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Chapter 109 Uncle Qian

Zhou and Li were choked and their faces were flushed. They were stunned for a while. They looked at each other and were about to leave.

Can't stand it, can't hide?

"It's really a thing that is useless. As long as you and the two of you dare to walk out of this door, Xie will definitely be the report hall. You villains like you who are untrustworthy are forbidden from participating in all trials in the future."

The man in green clothes raised his sword-eyed eyebrows, and his face seemed to be flowing out.

Zhou and Li's faces turned green and turned into cucumbers. If they were not allowed to come to the house, the huge losses ahead would be in vain. When they returned to the family, they would be severely punished.

But writing surnames upside down is a big joke when they are spread, and the whole family is shamed; eating a check-in table is even more impossible to complete.

Just when Zhou and Li were about to cry without tears, Xu, the initiator, spoke, "As long as you fulfill your bet, change your surnames before and eat the inspection table, I will think you are farts. I don't know if the manager sees that he is young and ignorant, and he will spare them."

"Well, a gentleman is tolerant, and it's rare. Forget it, since you don't pursue the person involved, why did Xie be a villain in vain?"

The man in green clothes posed with an elder style who was as good as a stream of good deeds.

But the onlookers all over the audience didn't know what kind of temperament this guy had. They were all stern about No. 97's mental skills. With a gentle and clever sentence, they called the opponent a dilemma. The greedy and fierce manager Xie became a vicious dog, which was really great.

When Zhou and Li heard that Manager Xie let go, they were almost crying with joy. Without saying a word, they each took out a gold ticket worth a thousand gold and handed it to Xu Yi, and went to the ground.

Xu Yi took out one and handed it to Manager Xie, "Thank you, Manager for being fair, this is your discretionary fee."

Manager Xie stared at the golden ticket, and his eyes were almost completely solid. He reluctantly raised his hand and waved it, "I can't take it, what kind of discretionary fees are required, and it is our duty to uphold justice."

The audience around was almost disgusted. Manager Xie was a famous old man from the Alchemy Hall, and he was actually embarrassed to say these righteous words.

Xu Yi laughed, "I'm going to be the one who is down on Meng Lang. He has a noble character and is really a role model for us." As he said that, he actually took back the gold ticket.

Manager Xie was choking. If Xu Yi insisted on breathing for another breath, he would have planned to pull the skin and take the gold ticket over. But he knew that Xu Yi had actually taken it back.

The audience was too lazy to watch the two of them perform disgustingly, and they all scattered.

There was no one in the venue, and Manager Xie completely relaxed. He was about to reveal his true colors and forced himself to ask for it, but he listened to Xu Yi, "Manager, your gold ticket has been lost."

Manager Xie bowed his head and saw a ball of golden tickets on his right foot, and was about to explode happily. He bent down and picked it up, spreading it, his face was almost laughing.

It turned out to be two gold tickets, which were clearly the ones Zhou and Li just delivered to No. 97 in person.

Manager Xie was in a low-level martial arts way. He relied on his family's evil spirit and worked as a famous manager in Guang'an Branch of the Alchemy Hall. His salary was meager and he only had more than 100 gold coins a year. The rules of the Alchemy Hall were very strict, so he did not dare to blackmail the traitors, making life tight.

The two thousand golds that Xu Yi gave today were almost the greatest wealth he had in his life. What was even more amazing was that No. 97 was aware of the knowledge and tactful person, and even helped him cover up his face in front of everyone.

So much so that in this moment, his favor for No. 97 was overwhelming.

Manager Xie held two gold tickets tightly and was crazy for a while before listening to Xu Yi, "Manager, I have a reluctant request. I want to stay in the refining room to train the remaining soldiers. I don't know if the manager can be compatible."

"It's a big deal to be harmonious! Originally, my Alchemy Hall allowed night exercises, just for the benefit of my children in the Alchemy Hall. Fortunately, there is also a refining room under a certain name. Let's lend you a few days. All the materials can be collected from the waste warehouse in a certain name. I must remember not to bring waste soldiers and refined raw materials out."

As he said that, Manager Xie handed Xu Yi a crystal card.

Xu Yi took it and said, "How can I borrow it for free? This is considered a lease. Five gold coins a day. If the manager is polite, he would rather not borrow it."

After proposing a bet with Zhou and Li, Xu Yi's goal was to serve Manager Xie, and he deliberately gave Manager Xie a fortune. Of course, two thousand golds were obviously too much, but it was just a favor, so he gave it. Whoever said that the position of Xie's surname is important, if you want to buy it well, you must completely knock the other party out of the way.

The reason why he put in such a skill is very simple. Xu Yi has regarded this refining house as a very likely long-term residence in the future.

In this way, it is absolutely necessary to make friends with the manager.

Just like when he hung up the machine in the computer room in his previous life, he occasionally bought a few packs of cigarettes to bribe the network administrator. This is the same principle.

This is not something he has ever planned, but it is instinct.

As expected, Manager Xie could not withstand the sugar-coated shells, and even went backwards and hugged each other affectionately towards the sugar-coated shells.

After verifying Manager Xie’s temperament, what happened next happened naturally.

However, Xu Yi insisted on renting it, and rented it with five gold coins a day, which made him feel a good impression of Manager Xie again.

Manager Xie dared to swear to God that he had never met a good person like No. 97, and suddenly he realized: "Is it because God heard his call and sent this good person to save him from the sea of ​​poverty?"

Mr. Qian is clearing the way, everything is not difficult!

The enthusiasm of the man in green clothes was completely mobilized. Not only did he personally send people to get the remaining soldiers and supplies that Xu Yi wanted, but he also prepared a sumptuous dinner for Xu Yi very considerately.

After Xu Yi had a full meal, he asked someone to take Xu Yi to his private bathroom to clean his body. He even bought the brand new underwear for Xu Yi to buy back.

Close the stone door of the No. 9 Refining Room, Xu Yi, who was comfortable all over again, expressed his feelings of "wealth is comfort".

Sitting upright on the stone bed, clearing up distracting thoughts, and meditating for half an hour, Xu Yi got up, moved to refine the furnace, and inspected three abandoned soldiers.

One is a half-point steel gun with a quality like the Daguan Knife, the other is a broken-handled mountain axe of a top mortal soldier who reaches the level of the high-climbing silver spear, and the other is a lower-grade blood refining weapon with a corner missing - Yuehuan.

When Xu Yi asked for the first two items, Manager Xie had nothing to say. When Mr. Xie asked for the ischemia device, Manager Xie was extremely embarrassed.

Xu Yi promised that if it was forged and destroyed, compensation would be made at the price, and the manager would be able to make peace.

The reason why these three clearly distinguished abandoned soldiers was that Xu Yi had the intention to test whether the iron spirit really had the ability to decompose the remaining soldiers.
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