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The Playboy Is Pure - Chapter 332 The Old Beggar

"Five... 5000 million?!"

Swallowing hard, Feng Quansheng's face turned green and black.He had already scolded all eight generations of Shen Mo's ancestors in his heart.

Damn, even if it's robbery, it's not so cruel, is it? 5000 million, this is not a small amount, I will treat you to a meal that costs hundreds of thousands, and it hurts, if I give you another 5000 million... I might as well be unlucky and die.

"Young Master Shen, are you kidding me? 5000 million? Even if I sell my old bones, I can't sell 5000 million." Feng Quansheng had a bitter look on his face. He had to say that for the sake of profit, he could give up any dignity.

Someone once said that the least dignified people in the world are politicians and businessmen. In the hearts of these two people, one is power and the other is profit, and they are all "useless" things that can make them give up their dignity.

For Feng Quansheng, asking Shen Mo to help him solve his troubles is a benefit. If he begged Shen Mo to soften his heart and ask for less money, he would think it was worth it.

Face, how much is face worth?In this world, big money can only be earned by being shameless.

Shen Mo put down his wine glass, looked at Feng Quansheng seriously, and then smacked his lips: "Well, it seems that you are very self-aware, your old bone is really worthless, even if it is sold for 250 yuan, no one may be willing to take it. "

Feng Quansheng's face turned even darker.

Shen Mo ignored him, curled his lips, and continued: "If Director Feng thinks that my asking price is too high, he can hire someone else. I, Shen Mo, have always done business without deception. Don't blame me for not telling you. You have had a bad year! Not only that, if you have no way to get rid of bad luck, you will become more and more unlucky, and in the end, you will encounter fate! Do you know fate? It is the trouble that will kill you!"

"Waiter, pack!" Seeing that Feng Quansheng was still hesitating, Shen Mo beckoned to the waiter again, got up and was about to leave.

Taking advantage of the time when the waiter was packing, Shen Mo turned his head, sneered and said to Feng Quansheng: "Tomorrow at noon, you will encounter big trouble, don't think that you will be fine if you hide at home and don't go out, maybe there will be an earthquake. "

With the things in hand, Shen Mo planned to go home.

Feng Quansheng sat at the table, watching Shen Mo about to leave, hesitating in his heart.

Ordinarily, few people would believe in these things of fate, but this is only for ordinary people, and for those who have done too many bad things, they are the easiest to be fooled.

Thinking that if he misses this opportunity, if there is another big trouble tomorrow, even if he does not die, his body will not be able to withstand it. Feng Quansheng was restless. Seeing that Shen Mo was about to go out, he suddenly gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Young Master Shen, please come back , your condition, I promise you!"

Shen Mo turned around and stood at the door with the corners of his mouth raised: "Is this true?"

"I'll have the secretary deliver the check later." Feng Quansheng affirmed.

Shen Mo nodded. He deliberately walked slowly just now, just waiting for Feng Quansheng to stay. He knows the thoughts of people like Feng Quansheng too well. The richer and more powerful the person, the more afraid of death, and the most unbearable to be bluffed. alley.

Walking back with an indifferent smile, Shen Mo sat opposite Feng Quansheng: "Since you have agreed to both of my conditions, then I will help you."

"Two conditions?" Feng Quansheng was about to thank him, but he understood Shen Mo's words quite well, and immediately raised his head: "Young Master Shen, you just said one condition, why did it become two conditions again?"

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows: "Why, do I still have to say the second condition?"

Feng Quansheng was startled, and then he understood what Shen Mo's second condition was.

With a look of bitterness on his face, Feng Quansheng looked embarrassed, as if this second condition was more difficult to agree to than the first.

Seeing his expression, Shen Mo didn't understand. Asking him to return that song to Ling Ge was harder than giving him 5000 million?

"Why, you don't agree?"

Feng Quansheng nodded hesitantly: "It's not that I don't agree, this...it's a bit difficult, why don't I add another 500 million, and Young Master Shen can help me persuade Lingge."

Shen Mo stretched out his finger and tapped it lightly on the table. Feng Quansheng's sentence was a little difficult, which made him feel something was wrong.

Could it be that someone is instigating behind this matter?

"You give me 1000 million less, I want that person's name." Shen Mo thought for a while, then suddenly said.

Feng Quansheng's heart skipped a beat. Why is this kid so smart?

Stealing Ling Ge's song and hiding her in the snow was indeed ordered by someone to do it, otherwise how could Feng Quansheng give up such a cash cow?

The other party promised him something that he could not refuse. Feng Quansheng was not short of money, but in Huaxia, money was often not the most important thing.

Just thinking that if he doesn't agree to Shen Mo, his bad luck will not be eliminated, Feng Quansheng is in a dilemma.

"I know that person must have given you enough benefits, Director Feng, some things are just icing on the cake, and some things are useless if you lose them. If you don't get rid of your bad luck quickly, what will happen to you? Well, I don’t think I need to say more.”

