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"Why, I haven't had enough fun yet." The dark saint smiled and said with an unhappy expression, "Wang Yan, what do you mean? I'm so lucky to win so much money for you."

I thank you!

Wang Yan's heart was bleeding. You shaved the faces of the three master's wives. This account must be counted on my head. Those three are not good-tempered masters. If you look back, you will be able to take some shoes for yourself.

If she lets her continue to fight, Wang Yan was really afraid that the three master's wives would take him out and beat him up and vent their anger. When you look at their eyes, they look like sharp knives.

"Nana." Wang Yan smiled flatteringly, "Lulu has been watching for a long time, you have to let her play for a few games, right?"

The Dark Saint looked at the Holy Maiden of Light who was eager to try, and said helplessly: "Okay, Lulu, you go. If you are not lucky, please change me at any time."

This guy who just played cards was very addicted to cards. The dark saint reluctantly moved his pretty buttocks away and sat next to him, not giving Wang Yan a good look.

"Two aunts and mothers, you have to give in to me." The Saint of Light came on stage and said softly, "Last time my private plane was blown up, and I don't have the money to buy a new one."

let?

Wang Yan's heart trembled, Lulu, thank you, I sent you up, I want you to lose... Private planes and other things are trivial matters. As long as you lose enough, your brother Yan will get a spaceship and take you to fly together.

The battle continued to unfold amid the sound of shuffling cards.

"Mother, you fired the gun."

"Touch yourself."

"Huh? I didn't play a single card, so I just got a card. Wang Yan, is this called Tianhu?"

Wang Yan was on the side, and his face turned pale. What is this? I offended all three master's wives to this extent. Will I have a life in the future?

"Okay, Xiao Yan." Prince Rose's face was gloomy and said with a sneer, "Are you going to clean up the retirement money of the master's wife?"

"No, no, no, it's just a moment of luck, luck." Wang Yan said with a dry smile, "Let's do this, I'll transfer the money back..."

"Xiao Yan, do you look down on your master's wife?" Dai'er said with a gloomy face, "We can afford to lose this little money."

Wang Yan's heart trembled and he vowed not to play cards with his master's wife again.

He hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Pao, Uncle Pao. Has the dinner been prepared? I'm starving to death."

"Okay, OK." Uncle Pao hurried out in the kitchen, waved his hand at the dining table, and the dishes on the table appeared. Obviously, he placed it in the storage space in advance to keep it fresh and heated, and released it again. Then he shouted, "Girls, big and small, have dinner."

"Uncle Pao Uncle Pao, I'll help you." In order to escape the fire, Wang Yan rushed over to help. Although he had nothing to do, he had to pretend to be busy.

"Boy, you won all my wife's money away. How can your Uncle Pao retire in the future?" Uncle Pao said in a voice transmission.

"Uncle Pao, you are the best master in the world after all, and I plan to rely on my wives to support you." Wang Yan naturally sent a voice to Uncle Pao without hesitation.

"Oh, how did you talk to the master?" Uncle Pao glared at him and said, "Your Uncle Pao is called skill. It is rare in history that you can reach my level by eating a soft meal. Disciple, learn more."

"Haha, I don't want to learn this." Wang Yan refused directly, "I don't dare to get married when I see you like this."

"You know nothing, this is life, this is happiness." Uncle Pao shook his head and said, "You are still young and don't understand these happiness."

"I'm not good at slapping this." Wang Yan shook his head like a rattle.

While talking, the master's wife also ended the game. After the final settlement, Dududu and Wang Yan thought about it for a few more times on his phone. Needless to say, the master's wife owed chips again and transferred the money.

Wang Yan secretly glanced at the data and his heart trembled. Good guy, today's game of more than an hour, he actually won nearly 3 billion US dollars.

Is this teasing me?

"Wang Yan and Wang Yan, playing mahjong is so interesting. I will play in the future." The Saint of Light returned victoriously, and she was full of excitement and shining brightly.

The Dark Saint also had a slightly flushed cheek and said, "It's quite interesting, but unfortunately I played it today and I haven't had enough fun yet."

Wang Yan was so happy that he didn't faint. You guys are so happy that I'm almost gone to death.

Seeing the three master's wives walking over with bad expressions, Wang Yan suddenly had a light in his head and said, "Three master's wives, you three are not cheating together, right?"

"What do you mean?" Daier Shen poked Wang Yan with his eyes.

"I gave Belika a piece of oil field property rights today, and the estimated price is only 3 billion US dollars." Wang Yan pondered, "You must be embarrassed to give me money directly, so you gave it to me in disguise. Master's wife, Master's wife, we are all our own people, why bother..."

