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Li Tong stood up, patted his clothes, and said lightly: "It's nothing, I just want to tell you that the Wang family owes me 200 billion, don't forget to pay it back."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving Wang Ai standing there in shock.

"Li Tong! You!" Wang Ai roared, but Li Tong had already disappeared at the door.

Wang Kun stood aside, trembling. He knew that he was in trouble again.

"Wang Kun!" Wang Ai turned around and glared at him, "How did you arrange it? Why did you let him play tricks on us again!"

Wang Kun lowered his head and said nothing. He knew that it was useless to explain and could only silently endure Wang Ai's anger.

Li Tong left the hotel in a very good mood. He had gained new abilities and successfully provoked Wang Ai, which made him feel very interesting. He hummed a little tune and walked on the streets of the capital, enjoying the tranquility of the night.

"It's time to go home," he said to himself, and took a taxi to the airport.

A few hours later, Li Tong returned to Tianjin. He stood at the door of his home, looking at the familiar house, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He pushed open the door, walked into the house, and found that everything was still the same, as if he had never left.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." He said softly, his eyes a little moist.

The parents heard the sound and came out of the room. Seeing Li Tong, they shouted in surprise: "Son, you are back!"

They hugged Li Tong tightly, as if they wanted to merge him into their bodies. Li Tong also hugged them tightly, feeling the long-lost warmth and family affection.

"Dad, Mom, I came back this time to tell you something." Li Tong said in a low voice, with a flash of determination in his eyes, "I have found a way to solve the Wang family's problem, and I will make them pay the price."

"Where is Lu Liang?" Ma Xianhong asked hurriedly when he saw Li Tong coming back alone.

"He has something to do and can't come back for the time being." Li Tong shook his head.

Upon hearing this, Ma Xianhong felt a little disappointed and turned back to his own laboratory.

Li Tong looked at Ma Xianhong's back, shrugged helplessly, and turned to look at Liu Yanyan and Goudan.

"How have you been lately?" Li Tong asked.

"Fortunately, when you're not here, we take on fewer tasks. After all, you have a unique eye for selecting tasks and only take on those with high returns." Liu Yanyan said with a smile.

Li Tong smiled when he heard this. Indeed, his criterion for selecting tasks was high returns, and this was also for the livelihood of Yiren Agency.

"By the way, I have learned a new skill and want to try it out." Li Tong said suddenly.

"What skills?" Liu Yanyan asked curiously.

"Shen Tu-Ma Liang." Li Tong replied.

"Shentuo? Ma Liang? What is that?" Liu Yanyan and Goudan were both confused.

"It's a skill that allows you to draw real objects." Li Tong explained simply.

“Drawing real objects? Wouldn’t that be almost the same as Ma Xianhong’s creation skills?” Liu Yanyan said in surprise.

"Well, almost, but my skill requires the use of brushes and paints," said Li Tong.

"Then try it quickly and see what you can draw." Liu Yanyan urged.

Li Tong nodded and began to look around for tools to draw.

"Yan Yan, go to the nearby mall and buy me a set of paintbrushes and paints." Li Tong said to Liu Yan Yan.

"Okay." Liu Yanyan agreed and went out with Goudan.

After a while, the two bought a complete set of painting tools.

Li Tong took the paintbrush and paint and began to paint seriously.

Liu Yanyan and Goudan stood aside, watching Li Tong painting with curiosity.

I saw the paintbrush in Li Tong's hand dancing quickly on the paper, and soon a painting was completed.

Li Tong put down his paintbrush and looked at his work, but was suddenly stunned.

"What's wrong?" Liu Yanyan asked curiously when she saw Li Tong stunned.

Li Tong didn't say anything, but handed the drawing paper to Liu Yanyan.

Liu Yanyan took the drawing paper and was stunned.

All I saw was a pitch-black mass on the drawing paper, and I couldn't tell what it was.

"What is this?" Liu Yanyan couldn't help but ask.

"Gou Shi." Goudan came over to take a look and said.

"Pfft!" Liu Yanyan couldn't help laughing, "Li Tong, what is this you drew? Why does it look like a pile of shit?"

Hearing this, Li Tong touched his nose in embarrassment and said, "Ahem, it's my first attempt, I didn't draw it well, I must pay attention next time."

