Coming of the Villain Boss!

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The courtyard is small and broken.

The old woman led them into a room, but the room was quite spacious and comfortably furnished, but the light was dim, with a curtain in the middle and a shadow cast on the curtain.

The old woman lifted the curtain and went in. After a while, a not-so-good voice came out.

"What news to buy?"

Mingshu didn't shy away from the closure of the North, "The Five Treasures."

There was a long silence behind the curtain.

Mingshu waited patiently, but Feng Bei lowered his voice and asked her, "You lied to me?"

She said that she knew where the Wujuedian was, but now she came to buy news.

"What's the matter with cheating you, hit me?"

"you……"

"I do have the news of the Five Great Collections here, but there is more than you want, what price can you give?"

The sound behind the curtain sounded again.

"There are not many other gods and gods, and there is a lot of money. Someone will send something over later. You can order it."

"Are you a **** of the five priests?" The person behind the curtain suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

"I thought you knew all the people who came here to buy news."

"I only sell news. I am not interested in who will buy it."

"Then what do you ask."

"..."

The other party seemed to be choked, and then continued a moment later: "What news does the guy over there want to buy?"

How to kill the five masters of the gods!

Of course, Feng Bei is afraid to ask.

"The Five Treasures."

"One message only sells one person." The other party refused to politely refuse Feng Bei.

Feng Bei was silent for a while, "Where are the Five Peerless Religions?"

Mingshu looked at him sideways, Feng Bei raised his chin, and looked at Mingshu without fear.

"Thirty thousand two."

"No, you sold me the address of the five sacred gods for thirty thousand two!" Mingshu refused to accept. "Either way, two hundred thousand two!"

There was another silence in the curtain. I probably didn't meet such a curious opponent.

She was not angry at selling her home, but asked why she only sold thirty-two thousand.

After a while, the other party suffocated a sentence, "The addresses of the Five Pessims are worth so many."

"Why!"

"Trade secrets."

Feng Bei also looked at the snake snake disease with his sleeves on his side trying to prepare for the past. There were already a lot of thirty-two thousand, and it would not cost so much to buy a life.

"Mr. Master, what are you doing?" Feng Bei had to say something. He really started fighting for a while. Does he still have to pull it?

Sorry, people are not allowed.

Mingshu was calm and calm, and was recently biased by the group of pills.

Eat snacks and pressure.

There was a knock on the door outside, and the old woman came out from behind the curtain, and soon saw the cultists of the Five Sects come in fartly. One person holds a box in his hand, like a urn...

Don't blame Mingshu for thinking so much, it's too much.

"Master, everything is here."

"Give her." Mingshu Nunu chin, let them give the old woman.

The old woman put the boxes into the curtain one by one, and the people inside were silent for a while.

Long time old woman came out with a piece of paper, still the infiltrating dead fisheye, handed it to Mingshu and walked straight to Fengbei, "The address of the five priests requested by the son, thirty-two thousand tickets Or cash?"

Before Feng Bei had time to pay, he heard the church there screaming, "Selling the address of our five gods!!"

The old woman looked at her sideways, trying to shock the group of pills with her eyes. However, this group of teachers, even masters who are not afraid of Mingshu, will be afraid of the old woman?

The church is filled with indignation one by one.

"Sell our address, have we agreed?"

"It doesn't cost us money to sell our address!!! Such profiteers should fight to death!!"

"Thirty-two thousand, half of which we also have fifteen thousand!"

"Master, second discussion, kill this profiteer."

He taught the people one by one, and soon decided how to deal with profiteers.

The profiteer of the curtain is estimated to be choked by water and coughed violently.

I really met a ghost today!

Even if the leader is wonderful, the church is so wonderful, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked.

Mingshu's calm smile, it doesn't matter, I am used to this group of wonderful flowers.

Feng Beiman quickly gave the money to the black thread, and the old woman handed him a written note.

"see a visitor out."

Mingshu disregarded the congregation who clamored to kill the profiteers, and left quickly. As soon as she left, the arrogance of the congregation disappeared, and she reluctantly left with Mingshu.

Mingshu stood outside and unfolded the note.

The handwriting is scribbled, with only four words-Banyue Mountain Villa.

Nie Shuang lied to me?

It shouldn't be!

If Nie Shuang could deceive me, her acting skills would be too good.

Or is it false news that the profiteers sell?

"Is this guy a good word of mouth?" Ming Shu asked the cultists next to them, they were sad that they hadn't killed the profiteers.

"It's okay." The congregation was absent-minded. "His information is accurate in 90%, and when it's inaccurate, either the other party died or something happened."

Mingshu: "..." Is this okay?

Do you have any misunderstanding about OK?

"Mr. Master's church is really interesting." Feng Bei stood behind Mingshu, provoking Minghuang.

"It's really more interesting than the Lord of the Palace to be in front of me as the leader. It's more interesting to buy where I teach." Ming Shu concealed the note in his hand and prevented Feng Bei from aiming. She deliberately leaned over there, "Isn't the feudal lord trying to kill my Wujue God to kill the martial arts?"

Mingshu's breath came, he could see all the emotions in her eyes at a glance, but there was nothing to distinguish, only a soft smile.

warm.

Very comfortable.

Feng Bei took a step back and kept a distance from Mingshu. "If there is a chance, I would really like to do it."

If you have the chance to kill her, you will definitely not take soft hands!

Mingshu chuckled, his voice was crisp and sweet, and melodiously scattered in the air.

"Then wish the success of the feudal lord in advance."

Feng Bei couldn't figure out what she meant.

"Ji Mu, the leader of the Mu."

The two actors looked at each other at the same time, and looked away at the same time, each of them thoughtfully cracked the small abacus.

Mingshu was thinking about how to seal the Beibeng people with anger.

Feng Bei struggled to kill her or to attack her.

"You lied to me!" Feng Bei suddenly accused, "You said that you know where the Five Treasures are!"

Ming Shu cleverly smiled, "I don't know."

Feng Bei: "..." I was speechless.

He looked back at the courtyard. He didn't even know this place.

He only knows that the most powerful news in Jianghu is Wenxinfang.

"There is only unexpected news here, no news that cannot be bought."

The believers may see Feng Bei's doubts and spontaneously start to popularize the'future of the future husband' science.

"A lot of high-price news from Xinfang comes from here."

"Can't think of it!"

"But it's just a profiteer, and selling our address doesn't mean stolen goods!"

"What is stolen, it is called dividends, no culture."

"Oh, it's almost the same thing. Anyway, it didn't give us money."

"Yes, yes, the leader, I think we should kill it back!"

Feng Bei: "..." It was a miracle that this group of church members was not killed.

Mingshu: "..." When they were there, it was much more lively.