From the beginning of the game of power, I became the protagonist

Chen Hui may not have the protagonist's magical power of "mouth persuasion" that can make his words come true.

However, if one could obtain the powerful emotions of the Five-Colored Messenger that condensed the bad nature of all mankind for tens of millions of years, perhaps at the critical moment, miraculous effects could be achieved.

As for the strength of the Five-Colored Messenger, Chen Hui really didn't take it seriously.

After all, for Chen Hui today.

Below the god level, it can basically be ignored.

Seeing that Chen Jing had a bitter look on his face after hearing this, he dared not say anything, but just silently looked through the information of the three five-color messengers, as if he was very regretful for volunteering before.

While Chen Hui was smiling slightly, he suddenly felt something in his heart. He looked carefully at Chen Jing's graceful figure in the bright red cheongsam. She looked really mouth-watering.

What does a secretary with a physique close to that of a second-generation zombie feel like?

Chen Hui said he wanted to give it a try.

Thinking of this, Chen Hui walked a few steps to Chen Jing's side, pulled her up from her seat, and made her stand up with her hands on the large desk.

then.

I can only say that I chose the right secretary.

Such ability is definitely rare.

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The fierce battle lasted for more than an hour. After the storm subsided, Chen Jing left the pawnshop with the three pieces of information and went to contact Hei Yu, who was relatively easy to find among the three women.

Chen Hui expressed his desire to know whether Hei Yu's predictive ability, which could even see through zombies at a glance, could also help him see through the fate of Chen Jing, a visitor from another world.

If this is possible, it means that the ability of the Five-Color Messenger can also be effective in other worlds, so we can try to recruit him.

If not, then it will be of no value to Chen Hui.

After all, Chen Hui already knew the fate of the main characters in this world through TV dramas, so why does he need you, Hei Yu?

Keeping a person who only hates the world around him, Chen Hui was also worried that he might be stabbed at any time.

The risk is a bit high and needs to be reconsidered.

But then again, it's different after a strengthened physique. If Ah Jing had been hit like this before, he would have collapsed on the bed and been unable to get out.

How can I be like now, where I can immediately run out and cause trouble with full energy?

How about letting Chen Jing and Hou Yingying come together next time?

What would it feel like...

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Just when Chen Hui was getting addicted to the taste and his mind was full of random thoughts, a wave of mental power suddenly entered his mind.

[Is this... the spiritual mark attached to the pawnshop business card I gave away earlier?]

Who is contacting me?

Chen Hui was slightly startled, then he carefully sensed it and smiled with understanding. "Ms. Ma Dingdang, you have finally contacted our pawnshop again. Welcome to Pawnshop No. 8 to trade again. I will definitely serve you wholeheartedly and attentively."

"I wonder what kind of surprise you can bring to the pawn shop this time."

"I really am. Let's wait and see."

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Half an hour later, accompanied by a pleasant doorbell ring, the pawnshop's door was pushed open from the outside.

"welcome."

Chen Hui smiled slightly when he saw this, and then he saw three people coming in one after another, including a royal sister, a young girl, and an old man who was obviously over sixty years old.

Ma Dingdang, Ma Xiaoling, and Madonna’s loyal lickspittle—He Yingqiu.

Seeing these three people coming together, Chen Hui immediately understood what they needed.

Without a doubt, it is Madonna.

As expected, without beating around the bush, Ma Dingdang sat directly across from Chen Hui as soon as he entered the newly built pawnshop, nodded, and said, "Long time no see, Boss Tan."

"It's been a long time, Miss Ma." Chen Hui shook his head and said, "The last time we met was in England, and this time we're in Hong Kong Island."

"It's really gratifying to see that you are still as charming as ever, Miss Ma."

"..."

Ma Dingdang felt embarrassed when he heard this, knowing that Chen Hui was hinting that it was because of him that Jiang Chen came and destroyed the British castle.

Although he felt a little sorry, he had other important matters to attend to today, so Ma Dingdang quickly composed himself and did not bring up the previous matter again.

Then, after taking a deep breath, Ma Dingdang said straight to the point: "Boss, I came here this time to ask you to help me save someone and continue her life."

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Chen Hui fell silent for a moment after hearing this. He turned around and looked at Ma Xiaoling and He Yingqiu, who had nervous and hesitant expressions on their faces. He especially stayed on Ma Xiaoling for a while longer.

Damn, it’s actually the long skirt version of Ma Xiaoling, with her legs not even showing for years. Bad review!

After secretly complaining in his heart for a while, Chen Hui smiled at Ma Dingdang and said, "Miss Ma, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Extending the lifespan of a mortal being is going against the will of heaven. Do you want to become like Jiang Chen?"

"It doesn't matter what I think. The key is that you, Boss, once said that Pawn Shop No. 8 will respond to any request."

Since Ma Dingdang had dared to come here, he had naturally prepared himself mentally. Therefore, he was completely dismissive of the idea of ​​'going against the will of heaven'. Upon hearing this, he simply smiled and said, "Now you're not going to tell me that Pawnshop No. 8 can't do this, are you?"

"of course not."

Seeing that Ma Dingdang actually resorted to provocation, Chen Hui immediately replied with a bit of amusement: "It is indeed possible, but it goes against the will of heaven and the price is huge."

"Miss Ma, are you ready?"

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Chapter 214: Saving Madonna: Another Deal (Please Customize)

"Of course, I'll use myself as the reward."

Ma Dingdang had almost no hesitation when he heard this, and immediately replied firmly: "As long as it can save my aunt Ma Dannu's life, I can let Pawnshop No. 8 do whatever it wants."

