Chapter 2000 Gift

"Southern chant Buddha's name?"

Zhou Buqun nodded carelessly, but a cold light flashed through his eyes. The Zhou family's hatred for the Southern Sect now is no less than that of Zhao Heng. If it weren't for the Nan's Buddhist scripture setting up a plan in the Nan Sect Garden, the Zhoujiang coalition would not have suffered heavy losses. Not only did he kill 50 swordsmen, but he also smashed 20 billion.

Although this amount of money would not hurt Zhou's body, it was also a bloody piece of flesh. Zhou Buqun was angry at the information error of Nujiang China, and was also angry at Nan's ruthless actions. However, the ruthlessness was fleeting. Zhou Buqun knew that he would still have to be a human being with his tail between his legs.

The car doors opened one after another. Just as Jiang Polang expected, Nan Yongbu came out of the car, then sat in a wheelchair, slowly approached with An Xiaotian and the others. Jiang Polang's mouth touched the corners of his mouth twice, unable to tell whether the other party was coming for him, and a hint of uneasiness flashed through his heart.

Jiang Polang, who had just gained freedom and life, cherished the opportunity to survive, so before Nan chanting Buddha came up, he smiled and took the initiative to greet him: "Young Master Nan, good afternoon, why are you free to come here? Polang thanks for your pride and will never offend him again!"

Speaking of this, he also bowed a long time.

However, his humility did not make An Xiaotian and the others look soft. Many people remembered Jiang Polang's cruelty in the battle in the Southern Garden, turning all the shame and tolerance he had suffered into killing and venting. Dozens of Southern Elites fell to Jiang Polang's hands, so they all knew that this was a scumbag.

Today, Nan Nian Buddha was wearing casual clothes, elegant and gentle, and his swollen arms had been eliminated. After Gong Yue revealed the treasure house of medicinal materials, the toxins were curbed and relieved. However, there was still some inconvenience in movement. He leaned on the wheelchair and looked at Jiang Polang with a calm smile:

"Mr. Jiang is going to be released from prison, so I should come and see him off!"

Jiang Polang couldn't help but touched the corner of his mouth, and then smiled and took the words of Nan chanting Buddha: "Mr. Nan is so heartless. Jiang Polang is a life-threatening person. How can he come to see him off? Besides, Jiang Polang is already grateful from the bottom of his heart to get a lot of high-profile master Nan's hands."

"gratitude?"

Nan Chanting Buddha's eyes flashed over Zhou Buqun who was slowly walking, and then fell on Jiang Polang's face: "You are afraid that you want to crush my bones and ashes in your heart, right? You should know what kind of person I am, and I know what kind of person you are, so there is no need to be slandered."

He smiled and said with a playful look: "You and I know in our hearts that if we give the other party a chance to kill themselves, we will kill without hesitation. Therefore, there is no need for Mr. Jiang to hide the murderous intent in his heart. Besides, Jiang's family is falling apart, so it is worth your hatred for me!"

Speaking of this, he ignored Jiang Polang with an awkward expression: "You can leave Qincheng Prison alive this time, not because I want to let you go, but because I give the five young masters 2 billion US dollars in face and also to give Miss Seven some face. After all, in my heart, 2 billion is much more valuable than you."

Jiang Polang lowered his head slightly: "What Master Nan said is very true!"

Although Nan chanting Buddha's name has exposed his hatred and anger, Jiang Polang will not show it stupidly, and still maintains the situation of fighting and killing. One thing in his mind is, but the open attitude is another matter. Jiang Polang will not be domineering to provoke the other party at this time.

At this time, Zhou Buqun had already led several of his confidants to come up with a faint smile on his face: "Young Master Nan, Zhou Buqun greets you. Originally, Shao Nan was injured and was hospitalized. I should have visited him to express Zhou's feelings and gratitude, but Mr. Nan said you want to rest."

"It's not convenient to meet guests!"

Zhou Buqun smiled and his voice was soft: "So I can only regret not being able to visit. You must know that Young Master Nan has always been a role model for young leaders in my heart. It is a flaw in life if I don't get to know each other well. Fortunately, I have the fate to meet today, which is really a honor for Zhou Buqun!"

Jiang Polang added in time: "Five Young Master, the fifth son of Mr. Zhou!"

Zhou Buqun stood in front of Jiang Polang and extended a friendly hand to Nan chant Buddha's name. Whether he hated Nan chant Buddha's name or not, he should have a good relationship at this time. He didn't expect that Jiang Polang, who had finally made it, was thrown back to Qincheng Prison by Nan chant Buddha's name: "I'm very happy to know Nan Jun!"

