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2.23% 90,000 Years of Longevity / Chapter 12: Bets

Capítulo 12: Bets

Wealth?

Ye Bei has never lacked.

He has lived for too long. He once separated heaven and earth with Pangu and created human with Nüwa.

It is no exaggeration to say... if he really wants it, all the wealth of the entire world and the entire earth belongs to him.

Therefore, after listening to the reports of these servants, Ye Bei was not surprised to hear these extremely large numbers.

On the contrary, he was calm, very calm.

After sweeping his gaze over these people, he quietly looked through the window to the gradually withering peach tree outside, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he couldn't help thinking of the Ming Dynasty when he met a kid named Shen Wansan.

That kid followed him...created the wealth of a wealthy country.

It was in this world that left an immortal legend.

Although the nine people in the lobby had the same experience as Shen Wansan, they also control endless wealth, but after all, they were not the same type of people as Shen Wansan.

Shen Wansan!

It's a pity... after all, he was just an ordinary mortal, unable to withstand the erosion of the years, no matter how much wealth was given to him, what about it, he could not bring it into the coffin with him.

Even the gods and Buddhas who once claimed to be immortal have passed away in the endless river of times, turning into nothingness!

Silence!

Ye Bei's thoughts drifted far.

He thought of many old people...

...

As Ye Bei recalled those past events, the nine old people sitting in the lobby were all panicked. They didn't even dare to look at Ye Bei, their buttocks occupied a corner of the chair and waited quietly.

It was not known how long time has passed!

Just when these people all feel faint...

Ye Bei slowly retracted his eyes from the peach tree outside the window.

Seeing that there is something wrong with everyone, the corner of his mouth moved a little, and a word was gently spat out.

"It is good!"

This word could be regarded as an evaluation of the nine people just now.

Hu…

But in the lobby, after the nine old people listened, they all heaved a sigh of relief, and looked overjoyed.

They knew that although Ye Bei's remarks were simple, it showed that everyone had passed the test. After so many years of hard work, Ye Bei finally had not been disappointed by them. Although the wealth was quite different, it was the result of different industries, so the gap was natural.

"Little An, what about you?" Ye Bei looked at Wang An.

This guy, besides the title Old Immortal of Kunlun Mountain, was also the spokesperson of his stay in China at the beginning. Those nine people could have a certain degree of success, presumably, Wang An would not be worse, right?

"Master, in the past few years, this old servant has spent most of my time in this Longevity Temple. However, in the underground world around the world, I have my power...but this old servant rarely takes care of them and basically let them develop! There is not much funding, It's about 15 trillion dollars!"

Wang An bent over and answered honestly.

Huh?

However, in the lobby, after listening to the nine old people, their eyes widened, and their eyes were instantly occupied by fear.

With their identities, they could access a lot of information... Once, they vaguely knew that there was a hidden super ruler in the underground world, and the entire underground world was under his control.

But after they analyzed it, they thought it was too fake!

After all, to control the world, different countries, various mercenary organizations, killer organizations, and various large-scale black organizations, this was definitely not something ordinary people could do. The relationship was complicated, and even these different organizations often fought each other, causing countless deaths and injuries!

Just now...

Wang An said this.

He spoke out in front of Ye Bei...

But they couldn't help but believe it.

There was cold sweat on their backs.

They didn't even dream of it, Wang An turned out to be the rumored super ruler.

They thought they could sit on an equal footing with Wang An, but they didn't know that there was a sharp sword hanging on each of necks all the time. What if they were rich? With a word of Wang An, he could easily take their lives.

It seemed that the Zhao family, the Liu family, and the Jin family had completely made a wrong judgment this time.

"En."

Ye Bei hummed lightly, without the slightest surprise.

"Don't let other people know about my return this time. After 80 years of absence, I want to take a good look at the world first... As for the Zhao family, the Liu family, and the Jin family, you don't need to notify, nor respond to them, if I have the opportunity, I will meet them in person." Ye Bei continued, his voice faint.

