The Sword God of the Universe

"I really don't know much about architecture!"

After thinking for a moment, Jing Yan shook his head.

"Master Jing Yan, this... Can I get someone to fix Weapons shop later? I promise it will be brand new." Jing Mingyang stood there, his face blue and white, extremely nervous.

When he heard jing yan say that he didn't know anything about architecture, he immediately opened his mouth with a big smile on his face.

He did not forget that just now, because he had delayed the Brilliant weapons shop for a little time, Jing Yan wanted him to compensate the two thousand four hundred Lingshi ah! How much do we have to pay for the damage in Weapons shop?

Of course, he didn't care before he started. If Jing Yan asked him to pay, he would? He's not a fool.

But now, he really didn't dare not pay. Jing Yan, even jing yuqin was beaten into a pig's head by him. If he didn't appreciate it, he might have to lie in bed for a few months.

Jing Mingyang felt a chill at the thought.

"How can that be nice?"

"I can't, I can't waste your time!" Jing Yan smiled brightly, revealing his white teeth.

"Well, I'm not going to count it carefully either. It's just as good as the compensation that affected the business in Weapons shop. Let's count it as two thousand four hundred Lingshi." Jing Yan waved his hand.

Hearing Jing Yan's words, Jing Mingyang almost fainted.

A little damage to the walls in Weapons shop, and they're going to pay more than two thousand Lingshi? Damn, the whole store was sold out, and it was far from worth the price!

Jing Mingyang, crying without tears.

"Two thousand four for construction and two thousand four for business. This adds up... Well, five thousand Lingshi." Jing Yan said with a smile.

"Ah?" Jing Mingyang called out subconsciously.

What?

Two thousand four plus two thousand four, five thousand Lingshi?

How did you figure it out? Where did the 200 Lingshi come from?

"Master Jing Yan, this two thousand four hundred plus two thousand four hundred..." Jing ming mustered up his courage and wanted to correct it.

"Hmm?" Jing Yan's breath froze slightly. His smile, which had just been blown by the wind, disappeared without a trace and became gloomy.

Jing Mingyang, feeling a chill in his body, quickly shut his mouth.

"Five thousand Lingshi, take it out. I have to take part in the contest. I don't have much time to waste." Jing Yan narrowed his eyes and stared at Jing Mingyang.

"But... But I don't have so many Lingshi." Jing Mingyang looked constipated.

"How many?" Jing yan said.

"Only, just like a thousand Lingshi." Jing Mingyang recalled.

"Well, take it out first. I'll give you two days to get the rest of the Lingshi ready and then give it to uncle Chenxing. If you think you can ignore what I say, you can try it." Jing Yan's eyes moved.

Jing Mingyang, trembling slightly, took out all the Lingshi stocks on his body, and there were only about 1,200 of them.

"Jing Mingyang, in the future, I, uncle Chenxing, will do business in the city. If anyone influences me again, I will settle the score with you. You have it in mind." Jing Yan said in a faint voice.

"All right, you can get out of here. Well, put all these materials back in the shop, and then go." Jing Yan waved his hand again and said.

Jing Mingyang felt like another ten thousand mud horses were galloping through her heart, and she was so depressed. But now, he didn't dare to say a word of nonsense.

With the guards of Fang shi, they moved in all the materials they had brought out of the shop. Then, he ignored jing yuqin and disappeared into the alley.

Jing Yuqin, with a pig's head on his head.

She, too, tried to slip away quietly.

"Jing Yuqin, did I let you go?" Jing yan said with a smile.

Jing Yuqin's body seemed to be frozen.

"You... What else do you want?" Jing Yuqin turned his head, tears in his eyes.

After living for decades, she had never been humiliated and wronged like this before.

"Forget it. Look at you like this. I won't argue with you. Get lost. By the way, take that Jing Chuanling with you." Jing Yan looked at Jing Yuqin with disgust and said.

Jing Yuqin, hurry up and leave.

At this time, those martial artists who were watching gradually dispersed in shock.

The news that Jing Yuqin had been beaten into a pig's head by Jing Yan had already spread to West side square city and was spreading throughout East Lincheng.

"Jing Yan, you... Might be in trouble! Are you ready for Great Elder?"

Jing Chenxing said to jing yan anxiously.

"Uncle Chenxing, don't worry about this. It's not easy for Great Elder to deal with me. Take these Lingshi." Jing Yan said to Chen Xing kindly.

"No way!" Jing Chenxing shook his head.

"Uncle Chenxing, these Lingshi, plus the five thousand Lingshi that Jing Mingyang paid for later, you can rent a bigger weapons store. Uncle Chenxing's skills are great. As long as there is a good location, business will be good." Jing Yan smiled.

"That won't do either. How can I take your Lingshi! Jing Yan, stop talking about it. I won't take those Lingshi." Jing Chenxing refused firmly.

Jing yan frowned.

Thinking about it, he smiled again. "Uncle Chenxing, I don't think so. You're in charge of running a weapons store. Can these Lingshi be considered as a shareholder?"

"Oh?" Jing Chenxing's eyes flickered when he heard this.

Jing Chenxing was also an outstanding son of the Jing family. After losing a leg, he hardly entered House of the jing family. But to say that he was willing to sink, that was not the case. However, he didn't have a good chance.

If there were five thousand Lingshi...

Jing Chenxing, your mind is moving.

"Okay, that's fine too. Jing Yan, don't worry, I will definitely run the weapons store." Jing Chenxing said heavily.

"Well, I believe you have the ability, uncle Chenxing." Jing yan nodded. "Now, it's time for me to sign up for the family contest. Brother Qingyan, shall we go together?"

"Ah? Okay, okay!" Jing Qingyan was still a little confused. What he saw today was like a dream.

How did Jing Yan become so powerful?

In front of Jing Yan, the bodyguard of the ninth heaven of martial arts was as weak as a chicken.

...

Jing family, plaza!

This is a very large square.

At this time, a large number of Jing family members gathered in the square. A dark crowd formed.

The once-in-five family competition is about to begin. Especially for young Jing family children, the family ratio was clearly a very good opportunity to prove themselves.

And, you can also get a huge resource reward.

Even Jing family members who can't participate in the contest will come to watch the contest today, as long as there is nothing important.

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