Nan Chanting Buddha looked at Zhou Buqun's hand that was stretching over, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, dissipating his disregard for Jiang Polang. He stretched out his right hand and slid his hand to show his friendship: "I am also very happy to know the fifth young master. Thank you for bringing me a wealth and giving the Southern Clan a money for this year's meal."

Two hundred billion is enough to maintain the operation of the Southern System for one year.

Zhou Buqun's face looked a little embarrassed, and then quickly took over the topic: "Southern Young Master, in the battle of the Southern Garden, Zhou was also a victim, mainly because he was fooled by the bastard of Jiang Zhong. He said that the Southern League was controlled by the heroes of China, and he wanted Zhou to cooperate to rescue you and Mr. Nan."

He ignored Jiang Polang's ugly expression and chanted Buddha's name to Nan to show the misunderstandings: "My father trusted Jiang Zhonghua too much, so he was fooled without realizing it. Who knew that the bastard had sex with the hero Hua and pulled Zhou to attack the Nanshi Garden, and found out today's situation."

"Please forgive me, Mr. Nan!"

Zhou Buqun let out a long breath and showed a sincere attitude: "My father said that he deeply regretted the battle in the Southern Garden. This time, 20 billion yuan is just a little apology from Zhou. If the Sunan Army needs to march abroad, the Zhou family is willing to do its best to help Nan Shao repay Nan's tolerance."

"You'll see if you say these words!"

Nan Nian Buddha's face kept a smile on his face and spoke to Zhou Buqun, who could not see the depth: "The Southern Society also hopes that both sides will not die because of Jiang Zhonghua's misunderstanding. I have wiped it out of my heart when the Southern Society Garden fights. I hope that Zhou will not care about them anymore."

He also coughed and added softly: "By the way, I have burned the body of Wu Butler and the others. I heard that the fifth young master will bring the body of King Guang of Zhou back tomorrow. If you need to take the rest of the people away, I don't mind handing over Wu Butler and the others to you."

"The ashes of Wu Butler?"

Zhou Buqun was slightly stunned at first, then clapped his hands and replied: "Great! Thank you, Mr. Nan for your tolerance and generosity. On behalf of the Zhou family, I would like to express my gratitude to you. They were able to follow me back to the United States and return to their relatives. I think they would also be grateful to Mr. Nan for his kindness and righteousness in the underworld."

Zhou Buqun always felt that carrying a pair of coffins back was too abrupt and could easily attract too many people's attention. Therefore, the ashes of Wu Butler and others could distract a lot of attention, so he extended his hand to Nan chant Buddha's name again: "Sir Nan, thank you, thank you, thank you, I am really grateful."

Jiang Polang added the previous sentence: "Young Master Nan has always been kind and righteous!"

"You're welcome!"

Nan Chanting Buddha's mouth curled a smile, then waved to An Xiaotian: "Xiaotian, after the sun sets today, let Jialan return the fifty-one urns to the fifth young master so that they can follow the fifth young master home. In addition, inform all major checkpoints and release the urns unconditionally."

An Xiaotian nodded: "I understand!"

Zhou Buqun let out a hearty laugh: "Mr. Nan is worthy of being the leader of the princeling party. This kind of mind and righteousness made Zhou admire him. I wonder if Mr. Nan is free today? I want to be an organizer to invite you to have a glass of water and wine, and I would like to express my gratitude."

"Thank you for your kindness for the fifth young master!"

Nan Chanting Buddha waved his hand gently, then said lightly: "It's just that I'm injuring but can't drink. Today I'm struggling to come out and I'm sending you one to Mr. Jiang. Another day, when my injury heals, I will fly directly to the United States to find the fifth young master to drink. Maybe I need the fifth young master's help at that time."

Zhou Buqun felt a hint of regret and sighed and replied: "Since that's the case, I won't force it. However, Mr. Nan must keep his word. If you have the opportunity to come to the United States in the future, you must find me. Even if you don't talk about any business, you should let me do the best of the landlords. Let's just say that."

Nan chanted Buddha's name and smiled: "It must!"

After Zhou Buqun disappeared in his sight with Jiang Polang, Nan's smile faded like a tide, his eyes became two more sharp, and he calmly spoke to An Xiaotian: "Looking at Jiang Polang's appearance, he seemed to be Zhou Buqun's lackey to ensure that he could live longer."

An Xiaotian smiled: "There is no way, Zhou Qiqi will not let him go!"

Nan chanted the Buddha's name and breathed a long breath, his expression became playful: "Jiang Polang thought that he would walk out of prison alive and found Zhou Buqun as his temporary backer, so he could live a better life, but he did not know that the person who killed him in the end was Zhou, who spent 2 billion to save his life."

"Count the time they returned to Zhou's family!"

Nan Chanting Buddha said lightly: "I will give Mr. Zhou a big gift!"
Chapter completed!