"Master, before I came here, I heard that Zhao Bingsheng was dead. The second and third generations of the Zhao family probably didn't know anything about you, so I came to the view of longevity to cause trouble... You see, so many Wealth, in the hands of an outsider, is always bad. Since Zhao Bingsheng is no longer there, can I choose a new person to inherit it?" Kang Shixian trembled slightly and said cautiously, but there was an imperceptible light in his eyes.

"Yes, the Zhao family must pay the price." Bai Zifeng answered with a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

As long as Ye Bei spoke, he would definitely not hesitate to take the people from his security company into Zhao's house and slaughter him.

"Master, let me take care of this! The Zhao family has been engaged in real estate, and they have not done anything wrong in these years. In fact, my technology company has mastered it through some channels. A lot of information can be handled by the state." Ma Tengyun said.

Others were also moved and began to accuse the Zhao family.

But Ye Bei sat leisurely, sniffing the fragrance of Qingcheng Taoist tea in the air.

"Have you said enough?" For a long time, after each of these people had said a few words, Ye Bei spoke.

The voice was flat with extreme coldness.

After listening, their bodies trembled violently, and they all bowed their heads and dared not say more.

"Bingsheng, he grew up with me watching him. After so many years, he still hasn't changed. He still likes to calculate so much! Do not participate in the Zhao family affairs, and no one is allowed to disclose it. When the time is right, I will go to see Bingsheng in person, and I don't know if his cooking skills are still there!"

In the lobby, the atmosphere was extremely quiet.

Ye Bei looked at the landscape painting he once made for Ma Zhiyuan and said softly.

After Wang An heard this, his pupils shrank, confirming his previous guess.

The other nine people were shocked...

"Zhao Bingsheng, he is not dead? He is pretending to be dead, deliberately letting the younger generation come to Kunlun Mountain to test Old Wang... He… really dare to do it!"

Hu…

Gu Jinglun took a deep breath, his voice was terrified.

Ye Bei shook his head, "Perhaps, Bingsheng just wants to gamble, bet I am not here, bet Little An is old, bet on the future prosperity of his family, in this world, many people like to gamble, any layman can't escape this mentality..."

Thump! Thump! Thump...

The words fell.

In the lobby, even Wang An's legs were frightened.

All slid down from the seat, then knelt on the ground...


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Capítulo 13: Meeting

Ye Bei had lived for too long.

He had seen many people and many things.

He knew people's hearts better...

When the benefits were sufficient, the lay people could do everything.

Master and servant betrayed.

Father and son kill each other.

The husband and wife separated...

What he said just now was just a casual emotion, but he did not expect that it caused such a big reaction from these servants. However, when he saw these people kneeling on the ground, Ye Bei didn't say much, just quietly talking to these people. He swept over their bodies one by one.

His gazes were random.

But those people who were kneeling on the ground were sweating coldly.

...

At this moment, under the Kunlun Mountain.

In the very center of Q City, there was a huge manor with an area of ​​at least 750,000 square meters, which was the same as the palace of a former dynasty.

There was greenery here.

There were odd-shaped rocks and a giant swimming pool.

There were thousands of years old cedar trees!

The manor was full of modern and ancient Chinese architectural styles, which looked extremely gorgeous and elegant.

This manor named Three-Legged Dragon Manor, it was the headquarters of the Zhao Family in China.

In Q City, even the mayor would not be eligible to enter without the approval of the Zhao Family.

However, at this time, the atmosphere in the manor was quite strange.

The manor had a large conference room, covered an area of ​​2,000 square meters. On the walls, there were expensive calligraphy and paintings hanging everywhere, just a pair of them worth more than ten million.

On the ground, there were ancient porcelains, each of which could be called a national treasure.

Even the carpets here were custom made by LV. At each meeting, it would be replaced with the latest model.

In this conference room, there were two rows of chairs with a total of 102 seats. Each chair was made of high-quality yellow rosewood. It was even more carefully crafted by craftsmen. You can take out one at random and it could be regarded as a priceless artwork.

Today, all the chairs in this conference room were full of people. But no one spoke.

Even if a needle fell on the ground, it could be heard as well.

On the main seat sat a middle-aged man.

His hair was gray, he wore a white shirt, a golden tie, and a pair of gold-framed glasses.

He looked very majestic and cold.

