of Galama. Except that she will not see you.
Besides, even if you kill people and set fires at will in prison, she will not stop you."
After hearing what the Kitchen God said, Chu Yang was really puzzled and slowly stood up from the sofa: "Hey, why does that King Zeus treat me so well? He is not my son... Did he really say that?"
"God will not lie." The Kitchen God replied proudly.
"Thank God." Chu Yang spoke so devoutly for the first time in his life, and he made several gestures on his right chest in a decent manner.
Looking at Chu Yang's careless movements, Kitchen God asked: "Is there anything else you don't understand?"
"Yes." Chu Yang slowly walked to the Kitchen God: "Since King Zeus is so loyal, I won't force myself to see him, but I still want to see two more people."
"Is it Chai Fansi and Hua Canyu?"
Chu Yang praised loudly: "God is God. He guessed what I was thinking right away. Yes, these two people are what I want to see most right now."
Kitchen God didn't mind Chu Yang's sarcasm at all: "You will never see these two people."
Chu Yang sneered: "Then I will burn this prison."
The Kitchen God shrugged and said with a wry smile: "Even if you burn everything here, I'm afraid you won't be able to see them, because one of the two people is no longer in Mount Olympus, and the other one doesn't want to see you.
, there is nothing we can do.”
After hearing what the Kitchen God said, Chu Yang realized that he had misunderstood what he meant and slowed down too much: "Oh, who left, and who doesn't want to see me?"
The Kitchen God walked to the door and opened it: "The person who feels shameless to see you is Hua Canyu, but Chai Fangan took Skynet hostage and left Mount Olympus when your son was rescued. I'm sorry, because your son
The incident made the whole Olympus a mess, so we didn’t know about it until an hour ago. Well, Mr. Chu, I can only tell you this much, if you still want to fight
For competitions, you can do it at any time. If you want to leave, we can provide you with the most comfortable transportation."
Chu Yang stood in front of the sofa, staring blankly at the Kitchen God, and suddenly felt that he had no reason to stay here anymore.
Now that his son has been rescued, Hua Canyu doesn't want to see him, but Chai Fangsuan has taken some kind of Skynet and escaped, so there is no need for him to stay here.
Before coming to Prison No. 9, Chu Yang made a detailed plan to strangle King Zeus to death even if they were both together. This was also the main reason why he was so indifferent to the women at home.
But when he came here, things turned out like this. The most important thing was that no matter who King Zeus was, he was treated so well that he couldn't lose his temper at all, and at the same time, he was treated very well.
That high-spirited fighting spirit collapsed.
"Oh, by the way, King Zeus once said that she will only see you when the time is right." After saying this, the Kitchen God closed the door and left.
"The timing is right, what does it mean to be right? I have done something to his gods, and this is not the right time." Mr. Chu looked at the door panel, and his mind couldn't turn around for a while.
Chu Yang didn't know what King Zeus was thinking. In fact, Hera, who was hiding behind the sofa, was also shocked after hearing what the Kitchen God said just now. She was even more confused than Chu Yang. At the same time, she was also shocked.
She vaguely felt that King Zeus might know what she was going through now, but she did not embarrass Chu Yang for it.
Suddenly, Queen Hera felt abandoned. Until Chu Yang turned around on the sofa and sat on the carpet opposite her, he kept thinking about this problem.
Although this Hera is a little stupid and a little older, she is still very feminine in general. What is even more valuable is that she is still a young child... Chu Yang, who was sitting on the carpet, looked at Hera with a dull look.
After a moment, he asked: "What is that skynet that Kitchen God just mentioned?"
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The Skynet that Chu Yang was talking about was not a thing, but a person.
This person has been called Skynet from the day he was born.
Tianwang is a man wearing thick glasses. He is thirty-two years old. Not only is he mute, but he is also very thin, weighing more than eighty pounds at most. He also has a sparse yellow beard between his chin and his face.
Covered with beautiful acne, she looks like a stunted child with dementia in her eyes.
But once Tianwang sits in front of the computer, he will exude a kingly aura.
Some people, at first glance, are not normal people at all, but they have abilities that normal people cannot do.