Chapter 115: The Symptom of the Sky

In fact, after buying the house on the Rikkong Coast, Zhang Jianyang was helpless to find that he was completely poor.

As for how Wang Zelin treats He Jing and the others, Zhang Jianyang is too lazy to pay attention to it.

Zhang Jianyang bought a villa that has been decorated and has a full range of furniture. It can only be said that it is a relatively small category on the Rikkong Coast. In Zhang Jianyang's view, the house must be warm and compact to give people the feeling. If you buy a large villa, there are only a dozen rooms alone, which are empty, which will make your home feel deserted.

After getting the key, Zhang Jianyang parked the sports car in the garage and rushed to the beach of the villa.

Since Zhang Jianyang bought a small villa, the beach area was not very large, but it also included a small piece of coconut grove, which had enough space for people to hold a party.

Stepping on these delicate sand grains, Zhang Jianyang treads on the chairs on the beach and the sun umbrellas cover the sun. This trip makes people feel very comfortable.

Since this is an artificial simulated sea, it is just a larger lake, all villas are surrounded by this artificial sea. However, Tianyu Company still uses woods to divide each beach into a good area according to the level of the villa. Unless you swim through the simulated sea, you can only climb over the wall from other places. I believe no one here has made the move to climb over the wall.

Although there are woods separated by, you can still see some places in other villas and beach areas.

Zhang Jianyang just scanned it casually, but unexpectedly found a familiar figure wading on a rubber inflatable cushion.

"This is a coincidence, right?" Zhang Jianyang sighed. He became a neighbor with the president. Will she know that she has become a certain mentality again? No need to think about it, and know that the president will probably think so.

When men think of women's hearts, men can never guess thoroughly, so Zhang Jianyang simply doesn't think about it.

In the afternoon, Zhang Jianyang suddenly felt a little regretful. Why did he give the pickup truck to Wang Hanguang and drive away?

Zhang Jianyang didn't have the courage to drive such a sports car home. After all, it's better for other people in the alley to have a motorcycle, but Zhang Jianyang drove a sports car. Not to mention others, Zhang Jianyang's parents alone may not be able to accept it all at once. What's more, neighbors with such developed credit and curiousness only need to check the information and the identity of the monster, but not scare the people in the alley to death?

Looking at the steel monster parked in the garage, Zhang Jianyang finally understood why the global restricted version purchased by the rich hardly opened, but put it in the garage for what it was for.

It’s not impossible to leave in the steel monster, but Zhang Jianyang couldn’t think of any place besides the villa, where can I park myself?

Helplessly locked the garage, Zhang Jianyang left the villa with a bitter face.

I'm afraid it's a sarcastic and funny thing, just like Zhang Jianyang now, who doesn't drive a sports car worth hundreds of millions of yuan and is playing with walking?

"I... am just a slut."

Fortunately, the greening in the North District is no different from visiting the park. There are few pedestrians on the street, and only one car will occasionally drive by, which is obviously very quiet. Patrol armored vehicles that appear from time to time give people endless peace of mind. The patrol security team composed of Star Warriors brings a down-to-earth feeling of security.

Zhang Jianyang thought about it and gave the pickup truck to Wang Hanguang to drive it. He had to buy a more low-key car.

Helplessly, he called Tang Yao, so he sat on the side of the road and waited. In the north area, there was no bus or taxi.

It took half an hour to pick up Zhang Jianyang's car to arrive.

When I arrived at the Yangshengtang, it was almost time for dinner.

"I said, you didn't come here to have a free meal on purpose, right?" Tang Yaocong asked his secretary to make a cup of mutant tea for Zhang Jianyang, cut a cigar and threw it to Zhang Jianyang.

Zhang Jianyang took it and laughed: "I heard that even the soup you make here is top-notch medicinal materials, which is absolutely a complete tonic and prolong life. How can I not come?"

"You fart!" Tang Yaocong laughed and cursed. He suddenly remembered something and extended a big female finger to Zhang Jianyang.

Tang Yaocong's action made Zhang Jianyang inexplicably and said, "Brother Tang, isn't it just here to get a meal for you? You need this?"

"Didn't you want to hear any interesting news about the upper class in the morning? It seems that a guy bought a top sports car quietly. Tsk, 180 million, even I feel inferior to this kind of courage."

Zhang Jianyang looked at Tang Yaocong in surprise: "Well, is so well-informed?"

Tang Yaocong said: "Now that communication is well developed, things like this can only be spread throughout the Sand City in half an hour. But I am very curious that if you don't drive such a good car, you can play and walk. I have to say, brother, you are definitely a rare alternative in Sand City. Buy the most luxurious car and walk the simplest road because you are walking with your feet."

"The smoke is good!" Zhang Jianyang, who didn't know how to answer, was just a transfer question.

