Wang Xiaojian's tone was calm, but Chen Xiong was frightened when he heard it.

If someone else had said such a pretentious thing in front of him, he would have done it long ago, but he vaguely felt that Wang Xiaojian could pretend to be like this.

Chen Xiong dared not say no, nodded repeatedly: "Yes! Yes! You will definitely not come again."

Chen Xiong and his gang hurriedly ran out of the store.

It was not until they walked away that Sun Xiaopang remembered that Wang Xiaojian had not yet asked Chen Xiong to get the money back, and hurriedly said:

"Brother, you...you forgot to get the money from him!"

Wang Xiaojian grinned:

"Who said I forgot, I've got it back."

"Ah! When did you...have you taken it?"

"Just just now. Okay, I should go home. See you tomorrow! Goodbye uncle and aunt!"

After Wang Xiaojian finished speaking, he put his backpack on his back and strode out of the store.

Sun Xiaopang's parents came back from their shock and asked Sun Xiaopang in a daze:

"Justice, when did you meet such a rich classmate? Why have you never heard you mention it?"

"That's right, it's more than 400,000 yuan, but we don't even blink his eyes. But should we pay back the money?"

Sun Xiaopang looked at Wang Xiaojian's back as he gradually moved away, and said to himself:

"Yes, why is Wang Xiaojian so rich? Have I always recognized the wrong person?"

...

In a van on the side of the road, Chen Xiong stared blankly at the information displayed on the phone screen, looking horrified.

Just half a minute ago, he received a message from the bank, which transferred 418,000.00 out of thin air from his bank account. In other words, the money Wang Xiaojian had just transferred to his account, and then transferred it away by a silence.

Wang Xiaojian just said that he would take the money himself, but he didn't expect it to be in this strange way.

Chen Xiong felt his scalp numb, and at this moment, one of his subordinates shouted in a low voice:

"Brother Xiong, look! It's that guy just now!"

Chen Xiong looked up and looked out of the car. It was no one walking in front of him, but Wang Xiaojian.

"Brother Xiong, this kid actually dares to tease you. Let's teach him a lesson."

"Tell him a lesson?"

Chen Xiong turned his head and glared at the other party fiercely.

"What did you teach him a lesson? This kid is so evil. He must have practiced some evil magic, not something we can afford to provoke."

"Then let it go?"

"Forget it!? It's a total of 418,000 yuan, and I just lost it. I can't swallow this!"

Chen Xiong said, slamming his fist and punching the car seat hard, and a silence fell into the car.

After pondering for a while, Chen Xiong slowly raised his head:

"It seems that we can only go and find Master Wang once."

"Yes! Yes! Look for Master Wang, Master Wang is a master of mysterious arts and has a profound knowledge of Taoism. I heard that he can control qi and hurt people, so there must be a way to cure this kid."

Chen Xiong nodded:

"No need to delay, let's go and find Master Wang now."

The van immediately turned around and drove in the opposite direction.

...

Walking on the road, Wang Xiaojian looked around, looking for the next target to help.

I just helped Sun Xiaopang and his family pay off their debts and actually got 85 health points. Now his health points have reached 825. According to the system settings, as long as it reaches 1,200 points, it can be upgraded to level 3. He can't wait to give others more help.

Wang Xiaojian was feeling in his heart, and a gray-haired old man walked towards him. The old man's face turned pale and had no trace of blood. He gritted his teeth, as if he was very painful.

"Huh? Is this old man causing constipation and suffocation to cause internal bladder injury?"

Wang Xiaojian stared at the old man for three seconds, and immediately realized that the other party was different. His energy value was as high as 50,000 energy units, nearly a hundred times higher than that of a normal person.

Damn! This old man isn't the interstellar psychic lurking on the earth, right?

Wang Xiaojian became interested in the old man's identity, and immediately scanned the other party's department and quickly obtained the other party's information:

Jiang Muchuan, 76 years old, former chairman of Jiangshi Group, the largest industrial group in Jiangzhou, president of Jiangzhou, and a beginner-level mysterious master.

It turns out to be a mysterious cultivator.

Wang Xiaojian couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, and at this moment, the system prompt came from his ears:

"This person suffered internal injuries and suffered serious injuries to his internal organs. If he was not rescued in time, he would be in danger of his life."

Wang Xiaojian suddenly realized that no wonder the old man's expression seemed to be sore and hurt. It turned out that he was really injured by internal injuries.

Jiang Muchuan passed by Wang Xiaojian and stumbled towards an alley. He turned his head from time to time and looked at it, looking a little panicked.

"Someone is following him?"

Wang Xiaojian looked behind Jiang Muchuan and found a man in black with suspicious signs. The man's face was pale and had no trace of blood. He had murderous aura in his eyes. At this time, his attention was completely focused on Jiang Muchuan, and his energy unit reached 20,000.

Is this ghost-like guy also a mysterious cultivator? Was Old Man Jiang injured by him?

impossible!
Chapter completed!