"hehe."

Before Wang Yan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Prince Rose's sneer. She glanced at Wang Yan with anger and said, "Xiao Yan, you are clearly reminding us in disguise that the money for the oil field property rights has not been given to you."

Wang Yan was shocked and thought to himself, right? Is it really just a matter of luck to win so much money just now?

"Hmph, even if you give you money from the oil field, can we use this? Is it a very honorable thing to play cards so badly?" Concubine Linghu Yao's face turned cold, "Okay, sisters. Let's give Xiao Yan the money for the oil field property rights so that he will keep thinking about it."

As Wang Yan waved his hands repeatedly, the other two master's wives responded one after another.

The next second, Wang Yan's account had another 3 billion US dollars, plus three bottles of S-level inner alchemy essence on hand. Each bottle contained a vibrant and powerful force. Any bottle would be exchanged for 15,000 merit points in the National and African Bureau.

According to the exchange between the merit value and RMB, it is converted into US dollars. This bottle of S-level inner alchemy essence is worth about US$200 million. But in fact, this is not the case. The higher the resource level, the rarer it is.

In the black market, this type of treasure is very rare and often requires auctions to decide the ownership. It is not surprising that a bottle of S-level inner alchemy essence can cost one billion US dollars.

After all, for super strong people, it is easy to earn US dollars, but it is much more difficult to get S-level inner alchemy, and it is too rare.

As for the s+-level inner alchemy essence or the ss-level inner alchemy essence, it is even more valuable. Even if it appears in a black market auction, it will definitely be a sold astronomical number.

"Master, this, this..." Wang Yan held three bottles of S-level inner alchemy essence in his hand, and his whole face was bitter. "That's not what the disciple said."

Seeing Wang Yan crying without tears, Concubine Linghu Yao suddenly laughed, "You, the three of us are teasing you. Do you think the three master's wives are really that stingy? If your master's wives are sincere in making money, what is the richest man in the world?"

"That's right, the richest people in the world you see are just hyped in the mortal world." Prince Rose also giggled, "Take our Dark Council as an example, how many chaebols and companies are in our hands? Even in the ordinary world, the mysterious invisible chaebols and the families that control the lifeline of the world's economy are just spokespersons we support."

Wang Yan was sweating profusely, it seemed like this was indeed the case.

The Dark Council and the Holy See are both super-large forces standing in the world for thousands of years. The wealth and power they truly control in their hands must be intricate and unfathomable.

On the surface, this world belongs to ordinary people. However, in the final analysis, it is still in the hands of a powerful superpower. As a level A+ strong man, Wang Yan already has such a terrible ability to make money.

If Uncle Pao wants to make money, he can still become the "world's richest man" every minute. However, money cannot even be considered a symbol for people of his level.

After the master's wife's point, Wang Yan was relieved in an instant and took out the three bottles of S-level inner alchemy essence without hesitation. "Then Xiao Yan is not pretentious. Thank you for the rewards and pocket money given by the three master's wives."

Then, Wang Yan asked for the personal accounts of the two saints, and each of them distributed one billion US dollars, just as they were dividends. The two saints did not feel pretentious and just accepted them.

Especially the Saint of Light, she said happily: "Last time my plane exploded, I happened to order a better one."

"Eat, the food is going to cool down." Uncle Pao waved his hand, and he had a bit of the male owner's demeanor.

Next, everyone had a happy drink and dinner together. In the evening, the Saint of Light proposed to eat crayfish.

Indeed, it is too stressful to eat with the elders.

Then, Wang Yan took the two saints to have fun in Huahai City, eating crayfish at midnight snack stalls and singing in KTVs. He had a lot of fun.

After playing for three more days, we took the "satellite bus" back to the Pacific Island, resting and preparing to start the finals.

The night is as cool as water.

The bright moon is in the sky.

The bright moonlight passed through the almost transparent glass window and fell on Wang Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on the balcony, setting off his face, as if carved from white jade.

Wang Yan slowly opened his eyes, and the scorching light was as dazzling as two small suns.

As he adjusted his breathing slowly, the two balls of light slowly disappeared, leaving only a pair of bright black and white, restrained and clear eyes.

"call!"

Wang Yan secretly praised, "It's in good condition and has improved my cultivation." It seems that the pressure of the game can really promote the development of people's potential.

The finals start today.

Wang Yan's heart was already burning slightly. Who wouldn't want to overwhelm the heroes and ascend to the top?

Final championship.

My Son of Flame is here!
Chapter completed!