Seeing the middle-aged man leaving angrily, Lin Huanran was speechless. But this time Lin Huanran didn't intend to explain with words, he could only prove it with actual actions.
Ding-dang! The middle-aged man’s footsteps paused. As a banker, he was naturally very familiar with this sound.
Is this the sound of gold and silver falling to the ground, and is there more than one piece of that crashing sound? I subconsciously turned my head to look, and suddenly a golden light came to my face. Lin Huanran had already piled up a hill at his feet. No matter how bad it was, there were many.
Ten dollars.
"Here, you." The middle-aged man's jaw seemed to hit the ground. Can Lin Huanran's thin body hold so many gold nuggets?
But he quickly ran to Lin Huanran. "This young man, you don't show off your wealth, how can you just leave it at the door?" Some people on the street noticed what was going on here and stretched their necks to look.
lively.
"I originally asked you to prepare a room for me, but you refused. This is the only way I can prove it." Lin Huanran spread his hands, looking very helpless.
The middle-aged man patted his forehead and said, "Come here, pick up this young man's gold and invite me inside."
With a satisfied smile, Lin Huanran followed the middle-aged man into the small courtyard of the bank, "Prepare a separate room for this young man, and don't let anyone disturb you." Although the middle-aged man murmured in his heart, what is wrong with this young man?
So much gold has been conjured, but what is before us is the ironclad fact.
After sensing the surroundings and confirming that no one was watching, Lin Huanran opened the Sky-Breaking Sword. The golden gold nuggets poured down like the water of the Milky Way, and only the sound of rushing was heard. After a while, the room was already filled with dreamy gold.
It's like being in the sun.
When the middle-aged man came to the room again, he didn't know how to describe his mood. He didn't know how to transport these gold nuggets, but the young man in front of him really did it.
"Three thousand taels, no more, no less, please order and collect." Lin Huanran's voice reminded the middle-aged man, and he quickly called someone to count, while Lin Huanran sat aside and drank tea leisurely.
Three thousand taels of gold is enough for Aoki City's total income for five years. Who is this young man? He actually has so much money?
"Is it possible?" Suddenly, the middle-aged man's mind was agitated, and he thought of a terrible possibility.
Is that the executioner who destroyed the Zixia family and the Wang family? Could it really be this elegant young man in front of me? It is really unimaginable.
But no matter what, the middle-aged man still had to find a way to inform the city lord. He glanced at Lin Huanran cautiously, and the middle-aged man's face seemed normal but a little pale, "Sir, please wait a moment, I will prepare the golden tickets.
Thousand taels is not a small amount."
"Excuse me, but I have to remind you that sometimes trouble comes from the mouth." Lin Huanran seemed to have noticed something, but he just clicked the sentence intentionally or unintentionally, but it left a cold sweat on the middle-aged man's face.
"That's right! If this young man can really kill two families, I'm afraid he will inevitably die after reporting to the official. Then the city lord may not be able to control it." Thinking of this, the middle-aged man felt scared for a while, and then he forced a smile.
, "Young Master is joking, it is also the responsibility of my bank to protect the secrets of our customers."
After saying that, the middle-aged man left in a vain manner. He slumped on the wooden chair until he couldn't see Lin Huanran. Fortunately, he didn't have a second thought to report it, otherwise he would have been dead by now.
Not long after, the amount of gold was clearly counted, and the middle-aged man returned to normal. After all, he would no longer do stupid things, nor would he be afraid of being silenced.
"Thank you." The paper of the golden ticket is very flexible, not easy to tear or even invulnerable to water and fire.
"Boss, who is that young man? Is he so rich?" The waiter, whose hands cramped while counting gold, wiped his sweat and asked.
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Huanran's slowly disappearing back and murmured, "Maybe he is the young master of that big family."
In the distance, the mysterious old man has not left and is still sitting there, but there are no more people watching around him. It is obvious that they already know that this old man is simply a liar and are no longer interested.
Only a few people stayed here to see if Lin Huanran would really bring three thousand taels of gold to buy scrap metal.
Let's not talk about whether Lin Huanran really has so much money. Even if he does, they don't think there is such an idiot in the world who would spend money on such a place.
"Huh? He's really here." When the few people left behind saw Lin Huanran, their faces were filled with anticipation, and their eyes were full of excitement.
The old man didn't seem to be surprised at all, "Have you brought the golden ticket?"
Lin Huanran stretched out his right hand. A piece of golden paper was so dazzling in the sun. Many people took a breath. This was a real golden ticket, and it was three thousand taels.
Many people in the distance showed greedy looks. After all, Lin Huanran looked like just a gentle scholar.
