"This is 50 million, tell that old ghost to save some money!"
Wu Qiming grabbed the bank card from the reluctant Wu Hongdao and threw it directly to Wu Liang. He still couldn't help but said: "What is your relationship with that old ghost?"
Wu Liang coughed lightly and touched his chin with pretense of hesitation. After a while, he lowered his voice and said, "That old ghost and I are old friends..."
Before he finished making up the lie, Wu Qiming's expression changed, he snatched the bank card from Wu Liang's hand, and shouted with a dark face: "Who are you?"
Old friend?
Go ahead and lie to ghosts. Old Ghost Hong has not left the Wu family's ancestral home for thirty years. How could he have such a young old friend?
Wu Liang didn't take it seriously, and took a step forward. With just this step, Wu Qiming's expression on the opposite side changed drastically, and he took a few steps back with a look of shock on his face.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Qiming seemed to understand something and quickly waved his hand to drive away those incomprehensible Wu family disciples.
As soon as everyone left, Wu Qiming said with a respectful look on his face, "It turns out that he is really my uncle's best friend. His facial expression skills are so terrifying that my nephew couldn't tell the difference for a while. I'm really ashamed."
Wu Qiming is naturally not a fool, and he will not believe Wu Liang just because of his few words.
In fact, Wu Liang's casual display of strength just now shocked him. It was understandable that a strong man with such strength and that old ghost were old friends.
As for the young appearance, it is not surprising at all. It is the consensus among martial artists that aging can be delayed by reaching the Xiantian realm. It is not that there are no old and strong men with young appearance in the martial arts world.
Huang Laosan on the side almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and coughed hard several times, nephew? It’s a good thing that this old guy can scream!
The guy surnamed Wu is really awesome. He hooked up in such a short time. This guy doesn’t really think that this guy is a good-looking old ghost, right?
After spending so many days in Wujia Village, the Third Master has long understood that this man is only in his mid-twenties and is not the old ghost they imagined at all.
Wu Liang did not explain. Speaking of which, Wu Qiming recognized him as his uncle, which was considered an advantage to him. Back then, their ancestors were just his own schoolboys.
As for Huang Laosan, who thought he had figured out his own details, Wu Liang didn't bother to care. He just knew some things by himself, and they could think whatever they wanted.
Reaching out to take the bank card from Wu Qiming's hand, Wu Liang ignored him and turned to Huang Laosan: "Is there really money in this?"
Huang Laosan was not surprised because Mr. Wu, a country bumpkin, didn't understand many things. Wu Qiming wasn't surprised either. It was normal for these strong men of the older generation not to understand modern things.
The two guys with different ideas were surprisingly unanimous at this moment, and they didn't show the slightest surprise.
Before Huang Laosan could speak, Wu Qiming hurriedly said: "Senior, don't blame me. If you don't like bank cards, I will ask someone to withdraw cash."
Just kidding, don't tell me this money is for that old man in their family, even if Wu Qiming took it himself, he wouldn't feel bad.
Even the Huang family, a third-rate family, has rich wealth, not to mention the Wu family, which has been inherited for thousands of years. Not to mention being as rich as a country, at least it is not comparable to the few nouveau riche listed in Forbes.
Wu Liang waved his hand and rejected his proposal, and stuffed his bank card into his pocket with a smile. As long as he had money, if he really took out so much cash, could he move out?
After cheating and bluffing, he obtained the needed Millennium Qi-Building Grass and a huge sum of money, which made Wu Liang feel particularly comfortable.
As soon as he was in a happy mood, Mr. Wu remembered his relationship with the Wu family. He patted Wu Qiming on the shoulder with a smile to show his approval. His expression looked like he was looking at his grandson, which made Huang Laosan next to him particularly uncomfortable.
He felt uncomfortable, but Wu Qiming didn't feel that way. Under Wu Liang's shot, Wu Qiming felt as if all the bones in his body were stretched.
Even the meridians that had felt blocked in the past seemed to be much smoother. He had been practicing martial arts for many years and he still didn't understand what had just happened. In an instant, a smile appeared on his face that was a hundred times more than before.
"Thank you very much, senior! If my nephew achieves anything in the future, he will never forget his great kindness."
This time Wu Qiming was sincerely grateful. The journey of martial arts was difficult and dangerous. Although his Wu family has inherited it for thousands of years, he also experienced several hardships in the middle, and the skills left behind are also somewhat incomplete.
Although the skills of the Wu family are much better than those of other aristocratic families, the Wu family has never produced an innate mid-level powerhouse in these years, and even several of their ancestors took risks and broke through, only to die from the backlash.
He had only made a breakthrough in Xiantian a few years ago, and had long given up the idea of continuing to make breakthroughs. Unexpectedly, Wu Liang's simple shot today actually made him feel that the troubles caused by the incomplete technique were completely eliminated, and his skills even improved a little.
Wu Liang didn't take it seriously. It wasn't that he was really that strong now, but that the Wu family's skills were exactly what he had left for Wu De to use for self-defense.
Although the Wu family's martial arts are somewhat different from those of the past thousands of years, for Wu Liang, it is easy to eliminate the hidden dangers caused by this martial arts.
Accepting the old man's title of nephew with a calm face, Wu Liang narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Do a good job and don't ruin the reputation of the Wu family in Luoyang."
"The ancestors have left such a huge legacy. There is no way our reputation will be ruined in the hands of our generation. Please rest assured, senior." Wu Qiming was completely convinced that this was Mr. Hong's friend because of Wu Liang's shot, and even
It is not necessary to have friendship with the ancestors of the Wu family.