Tang Yaocong rolled his eyes: "Are you nonsense, a retro Cuban top cigar."

Seeing that Tang Yaocong looked down at the documents again, Zhang Jianyang did not disturb him, and smoked silently. After a long time, he suddenly said, "Brother Tang, how about selling you another Vulcan Fruit?"

"Cough... cough..." Tang Yaocon, who happened to take a sip of tea, was almost choked to death. He stood up in a mess, shook off the tea traces on the documents, and said in a bad voice: "Do you want to kill me? Are you... Are you talking about the Fire God Fruit?" Hearing these three words, Tang Yaocon didn't care about choking and said: "Are you sure you said there is the Fire God Fruit just now?"

Zhang Jianyang said: "I was originally reserved for myself, but now I'm tight on my hands, so I can only ask you to cash out."

Tang Yaocong was speechless. I am afraid that only people like Zhang Jianyang would underestimate the Vulcan Fruit. He said, "When will we trade?"

Zhang Jianyang, who was afraid that Tang Yaocong would be able to eat just now, had to be amazed at Tang Yaocong's financial resources and hundreds of millions of cash, which was no difficulty for him.

Zhang Jianyang was a little curious and said, "Brother Tang, trading is OK at any time, but I'm curious, what do you want this thing to do?" The price of Tang Yaocong is much higher than the market price. If it is a reseller, Tang Yaocong can't make money at all. Such a risk-taking business, no one is interested in making money without money.

Tang Yaocong hesitated for a moment, and said, "Have you ever heard of the yin disease?"

"Tianyin syndrome?" Zhang Jianyang said: "I heard of it, but you won't tell me that your Vulcan fruit is provided to people with Tiyin syndrome, right?"

The yin disease is actually a congenital extreme yin disease. People with this disease have cold body temperatures all year round. When the disease occurs, they can even produce low temperatures below zero. This low temperature will make people freeze blood all over the body, stop beating, and die directly. The yin disease, also known as chills, is a terminal illness.

The formation of celestial dysfunction did not occur before the nuclear war, but only appeared after the nuclear war. It is a terminal illness caused by the human body's congenital influence on radiation.

There is no way to cure this disease, but it can be moistened with some masculine objects and adjust the temperature in the patient's body at any time. When the disease occurs, there is undoubtedly a mutant herb of the most rigid and yang that is mutated by the most rigid and yang is a life-saving elixir. Only the fire god fruit can resist the invasion of this cold air on the body.

Tang Yaosheng nodded. He was surprised that Zhang Jianyang actually knew about the yin disease. Like this beautiful, there were very few people who knew about it. The more this happened, the more shocked Zhang Jianyang made Tang Yaosheng. He said, "You are right. The Vulcan Fruit I bought was for my aunt."

Zhang Jianyang frowned and said, "But dealing with the yin disease, the Fire God Fruit can only be prevented, and there is no way to cure it. How many Fire God Fruits do you need to keep your life safe?"

"It can be one day, it's one day." Tang Yaocong said helplessly. When he saw Zhang Jianyang knowing the yin disease so well, he couldn't help but say, "Brother, have you seen someone with the yin disease?"

Of course, Zhang Jianyang had seen it in the illusion, and he was also an extremely powerful guy. He used his perseverance far beyond ordinary people's imagination to become an eight-star star warrior. He used his huge star power to suppress the impact of the yin disease on her. In fact, it was not about suppression, but gradually forcibly changing her physique through continuous promotion, and finally defeating the extreme cold on her body.

But this method cannot be copied.

"I've seen it." Zhang Jianyang replied.

Tang Yaocong was excited: "How is the other party? Is there a treatment?"

Zhang Jianyang said: "Brother Tang, you should know that unless people who have obtained the celestial yin syndrome can reverse the cellular tissues of their bodies, which is what we call genetic recombination, only this method can cure the celestial yin syndrome. But this is impossible. The current technology has not reached this level. Even the Star Warriors only strengthen the genes to achieve the goal of becoming stronger, and they cannot recombine the genes."

It seemed that he had thought of something, Zhang Jianyang was thinking: "Cell tissue, gene recombination..."

If there is anything else in this world that can achieve this, except it, nothing can reverse a person's physique and recombinate his genes.

"Brother Tang, is your aunt your dear aunt?"

Tang Yaocon heard the caution in Zhang Jianyang's tone, and he said in a deep voice: "Of course, if it weren't for my dear aunt, would I have spared all my strength for her?"

Zhang Jianyang pressed the cigar that had been expensive and had only taken a few sips on the ashtray: "Brother Tang, if you can trust me, I can try to help you treat your aunt, but you also know that this is a yin disease after all, a terminal illness that is born with genes. I am not sure whether it can be done. I can only say, do my best to do my best."
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