The old man smiled slightly, "If you want to buy my old man's things, you must at least keep the golden ticket in your hand." Although Qingmu City has been under martial law due to the destruction of two major families, the three thousand taels of gold are still worth it.
Many people can't stand it any longer.
Lin Huanran looked behind him. Some warriors with weapons in their hands were already ready to move. A sneer appeared on his face. He stretched out his two fingers, sword energy poured into his fingers, waved in the air, and a deep thin line suddenly appeared on the hard ground.
Lines were blown, dust was flying, and the people watching around screamed. They didn't even know what was happening.
"Those who cross the line will die." Although Lin Huanran was only sixteen years old, the murderous aura in his body was not small, and the person who had originally planned to seize the wealth halfway was shocked to the spot.
"Old man, can we trade now?"
Hearing Lin Huanran's words, the old man finally showed a smile. The most impressive thing about this old man is his eyebrows. Although his hair is white, his eyebrows are red in the middle, like a small flame.
Thriving in the birch forest.
"You can't tell that this guy is a master underneath his cover."
"Yes, no wonder he has so much money. He seems to be the son of that aristocratic family."
But soon Lin Huanran actually handed over the golden ticket to the old man, leaving everyone around him stunned. Is there something wrong with this young man's head? Even a dandy wouldn't go to a bad old man's mess to buy rags, right?
Suddenly, there was no sound on the street, except for the gentle breeze blowing by.
The people who originally wanted to rob naturally did not dare to act boldly, but their hearts were bleeding, "Uncle, you said you bought this thing, why not give it to us." This was their voice. Of course, they saw that Lin Huanran had just
Naturally, I dare not show it.
Those who take the form of Qi are at least illusion-level masters, and they cannot afford to offend such young people.
"Very good, it's yours." The old man threw the strange black object to Lin Huanran.
After taking it with both hands, Lin Huanran's expression changed slightly, and he soon regained his composure, "Thank you very much." Then, he put the strange item in his arms and said, "Old man, do you plan to keep selling things here?"
"No, old man, my health is not good. I also made a fortune today and plan to leave."
"How about I give you a ride?" Lin Huanran saw those people just now. Although he didn't dare to do anything to himself, his eyes turned red when he saw the golden ticket being handed to the old man.
Lin Huanran did not want this old man to die because of his three thousand taels of gold tickets. When the people around him heard this, their faces changed slightly. If Lin Huanran followed this old man, how would they do it? Although they were unwilling to do so,
I can only give up.
"Thank you, young man, but my old man can still leave, so there is no need."
Hearing the old man's words, Lin Huanran looked at him deeply, just clasped his hands and walked away.
Not long after, the old man also got up and left Aoki City. But there were many people behind him. Lin Huanran naturally would not leave so simply. He walked around and followed carefully. If these people really took action, Lin Huanran would
Huanran doesn't mind a few more lonely souls on the road to hell.
But soon, not only did the people who wanted to rob him find that the old man was missing, but Lin Huanran didn't even notice when the old man disappeared.
"Potian is just as you said, this old man is not simple."
"It seems that what I just sensed was not an illusion. This old man seems to be here and not there. This feeling is extremely strange." Potian's voice also seemed confused, and it was obvious that he didn't know what kind of state this was.
Lin Huanran was surprised. The Heaven-Breaking Sword had always boasted that it could break the world, but when faced with this old man, he didn't know much about it. This shows that this old man must be a master hermit.
Since this old man had an extraordinary background, Lin Huanran naturally did not need to worry about his safety, and then left.
But the group of people following the old man cursed angrily, "It's really bad luck."
"***, you will lose track of an old man, what use are you?" Another group of people looked very unhappy.
"Humph, didn't you follow me?"
"Oh? You don't accept it?"
"How about dissatisfaction? Want to fight?"
Just when the two groups were at war with each other, the old man's voice unexpectedly appeared again, "Are you looking for me, old man?"
The two groups of people were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect that the old man actually came out on his own.
"Haha, yes, I'm just looking for you."
"Old man, I thought you ran away, but I didn't expect you to dare to come out. I might as well take out the golden ticket and spare your life."
The old man waved his hand, "I'll take it out right now." Soon the golden ticket appeared in the old man's hand, and the breathing of both groups became rapid, "Bring it here quickly." It was obvious that these people had already discussed how to divide the spoils.
, in their eyes there is only this shining golden ticket.
The old man smiled at this time. I don't know what he did. The golden ticket turned into gold powder and disappeared in front of everyone. "Hey, it seems you can't get it." When he said this, the old man's face seemed to be