Chapter 47 (2/2)
With two bodyguards, Yang Xiuming came to Luchuan in front of him when they didn't return to God.
”Your dog is good. Make an offer.”
In Yang Xiuming's eyes, there is strength in his indifference. What he likes is bound to get.
Lu Chuan Leng Leng Leng, this is a simple smile, said: ”to buy my dog, ah, this is simple, not expensive, give a hundred million bar, and then you take away.”It's not expensive.
Give it a hundred million.
Then you take it.
I don't know how many people who hear it almost have to spit blood.
A hundred million yuan is not expensive. If you take it away, you are definitely beating Yang Xiuming in the face.
There are 100 million dogs in this world?
Is it not expensive?
People look at Lu Chuan's eyes, as if to see an idiot. This fierce native dog follows this kind of idiot. It's really a good cabbage for pigs.
Of course, what they admire more about Lu Chuan is that Lu Chuan dares to ask such a price from Yang Xiuming.
No.
It's not a price, it's just a mockery.
If one hundred million people buy a native dog, it's impossible for a person to do this kind of thing.
Yang Xiuming's family is rich and powerful, but it is absolutely impossible to buy a local dog with 100 million yuan. Let's not say whether he will buy it or not, but this amount. Yang Xiuming has no right to do so.
Who doesn't?
Usually, there are hundreds of thousands of cars, and few people pay attention to them. They drive millions or millions of luxury cars.
But if you really want to take out 100 million real gold and silver, none of the people present dare to step forward and take two steps.
Yang Xiuming's face turned black and blue. He dared to despise himself and shame himself in this way. It was damned.
If it wasn't for the public now, he would have let the bastard know what death is.
The two bodyguards behind Yang Xiuming are dignified, squinting and staring at Zhong Tong and Yang Ping'an behind Lu Chuan. From the two bodyguards, they feel a sense of danger.
With their strength, the strength of people who can make them feel dangerous is absolutely not simple.
Gently, one of the bodyguards touched Yang Xiuming and shook his head.
This means that Yang Xiuming's temporary concession is not worth it because he doesn't know the background and strength of the other party in the conflict. With the two bodyguards, the identity must be different.
It doesn't matter if you lose a fighting dog. Buy one to fight again.
But if you lose a dog and you lose a person, you should not.
The muscles on Yang Xiuming's face trembled a few times and said, ”very good, Lu Chuan, isn't it? We'll have time to see you again. ”
With that, Yang Xiuming snorted coldly, turned his head and left.
Lu Chuan was in a hurry: ”Hey, don't go. I really want to sell it. 100 million yuan is really the price of conscience.”
Hearing Lu Chuan's words, Yang Xiuming stumbled under his feet and nearly fell. This son of a bitch, he has to admit defeat for the time being, and he will fall into the hole?
Lu Chuan shook his head when he saw that the other party had left the fighting dog room far away.
In fact, the price of 100 million is really the price of conscience.
This is an enhanced zombie dog. It's an ordinary zombie dog. The finished product is 200000 yuan. With the camouflager system, it's 400000. As a product, it should make some profit, right?
At 100%, it's 800000.
800, 000 you want to buy a unique zombie dog in the world? It's too natural. This added value can be big, you are embarrassed to speak without three or five million.
As a strengthened zombie dog, it is unique among the unique. Is a hundred million really expensive?
Lu Chuan slapped his mouth and was annoyed at the loss of this business.
But
When hearing the text message prompt, Lu Chuan was elated again. He had just won the bet of bitdog.
Lu Chuan will lift the restrictions on zombie dogs. In fact, he already knows that this is his last deal. After coming here, who dares to fight with his own dog.
Since it is the last stroke, clean to a cruel, frighten them.
Now it seems that the effect is very good.
One by one, the rich second generation and the official second generation looked at their own eyes and became awed.
In their eyes, I am a bumpkin, I think I can get into their eyes.
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