To be able to establish a relationship with such a reclusive powerful man, as long as Wu Qiming is not stupid, he will know what attitude to use towards Wu Liang.
He was satisfied, and Wu Liang was naturally also satisfied. Since the Wu family in Luoyang had been passed down, he could not let him break it off easily.
However, Wu Liang still understands the principle of promoting rice and defeating rice, so it's okay to help casually. If it really benefits the Wu family greatly, I'm afraid the Wu family will think that he has other ideas.
Thinking of this, Wu Liang touched his chin and said, "Let's do this. I will settle down in Tianshen Mountain now. From now on, you can come and buy three fishes every month."
Wu Qiming nodded in agreement without hesitation. Although he was confused, he didn't ask any more questions. It's natural for an expert to behave differently.
He didn't feel anything, but Huang Laosan beside him had a face full of admiration, and said in a flattering manner: "Sir, the Wu family already has three, do you think you can sell a few more to the Huang family?"
Wu Liang's face was full of disdain, and he waved his hand to drive people away. What are you trying to do?
The Wu family in Luoyang is too deeply involved with me. Besides, they are a first-rate family. You, a third-rate family, have so many fish but not so many people to train them.
Huang Laosan was not a person who gave up easily. When he saw Wu Liang's refusal, he immediately looked pitiful and tearful, and began to cry.
"Master, you can't treat me differently. Although our Huang family is not as wealthy as the Wu family, we can still spend millions. Besides, what kind of friendship do we have with Mr. Wu? We have carried guns and scoops together, cough.
Ahem..."
Wu Liang glared at him angrily, why don't you continue talking? This damn fat guy is getting thicker and thicker.
However, thinking that there were still many fish in his fish pond, and that he really needed money recently, Wu Liang nodded casually and agreed.
When he nodded, Huang Laosan was immediately overjoyed, and he quickly tried to flatter Wu Liang.
It was only at this moment that Wu Qiming realized that the fish they were talking about was not simple. Otherwise, if the Huang family wanted to curry favor with this person, there would be no need to work hard on it.
Seeing that Huang Laosan was still pestering the old man, Wu Qiming couldn't stand it any longer, and he quickly laughed and said: "My nephew was so rude just now. I went in with my nephew to have a cup of tea. I already have some wine at home, so I hope you will
Reward your face."
Huang Sanye, who was interrupted, was full of contempt when he heard this. He was ready to fall out just now, but now he is going to treat me to dinner. You can send messages from thousands of miles away.
Wu Liang didn't refuse. After all, he took other people's elixirs, took other people's money, and had a meal to comfort these people, right?
So Wu Liang followed Wu Qiming into the house, and then recognized a group of grandchildren and great-grandsons.
The faces of the children of the Wu family were uglier than eating shit. If Wu Qiming hadn't used his sharp eyes to threaten him, I'm afraid these guys would have wanted to kill Wu Liang now.
Especially when Huang Laosan was still beside him, fanning the flames and saying with a mean smile: "Wu Hongdao, call me, uncle."
He didn't dare to say that he and Wu Liang were of the same generation, otherwise if Wu Liang didn't settle the score with him, the innate master who considered himself Wu Liang's nephew would be able to deal with him.
Wu Hongdao looked ugly and glared at him fiercely. Just when he was about to retort, Wu Qiming shouted with a straight face: "I still don't bow to my senior."
The old man didn't even mention Huang Laosan, and simply ignored this guy. What a joke, if his son really called Huang Laosan uncle, wouldn't the old ghost of the Huang family be able to sit on his neck and shit in the future?
He was in awe of Wu Liang, not the Huang family. A mere third-rate family was not qualified to be higher than the Wu family.
Although Wu Hongdao was reluctant, it was better than letting a fat man like Huang Laosan ride on his head. He bowed to Wu Liang with a slumped face, turned around, and hurriedly walked away pretending to be ordering the dishes to be served.
Mr. Huang didn't mind either. He laughed a few times and glanced at the Wu family disciples one by one. He couldn't help but feel happy when he saw those people avoiding his gaze.
I thought that the third master would be able to show off his power in Longxi. When will he be able to show off his power to the Wu family in Luoyang? This is a thousand-year-old family, and it feels so good to feel like a serf who has become a serf and sings.
Not to mention how happy the third master was, Wu Qiming diligently served Wu Liang to sit down, and then said apologetically: "Senior, my nephew and the other brothers are out of town these days. I will let them do it next time I come."
Your greetings."
Wu Liang didn't care, but suddenly he heard several Wu family disciples next to him muttering "Blood Jade Peak" in a low voice, and his whole body trembled.
"What did you say?"
Before the younger generation of the Wu family, who was held in Wu Liang's hand, could react, Wu Qiming, who was already shocked, quickly apologized: "Senior, please calm down, these juniors..."
"I didn't ask you!"
A sharp light flashed in Wu Liang's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Did you just talk about the Blood Jade Peak? The Blood Jade Peak from a thousand years ago?"
The descendant of the Wu family who was caught in Wu Liang's hand was trembling all over. It was the hostility that Wu Liang unintentionally exuded that made him tremble. He said in a trembling voice: "It's the Blood Jade Peak. Zheng Ax said that someone wants to develop the Blood Jade Peak.
I'm going to buy a house near there."
"Be bold!"
Wu Liang's eyes were blood red, he shouted angrily, turned around and left.