Liu Yanyan and Goudan looked at Li Tong's embarrassed expression and couldn't help laughing even more happily.

**God Pen Horse?**
Li Tong picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and began to doodle on the rice paper.

He thought that with the magic paint - Ma Liang, he would be able to draw something even if he couldn't draw.

But reality slapped him hard in the face.

He painted for a long time, but nothing could be seen on the rice paper except a black blob of ink.

"This... this is fucking what's going on?"

Li Tong held the brush and looked at the rice paper in front of him with some embarrassment.

He had clearly consumed his Qi, so why was the thing he drew still a pitch-black mass?
Could it be that the effect of the Divine Paint-Ma Liang is not to let oneself draw something, but simply to consume Qi?

Just when Li Tong was daydreaming, Goudan suddenly jumped into his arms and pressed on the rice paper with his paw.

"Meow~"

Goudan raised his head proudly and called out to Li Tong.

Li Tong looked down and saw a black claw mark under Goudan's claws.

"Fuck, you damn cat, who told you to press it randomly?"

Li Tong glared at Goudan and said unhappily.

Goudan didn't care at all. Instead, he scratched the rice paper with his claws and had a lot of fun.

"Dead cat, if you dare to move again, I will stew you and eat you."

Li Tong grabbed Goudan by the scruff of the neck and lifted him up.

Goudan was lifted up in the air by Li Tong, kicking his four legs in the air and making a "meow" sound, as if begging for mercy from Li Tong.

Li Tong put Goudan aside, picked up the brush again, and started painting on the rice paper.

This time, he painted more seriously and carefully.

But the result is still a dark ink stain.

"Shit, what the hell is going on?"

Li Tong put down his brush somewhat depressedly and looked at the rice paper in front of him with a frown.

At this moment, Liu Yanyan, who was standing by, suddenly exclaimed, "Li Tong, look, that blob of ink... seems to be moving!"

Li Tong was stunned when he heard this and quickly looked up.

I saw that the black ink stain on the rice paper was actually wriggling, as if it had life.

"What...what's going on?"

Li Tong widened his eyes and looked at the rice paper in front of him in disbelief.

Could it be that I really drew something?
Thinking of this, Li Tong quickly input a stream of Qi into the rice paper.

As Qi was input, the ball of black ink squirmed more and more violently, as if it was trying to break free from the rice paper.

"Meow!"

At this moment, Goudan, who was standing beside him, suddenly let out a cry of fear and jumped into Li Tong's arms.

Li Tong looked down and saw that the ink stain on the rice paper had stood up and turned into a rooster.

However, this rooster looks a bit ugly, with all its feathers pitch black, which makes it look a bit scary.

"This...what the hell is this thing?"

Li Tong sat at a worn wooden table, holding a brush in his hand and a yellowed piece of rice paper in front of him. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and silently said in his heart: "Rooster."

The brush flew across the paper, and soon, a lifelike rooster appeared on the paper. Li Tong opened his eyes and blew gently, and the rooster actually jumped up from the paper, flapping its wings and walking around the room.

"Wow! Brother Tong, you are so awesome!" Goudan on the side was stunned.

Li Tong smiled and stretched out his hand, and the rooster obediently walked to his hand. He gently stroked the rooster's feathers, feeling very proud. The power of Shen Tu was truly miraculous.

However, Li Tong soon discovered that this ability was not without cost. Every time he used it, he would feel weak, as if something was being drained from his body.

"Brother Tong, what's wrong with you?" Goudan saw that Li Tong was unwell.

"It's okay, just a little tired." Li Tong shook his head, but he knew in his heart that this was because he consumed his Qi. Moreover, the worse he painted, the more Qi he consumed. It seems that if he wants to use this ability better, he needs to improve his painting skills.

Li often fantasizes that if he could be like the immortals in the legend, he could create heavenly soldiers and generals with a single stroke of a brush. How awesome it would be! But the reality is cruel. With his current level, he can hardly even draw a rooster.

"Brother Tong, what are you thinking about?" Goudan interrupted Li Tong's thoughts.

"I was thinking, if I could use this ability to draw gold, then we would be rich!" A gleam of light flashed in Li Tong's eyes.

