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Chapter 4300 How can there be pure friendship(1/2)

Looking at the invitation in the hand of Old Demon Zhao, Xiao Chen and Fatty Chen were both stunned.

"Old Zhao, how could they come to you?"

Xiao Chen was very surprised.

"I've been bored in the past few days when you go to the Secret Realm. I've also met some friends in Longcheng..."

Zhao Laomo explained.

"One of the friends came to me and asked me to help you hand you an invitation. I usually have a good time playing, so I can't refuse."

"No, you just said, I'm half the benefit?"

Xiao Chen stared at Old Demon Zhao.

"Well, I usually have a good time playing, and with the benefits, I really can't refuse."

Old Demon Zhao coughed dryly and said.

"Third brother, I thought about it. Anyway, you just go with someone to have a meal. We can get a lot of benefits. No matter how you do it, right?"

"No, what do you think of me?"

Xiao Chen became even more angry.

"No, not what you thought."

Old Demon Zhao said hurriedly.

"When you go, they will definitely be delicious and delicious. Then you will be the master."

"Old Zhao, you sold this kid for some benefit."

Fatty Chen urged the fire.

"What do you think of Xiao Chen as? A tool that can be exchanged for benefits?"

"Fuck you, you just treat your third brother as a tool."

Old Demon Zhao glared at him, he was not afraid of Fatty Chen.

"I just said I would send the invitation, but I didn't agree to them, saying that my third brother would definitely go."

"What did you say?"

Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief and asked.

"I said you will go for 70% or 80%.

Zhao Laomo replied.

"Third brother, I'll leave room for you."

“…”

Xiao Chen was speechless, 70% or 80% or 20% or 30% or 30% left?

"I'm so fucking thank you, and I'll leave room for me."

"Third brother, if you don't want to go, of course you can stop going, I'll just refuse."

Old Demon Zhao said hurriedly.

"Anyway, I said that no matter whether you go or not, the benefits will not be refunded."

“…”

Xiao Chen was amused and crying.

"No, how much benefit did you get?"

"There are quite a lot of pills to enhance the cultivation of ancient martial arts, healing saints, and top combat skills..."

When Zhao Laomo said this, he paused.

"In addition to these, I also gave money. How much do you think there is?"

"I don't know, how much?"

Xiao Chen was also a little surprised. He actually gave him the healing saint and top combat skills?

He is very generous!

He was very good at making a top-notch combat skill at first, and he really couldn't guess how much money he gave.

Top combat skills are hard to find in the ancient martial arts world.

"Hey, this number."

Old Demon Zhao raised a finger.

"Ten million?"

The person who spoke was Fatty Chen, who had all used his top combat skills, definitely not one hundred thousand million.

As for ten thousand... it is even more impossible. Who can take advantage of it!

"Who do you look down on me? I, Lao Zhao, can I do it with ten million?"

Old Demon Zhao curled his lips.

"It's okay to look down on me, I can't look down on my third brother."

"Not 100 million, right?"

Fatty Chen said in surprise.

"Yes, it's only 100 million."

Old Mo Zhao nodded and showed a proud smile.

"Is it China Coin? Didn't you fool you with ghost coins?"

Fat Chen was a little sour. Looking at the three invitations on the table, he suffered too much loss!

"Get out of here, you're spending money on the underworld."

Old Demon Zhao was not angry.

"I'll give you so much, just ask you to help me send me an invitation and invite me to the banquet?"

Xiao Chen looked at the invitation in his hand and felt that he had found the wealth code.

One person has 100 million, and that ten people are 10 billion, and a hundred people are 10 billion... Of course, it is impossible for a hundred people to come to invite him, because there are not so many innate elders.

But even if you make hundreds of millions, it's not bad!

Anyway, it’s useless to make money!

In addition to money, there are also healing saints, top combat skills, etc., which are also of great value.

"Yes, third brother, don't you feel wronged when you spend time with someone now? Think about the little girl in Longhai's top club, how much does it cost to spend time with you for dinner, drink, or something?"

Old Demon Zhao laughed.

"You're 100 million at a time."

"Damn, can it be that comparison?"

Xiao Chen was speechless.

"Also, isn't it the same concept? This million is not for me, but for you."

"That's it, that's it. As long as you offer the price, let alone 100 million, it's 100 million, or 800 million. They will also snatch the price and come to have a meal with you."

Zhao Laomo said.

"Didn't the old man named Ba auction his lunch? It seems like a meal costs tens of millions? You are much better than him, and the price is at least dozens of times higher than him."

“…”

Xiao Chen was really a little moved. Although he is not short of money now,... who thinks that the money is too much?

But after thinking about it, he still suppressed this idea and could not make money by doing this.

For nothing else, Master Xiao’s style is placed there. Once he collects money, his style will be reduced!

Only those celebrity actors and other actors can judge their value based on money... But real big shots have never judged value based on money.

Once measured by money, it means losing your value!

"I think it's better to forget it. At this time, there are some people who are not suitable for you to eat."

Fatty Chen looked at Xiao Chen and reminded him.

"This is not a simple meal, it represents a signal."

"I see."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Don't worry, I know it."

"That's fine."

Fatty Chen said, then looked at Old Demon Zhao again.

"Isn't it because I said you, the old devil, aren't you afraid of helping Xiao Chen make an appointment with someone you shouldn't have made?"

"I said everything, I shouldn't make an appointment, so I'm fine if I don't go to the appointment, so I'm leaving room for it."

Old Demon Zhao said casually.

"If my third brother doesn't go, who dares to do what?"

"Can this go?"

Xiao Chen looked at the invitation and handed it to Fatty Chen.
To be continued...
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