Shen Mo's meaning couldn't be more obvious, no matter how good someone gives you, you have your life to take it, but you also have your life to enjoy it.

Feng Quansheng panicked for a while, the more Shen Mo said that, the more he believed Shen Mo's words, yes, even if he got the benefits from that person, if the bad luck continued, wouldn't he just pick up sesame seeds and throw watermelons?

"This……"

"It seems that you still don't believe me. How about it? What I just said can be verified before two o'clock tomorrow afternoon. If you are not dead at that time and change your mind, just call me." Shen Mo waved his hand , picked up the packed things, and prepared to leave.

He was not in a hurry for this day, just now he passed another spell to Feng Quansheng while drinking, and he would definitely have bad luck tomorrow.

Shen Mo didn't worry that his curse power would be broken by others. If someone could break his spell power, he would have to ask him to help him to lift the curse first even if he was selling everything.

"Bai Polu."

Seeing that Shen Mo was really going to leave this time, Feng Quansheng felt anxious and blurted out a name.

Shen Mo stopped again.

The smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared. When he heard the name, he felt puzzled: "Bai Polu? A member of the Bai family?"

"Young Master Shen, I've told you the name. Don't ask me anything else. I really can't say more. Otherwise, even if you help me get rid of bad luck, my life will be lost." Feng Quansheng pleaded carelessly. Dao, this guy can pretend to be pitiful.

Shen Mo didn't make it difficult for him. With this name, he will check the rest by himself.

It's really interesting that the people of the Bai family want to fight among themselves.

Sitting on the table again, Shen Mo told Feng Quansheng to prepare paper and pens, and then pretended to cut his pulse, but withdrew the magic power.

When the Luck Art is practiced to a certain level, not only good luck can be absorbed, but also bad luck can be absorbed. This is something that Shen Mo only realized recently, and it was not mentioned in that book.

After learning all the things that are useful to him in that book, Shen Mo studied them calmly, combined with what his master Ge Tianshi taught him, he found that the methods passed down by Mrs. Jiang were only the lowest level. If you study them calmly, you will find these things. The method will also extend to more uses.

Shen Mo has just found the trick now, and after a few days of research, he has gradually gained some understanding.

Withdrawing the curse power on Feng Quansheng's body, Shen Mo trembled all over. If he distributed the spell power to others, he would encounter the same bad luck, and after taking it back, the spell power in his body would increase again. In this way, he It's like breaking the book in half.

But as long as he can help Ling Ge, that's enough, not to mention that Shen Mo mastered the technique of Luck, and if he sees anyone who is not pleasing to the eye on the street and absorbs some good luck from him, he will be safe and sound.

"Deer antler, fur seal kidney, cordyceps sinensis, cistanche, eucommia, dodder, shayuanzi, achyranthes bidentata, Gorgon fruit, raspberry, curculigo, four qian for [-], [-] qian for [-], and [-] qian for the rest , simmer for four hours, take it after cooling down, take it for eighteen days, and your bad luck will be cured." Shen Mo wrote down a prescription on a piece of paper with a few strokes, and Shen Mo instructed.

If he only received that spell power, he would be fine. Feng Quansheng would definitely think that Shen Mo was pretending to be a ghost. Anyway, this old man has a terrible kidney deficiency, so Shen Mo would prescribe some medicines for nourishing the kidney. After cramming a few books, he doesn't even have a superficial knowledge of Chinese medicine, but these tonics are absolutely unbearable.

As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, Feng Quansheng took the prescription with both hands, read it twice solemnly, and then carefully folded it up and put it next to him: "Thank you, Young Master Shen, for your great kindness, Young Master Shen, I will never forget it."

Shen Mo waved his hand to signal him not to talk nonsense, stood up and patted his clothes: "I will go to someone to get 4000 million tomorrow, you'd better not tell Bai Polu what happened today."

Feng Quansheng quickly agreed, although he didn't know Shen Mo's identity, but after seeing his methods, how could Feng Quansheng dare to provoke him?

Respectfully sent off by Feng Quansheng, Shen Mo left the hotel, took the elevator directly to the underground parking lot, found his own parking space, and planned to drive away.

However, when he walked not far from the parking space, he saw a middle-aged man in a gray robe sitting there motionless next to his car.

Frowning slightly, Shen Mo curled his lips, seeing that he was dressed in tatters, he was probably a beggar.Shen Mo doesn’t have a good impression of beggars. Beggars are not ordinary bullshits. The beggars in Jin Yong’s novels are all gangsters, but now beggars are professional. Anyone who is qualified to eat beggars well, The income is definitely higher than that of ordinary senior white-collar workers.

Going straight to the car, Shen Mo opened the door and got into the car.

"If you do many injustices, you will die. My little friend, you are surrounded by bad luck and you still want to do evil. The old Taoist advises you, just turn back when you go astray." Suddenly, the middle-aged man sitting on the ground opened his eyes and said.