When his gaze fell randomly on a certain person, that person could not help but bowed his head and dared not speak.

This man was Zhao Kun's biological father, Zhao Changcun!

Click...

His fingers lightly tapped the conference table, making a clicking sound.

After a long time, Zhao Changcun spoke and broke the silence, with a bit of cold killing intent in his voice, "Old Master left yesterday, everyone knows that the rise of our Zhao family is closely related to the elder of Kunlun Mountain, so after the Old Master left, he went to Kunlun Mountain to take Old Wang down the mountain, and use the strength of the Zhao family to provide for him... However, because the Old Master left, Old Wang turned his face and refused to recognize others, not only rejected the kindness of our Zhao Family but he also severely injured Kun'er, he is still unconscious and even killed the bodyguards cruelly..."

When talking about this, Zhao Changcun still showed a distressed and indignant look.

"Kun'er is right! The fault is with us... Old Master is gone, some people think that our Zhao Family has collapsed, and even Old Wang directly refused to associate with us again. I think everyone knows the situation we are facing now. Right?" The sound just fell.

In the conference room, someone finally jumped up to take the call.

Zhao Kun's cousin, Zhao Jing, was very imposing, "Yes, the uncle is right! The Old Immortal in Kunlun Mountain, he's really shameless. He really thought that just because he had given the Zhao Family some help, so he could stand high? This time, he even hurt little brother Kun, this has already shown that he's breaking the relationship with our Zhao Family, so we need not give him face anymore… Grandpa is no longer here, our Zhao Family should unite and prove it to everyone that we don't need anyone's help."

The chatterbox opened, and the strange atmosphere quietly dissipated in the meeting room.

People in the Zhao family, under the deliberate guidance of Zhao Changcun, began to express their opinions.

"According to me, that shit Old Immortal is just bullshit. It's the 21st century, and everyone believes in science. How can there be any shit ghosts? That old thing is so self-righteous that he really considers himself the number one person."

"He's shameless to act on a junior."

"Yeah, it's fine that he took action, but he even threatened that Zhao Kun humiliated him. As far as I know, Zhao Kun is very polite on weekdays... what the hell is wrong with that old man?"

"I know, it's because Old Master is gone; he doesn't take us seriously at all."

"Hey, I think it's totally possible to find someone to assassinate him. The Old Immortal has always lived deep in Kunlun Mountain. On weekdays, only a few special police officers protect him. It is too easy to kill him!"

The vast majority of Zhao Family members said coldly.

Zhao Changcun just listened silently to these voices... His eyes were faint.

After a long time, when the anger of these people reached the climax, he spoke...

"Everyone be quiet!" When the meeting room resumes quietness he continued, "After Kun'er has been there, the news has spread. Now, Kunlun Mountain has been blocked, and many big people have gone to meet Old Wang... Next, the department all of you are responsible for is likely to face various blows. Please don't be nervous and work hard to hold on... In the future, we will still have the opportunity to retaliate! Our Zhao family is engaged in the real estate industry. During the period of rapid economic development, our output value will never be shaken in the slightest!"

"Yes, uncle!"

"Yes!"

"Don't worry, we are still young, but how long can that old thing live?"

"I will definitely avenge Zhao Kun."

The seniors of the Zhao family were full of confidence.

About an hour later...

This meeting was over.

After the meeting, Zhao Changcun came to the manor alone and went inside a safe house.

Only Zhao Bingsheng knew about this place, the living facilities there were complete, an ordinary could live in it safe and sound for at least three months.

When Zhao Changcun entered this safe house.

Inside...

On the white sofa, an old man with white hair, wearing a golden yellow coat with a leading cane.

The old man did not release the slightest momentum.

He looked like an ordinary old man...

His face was full of wrinkles and furrows as if he was a lamp that would go out at any time.

However, if one looked carefully, that person will find that his eyes were full of wisdom as if everything had been seen thoroughly by him, and the aging face also revealed a trace of vitality.

Zhao Changcun came in here and closed the door.

When standing in front of the old man, he bent slightly, his eyes were all respectful, and he reported in a deep voice, "Old Master, your guess is correct. After Kun'er was sent to the hospital, nine families went to Kunlun Mountain..."


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