"So powerful?" Ling Batian curled his lips and twitched the corners of his eyes, "Then why did you say that the Ling family will face a huge crisis?"
"Is this strange? The power of power can easily arouse the jealousy of others. The Ling family has lost their patron saint, and it has been exposed by public opinion that the undead soul is the Ling family. Do you think they will have a good life?"
"Undead..."
"You haven't heard of the undead, have you?" Zhang Zhe saw Ling Batian's pensive expression and asked. In his heart, the undead are his idols!
"Haha..." Ling Batian smiled noncommittally, "Of course I have heard of the name of the undead. They don't call that name for nothing!"
"Yeah..." the middle-aged man touched his belly and said with raised eyebrows, "There is another person who went on the mission with the undead and is a member of our family. We, the Long family, know his affairs best!"
"Long Rui, Long Ruizi..." Ling Batian hesitated, "Long Family—Long Family in the capital?"
"Apart from the Long family in the capital, who else in this society dares to call themselves the Long family?!" Long Ruizi said arrogantly. In his heart, the Long family is the most powerful, no matter what the real strength is!
"Why do people from the Long family in the capital come to such a small place?" Ling Batian thought in confusion, but asked without leaving any trace on his face, "Then that man in the smart suit is also a member of your Long family?"
"kindness……"
Long Ruizi looked at Ling Batian calmly and said, "His name is Long Heizi, you don't know, right?"
"Then why?..."
"Why would I fight with him?" Long Ruizi's eyes narrowed. "We are from the same family, how can we fight with each other? But the reality is so cruel, and there are more conflicts in the family!"
Seeing Ling Batian's high interest, Long Heizi cleared his mind and continued: "Back then, I fought with him for a woman!"
"We were born in the same year and month, but in terms of career, he was stronger than me, so he was raised by the family as a high-quality person; while I was trained by a low-quality person."
"When it came time to get married, Long Heizi attracted the attention of many high-profile women with his business, but the woman he was passionate about was not interested in him at all."
"The power of the family is not worse than that of the Long family. If there is a fight, the Long family will definitely win, but the Long family will also have to pay a lot of price. It is estimated that it is not impossible to achieve the prototype!"
"So for the sake of the future of the family, the patriarch warned Long Heizi, and Long Heizi had no choice but to leave with hatred."
"But I have always been extremely unpopular, but what can I do? I can only smile bitterly at my life, but at this moment, she appeared..."
"Is that the woman Long Heizi didn't get?" Ling Batian said as if he had guessed something.
"Yes, she is the one who chose me who is not popular. I didn't know what she meant at first, but now I finally know..." Long Heizi had an indifferent smile on his bitter face.
"In order for you and Long Heizi to fight each other, then the good fisherman of their family will benefit, right?" Ling Batian's eyes flashed.
"Yes! How do you know so much?" Long Ruizi looked at Ling Batian very strangely and asked.
"You don't need to worry about this. Anyway, now I know what your situation is - the two of them are facing each other, and now no one can beat the other! And I am the one with the potential that you can beat him, right?"
"Haha..." the middle-aged man smiled naively, "Yes, the embroidery on this door is not an ordinary jade, it is a spiritual weapon to test a person's spiritual roots!"
"Potential stocks are not as good as current market stocks!" Ling Batian glanced at Long Ruizi.
"Although the current market stocks are good, how can you defeat the enemy at the critical moment? Although the potential stocks are not that good, they can definitely make a comeback at a critical moment!" Long Ruizi's rich smile turned his chubby face into embarrassment.
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"Are you so confident?" Ling Batian stared at Long Ruizi.
"Of course, I believe in my own feelings!" Long Ruizi handed Ling Batian a token of the faction. On the back was a living black dragon. The entire token was black and gold, although it was ordinary pure gold.
, but the weight of black gold is beyond doubt!
"I still have something to do, so I'll give you the token!" Long Ruizi turned around and left.
"Aren't you afraid that I will take this token away and go to an unknown place!?" Ling Batian looked at Long Ruizi's back with a smile and asked loudly.
"Don't be afraid..." After Long Ruizi said, his figure had disappeared from Ling Batian's sight.
"It's done!" Ling Batian looked at Zhang Zhe happily, "Just wait for our rapid development in the future -"
Zhang Zhe also looked at Ling Batian with fiery eyes, "I didn't expect you, third brother, to be so powerful! You were so reserved before, you were afraid to speak to a stranger, but now you dare to have such a relaxed conversation with the boss!"
"Hey, let's go back to your house first!" Ling Batian looked at Zhang Zhe and said, "It's raining so heavily, how should we go back?"
The taxi that came here has long since left, and now I only see an agricultural tricycle...
Seeing that Zhang Zhe had not yet reacted, Ling Batian held Zhang Zhe with one hand, started jogging, jumped onto the tricycle, and then pulled Zhang Zhe up...
After unloading the agricultural tricycle, the vehicle started slowly. The bumps along the way made Zhang Zhe want to vomit several times. Ling Batian gave him several methods to suppress his motion sickness...
I don’t know how long I left before the car stopped. Anyway, Ling Batian is feeling dizzy now...
"Mistress, where is this now?" Zhang Zhe asked nervously, "Isn't he going to the city?"
"What are you two boys hiding in the car?" A middle-aged man asked as he opened the curtain covering the tricycle.
"Uncle, we just want to go back to the city. Don't blame us..." Ling Batian immediately said pitifully.
"Okay, two kids, where are you going?" The middle-aged uncle looked at Ling Batian and asked. Zhang Zhe beside him was vomiting wildly - but he didn't vomit in the car, so the uncle didn't stop him.
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Ling Batian helped Zhang Zhe out of the car, and the uncle secretly praised him, "Which city are you going to?"
"In the city? Isn't this the CD market?" Ling Batian looked at Zhang Zhe who continued to vomit and asked.
"CD City? This is not CD City. This is CS City. CD City has been completely submerged. How can we business people go there?"