"..."

Chen Hui was silent for a while after hearing this. He looked at Ma Xiaoling and He Yingqiu, whose faces were obviously filled with pain, and did not speak for a long time.

He was weighing whether he could reach a second deal with Jiang Chen if he really captured Ma Dingdang directly.

It would still completely infuriate the generals and ministers, and they would come and fight with him to the death.

Chen Hui must grasp this degree well.

After all, his goal was to successfully remove Pangu's bow and arrow, not some horse Dingdang.

Therefore, after thinking for a moment, Chen Hui, who still felt that the risk was too high, finally shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Ma Dingdang, although you are known as the most talented heir of the Ma family in forty generations, you are ultimately just an ordinary person."

"You are not a transcendent being like Bai Suzhen, who has practiced for thousands of years and is only one step away from becoming an immortal. Your value is not enough to pay this reward."

"Then add us!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ma Xiaoling and He Yingqiu stood up together and said with equal determination, "Add our lives, three of us for one of Madonna. That should be enough, right?"

[Wow, everyone is so determined.]

After looking at the three people for a moment, Chen Hui could only regret that he did not get a system that could make him stronger by collecting girls, otherwise he would have made a lot of money.

A young man with long legs and a long-legged queen, both of them are at the level of heroines. He would definitely nod and agree without saying anything.

It’s a pity that Ma Xiaoling and others are still okay, but a mere reincarnated witch is nothing.

However, if Chen Hui dared to set his sights on Ma Dingdang while Jiang Chen was still alive, he would have to fight to the death with this True Ancestor.

Thinking about the young man Pete who was sealed in the mirror, we can only say that the jealousy of the True Ancestor is also very strong.

Forget it. For Chen Hui, having a girl will neither make him stronger nor increase his luck. It is purely useless.

Just go with the flow.

With this thought in mind, Chen Hui could only suppress the evil thoughts surging in his heart and slowly shook his head, "You guys definitely didn't get Madonna's consent to do this, right?"

"Have you ever thought about how painful and guilty she would feel if she knew about this?"

"As long as my aunt gets better, I'm willing to pay any price."

Ma Xiaoling is only seventeen or eighteen years old now, and is at the age when water will come out with a light pinch.

But at this moment, her young face was filled with a determination that didn't match her age. She said without hesitation, "Boss, just tell me if it's okay or not. Don't ask anything else."

All three of them had determined and serious expressions on their faces, and even the air became solemn.

After a moment of silence, seeing that the situation was almost heated, Chen Hui slowly let out a long sigh and said, "Forget it, for the sake of the deep friendship between the three of you, I'll take a small loss this time."

"I don't want the lives of the three of you. Just give me a copy of the secret Taoist techniques of your Mao and Ma families as a reward."

"how?"

"This is true!"

Ma Dingdang stood up from his seat at once, staring at Chen Hui's face with burning eyes, not daring to look away.

"Pawnshop No. 8, we keep our word." Chen Hui waved his hand and said, "Now that we've said it, we must take it seriously."

"Thank you!"

Ma Dingdang heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this. He exchanged a delighted glance with the other two and nodded gratefully at Chen Hui, saying, "Thank you, boss, for your generosity. Ma Dingdang will never forget it."

"Just think of it as repaying Miss Ma Dingdang a favor."

Chen Hui smiled carefreely and said, "If Miss Ma hadn't pawned her 'love', Jiang Chen wouldn't have come to the pawnshop and exchanged Miss Ma's 'love' for a bottle of True Ancestor's blood."

"Speaking of which, I made a lot of money on that deal, and I have to thank Miss Ma for making it happen."

"I haven't apologized to you, boss, about this matter yet."

Ma Dingdang smiled wryly and said, "I didn't expect Jiang Chen to be so reckless as to destroy the boss's castle. I'm really sorry."

"He's a man of passion, so I understand."

Chen Hui shook his head nonchalantly and said, "Compared to a long-decayed castle, the blood of the True Ancestor is truly a priceless treasure. I have a lot to thank Miss Ma for."

As he spoke, Chen Hui took out a piece of 'contract paper' and began writing. He then handed it to Ma Dingdang and He Yingqiu, saying, "Please take a look at the contents of the contract. If there are no problems, please sign your names."

"Hmm? Is it just Auntie and Uncle Qiu?"

Ma Xiaoling was slightly stunned when she saw this, and asked in confusion: "What about me? Why don't I have to sign?"

"Excuse me, Miss Ma, do you know the Mao family's secret techniques?"

Seeing Ma Xiaoling shook her head after hearing this, Chen Hui smiled and asked again, "Have you mastered all the secret exorcism techniques of your Ma family?"

Ma Xiaoling lowered her head in embarrassment when she heard that. She was still in high school and only knew a little about the Ma family's secret exorcism techniques. She had not yet touched the core part.

In fact, because Madonna was now terminally ill and knew she would soon die, she began to let Ma Xiaoling get in touch with the Ma family's most core exorcism secret technique - the Dragon Spell.

However, the Ma family's secret exorcism technique has been passed down for thousands of years. After being improved and optimized by dozens of generations, it can be said to be extremely profound and cannot be learned overnight.

With the current Ma Xiaoling, she is still a long way from achieving that goal.

"That's why your signature is not required."

Chen Hui smiled slightly when he said this, and looked at Ma Dingdang and He Yingqiu. After reading the contents of the contract, they both signed their names.

After sensing that the contract had been established, Chen Hui took the paper and put it away. He stood up from his seat and said, "Since the contract has been officially concluded, I will go with you to rescue Miss Madonna."

"Please, everyone."

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