Li Tong started to try to draw gold bricks. However, he soon found that it was much more difficult than he had imagined. He drew and drew again, revised and revised again, and finally drew a gold brick that was barely decent. However, the Qi consumed in the process almost made him faint.

"Brother Tong, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?" Goudan asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired." Li Tong forced a smile. He knew in his heart that although the gold brick looked good, it was too slow and consumed too much energy, so it was not suitable for long-term operation.

One day, Li Tong was sitting in front of his computer when an idea suddenly occurred to him: Since I can’t make machines, how about making people? Yes, I’d make death warriors! They can help me do things and even create more value.

The more Li Tong thought about it, the more excited he became. He quickly turned on his computer and posted a message on the forum: "If you had 3000 death warriors, what would you do?" As soon as the message was sent, netizens immediately responded.

"Of course let them move bricks. They can earn a lot of money in a day!" joked a netizen.

Li Tong smiled and replied: "The efficiency of moving bricks is too low. Is there a more efficient way to use it?"

Soon, another netizen responded: "You can let them take out a loan and then invest! This way you can make money quickly!"

Li Tong frowned, thinking that this method was a bit risky and unethical. He continued to browse the comments, hoping to find more appropriate suggestions.

At this time, a comment from a netizen caught his attention: "You can ask them to go back to ancient times! In ancient times, 3000 warriors could dominate a region!"

Li Tong's eyes lit up, and he thought this was a good suggestion. He began to imagine that if there really were 3000 death warriors in ancient times, wouldn't he be able to call the wind and rain and be omnipotent?

However, he soon calmed down. Modern times are different from ancient times. Even if there are death warriors, they may not play a big role in modern society. Moreover, can he really control these death warriors? What if they retaliate?
Thinking of this, Li Tong couldn't help but have a headache. He began to doubt whether he really had the ability to control so many assassins, and began to worry whether his idea was too unrealistic.

Just then, a netizen's comment gave him hope: "You can ask them to learn! Master some modern skills, so that they can serve you better."

Li Tong turned on his computer and started searching for drawing tutorials. He watched a few videos and thought they were pretty simple, so he picked up a pen and started practicing. After drawing for a while, he felt a little tired, so he put down the pen and took a break. He thought to himself that drawing was something that depended on talent, so he just had to practice casually.

Just then, Goudan ran over and looked at him curiously: "Li Tong, what are you doing?"

"I'm painting." Li Tong answered without raising his head.

"Painting? Can you draw too?" Goudan asked in surprise.

"Of course, I'm a genius." Li Tong smiled proudly.

Goudan looked at him with admiration: "Then can you teach me?"

"Teach you? Sure, but you have to buy me a pack of cigarettes first." Li Tong teased him deliberately.

Goudan thought about it, then nodded: "Okay, I'll go buy it now."

While the two were chatting and laughing, Li Tong suddenly remembered the matter of Yiren Agency, so he decided to take Goudan back to the Northeast branch to take a look.

When Li Tong arrived at the Northeast Branch, he found that Lü Ci was looking for Lü Liang everywhere. He frowned, wondering why Lü Ci was here again. He walked over and asked Gao Lian, "Why is Lü Ci here again? Didn't he leave?"

Gao Lian sighed, "I don't know either. As soon as he arrived, he asked where Lü Liang was. I said I didn't know, but he didn't believe me."

Li Tong sneered: "This Lu Ci is really endless."

At this moment, Lu Ci came over and was stunned when he saw Li Tong: "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?" Li Tong asked back.

Lü Ci did not answer him, but continued to ask Gao Lian: "Where is Lü Liang? If you dare to hide him, I will not forgive you!"

Gao Lian shook his head helplessly: "Lü Ci, I really don't know where Lü Liang is. If you continue to make trouble like this, I will call the police."

Lu Ci glared at him, then turned and left. Li Tong looked at his back and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After returning to the basement, Li Tong found that it had become very lively. Lü Liang was treating Er Zhuang's wound, while Wang Ye, Ruan Feng and Gao Da Zhuang were playing Landlord. Li Tong frowned, walked over and said, "What are you doing? Don't you know that we need to be quiet here?" (End of this chapter)