Chapter 221 Bad Luck

The next day, at eight o'clock in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing took a taxi to the International Building (Note 1).

The road was congested and the car was moving at a fast pace. Zhang Yuanqing sent a message to Xiao Yuan, saying that he would visit Wuhen Hotel tomorrow.

He had contacted Madoka in the past two days, but received no response.

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so he went to his life mentor for advice and told him about their bet.

Lingjun said, isn't it obvious? Now that you have won the championship, she is afraid that you will come to her and ask for sex.

Zhang Yuanqing said, so, she is shy?

Lingjun said, no, she probably felt very embarrassed.

Zhang Yuanqing said, I know this. Women are hesitant to refuse or accept.

Lingjun: What I mean is that she is in a dilemma, should she beat you to death when you come to her door?

I didn’t want to sleep with her, it was just a joke. When Zhang Yuanqing saw Xiao Yuan didn’t respond, he said to himself, let’s go shopping with my aunt this afternoon.

I sent a message to my aunt and agreed to meet at the usual place at 2 p.m.

He put down his cell phone, looked out the window at the congested traffic, and began to think about how to sell the scarecrow for a high price.

As a prop of Hei Wuchang, the scarecrow has indeed reached the quality of a saint. It can pollute the prop and spirit, and is extremely effective against the enemy.

But its price is too outrageous and its target group is limited, which will become Mr. Bill’s reason to lower the price.

Zhang Yuanqing's expected price is 10 million to 15 million, or props of relatively equal value.

Under normal circumstances, the price of a scarecrow should be more than 20 million. Saint-quality props are so expensive, and they are still priceless.

At this time, the red light goes out and the green light comes on.

The master driver stepped on the accelerator, started in first gear, shifted to third gear smoothly, and sped away.

Suddenly, a bus ran through a red light and slammed into the taxi from the side, hitting the seat where Zhang Yuanqing was sitting.

Fuck. Zhang Yuanqing's pupils shrank and adrenaline surged. He immediately fell back, rolled from the left to the right, and quickly grabbed the armrest in the car.

boom!

The high-speed bus hit the side of the taxi, scattering glass shards and bumper fragments. The taxi was overturned and rolled more than ten meters away.

The driver and Zhang Yuanqing in the car were spinning around. Because they were not wearing seat belts and the space was small, Zhang Yuanqing's forehead hit the roof and window several times, causing burning pain.

This car accident made the congested traffic even more difficult to move forward. Some cars slowly moved around and continued to move forward, while in other cars enthusiastic drivers got out and came to check the situation.

Pedestrians on the roadside stopped one after another.

"Bang!"

Zhang Yuanqing kicked the door open, quickly ran to the driver's seat, and pulled the unconscious driver out of the window.

The heartbeat was normal, there was no trauma, and there was no internal bleeding. Zhang Yuanqing quickly checked and confirmed that the driver was only temporarily unconscious, and felt relieved.

He took out his mobile phone to call the road police and dialed the emergency number while getting rid of passers-by. At the same time, he walked towards the bus, banged the door, and said angrily:

"Why are you driving? Come down here and see if I can beat you."

He was a little angry, angry that his personal safety was threatened. Although with his strength, a car accident of this degree was not life-threatening, but it did not mean that he was not angry.

Because his father died in a car accident, he has always had zero tolerance for drivers who don't drive well.

The bus driver looked confused, as if he couldn't believe he had made such a stupid mistake.

After the road police and ambulance arrived to deal with the traffic accident, Zhang Yuanqing, who suffered a car accident for the first time in his life, finally arrived at the International Building at 10:30 in the morning.

In the luxurious Western-style office, Zhang Yuanqing took a seat under Mr. Bill's warm hospitality.

"Yuanshi Tianzun is here in person. To use your Chinese words, it means the brilliance of plum blossoms!" Mr. Bill opened the cigar box and said:

“This has been my collection for many years.”

But for lungs, it’s okay to have one. Zhang Yuanqing, in the spirit of a businessman, did not refuse the cigars offered by Mr. Bill.

Anne beside her said softly:

"I'll help you!"

She took the cigar, cut the round end with a V-shaped cutter, and lit it with a spray gun.

Today, Annie was dressed very brightly, with eye makeup, lipstick, and a fresh hairdo. She wore a skirt with a white shirt, and two buttons on her chest were unbuttoned, and the white greasy ravines were looming.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at her and happened to meet those beautiful blue eyes, Anne's eyes curved and her smile was gentle.

After Yuanshi Tianzun and Mr. Bill agreed on the deal yesterday, Anne spent the whole night thinking about it. She first paid a scout to do a personality analysis on Yuanshi Tianzun. Based on the scout's advice, she changed her style of Yan Shimei Xing. , put on dignified workplace attire, and her makeup is also simple but exquisite for elite women.

Stop ogling and take the career goddess route.

Oh, by the way, that scout is a scout from the Second Team of Spiritual Realm Walkers in Kangyang District, named Guan Ya.

She is a woman who is very familiar with Yuanshi Tianzun.

This woman, Zhang Yuanqing, took the cigar and took a puff as if nothing had happened, with one thought in her mind:

Boys should protect themselves outside.

From Annie's eyes, he saw something that Zhu Rong also showed yesterday - covetousness.

The Eros profession likes to invest in night wandering gods, Demon Lord is an example, and I am also a night wandering god, and because of my reputation in the arena competition, I have shown abilities and talents that are enough to be taken seriously by any organization. It is inevitable that she wants to seduce me. Zhang Yuanqing is secretly wary. .

He didn't want to fall into the same trap as the Demon Lord, unless Fu Qingyang lent him the item from the knight profession.

Annie smiled and said:

"What would you like to drink, Mr. Yuanshi?"

"Black tea!" Zhang Yuanqing said.

Annie nodded with a reserved smile, opened the door under the wine cabinet, took out a box of black tea, and started boiling water.

Glancing at the female assistant who was busy with her head down, Mr. Bill couldn't wait to get to the point:

"What is it you want to sell?"

Zhang Yuanqing said:

"A prop, a prop of saint quality."

"The quality of a saint?!" After hearing this, Mr. Bill's spirit perked up, his eyes became eager, and he said:

"Can I see its properties?"

"Of course." Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the scarecrow from the gang warehouse and quickly put it down.

Mr. Bill, who was about to reach out to take it, was stunned for a moment, but he didn't care. He lowered his head and looked at the scarecrow first. With his knowledge, he quickly judged that it was a prop of the witch master.

Mr. Bill's eyes suddenly lit up. Witches and Gu Masters are evil professions. They are rarer in number and more powerful than lawful professions. The saint props of evil professions are more valuable than lawful professions.

Thinking this is a good deal, Mr. Bill picked up the scarecrow, held it in his hand, and waited for a few seconds until the properties of the item emerged.

Mr. Bill couldn't wait to check the properties of the item.

After a few seconds, Mr. Bill dropped the scarecrow with an electric shock, as if it were hot to the touch.

"What's wrong? Mr. Bill."

Annie, who was making tea, asked with concern.

It's nothing, he just doesn't want to fall in love with pig tails. Zhang Yuanqing saw Bill's reaction and smiled in his eyes.

"Hiss~" Mr. Bill gasped and said:

"There is no doubt that this is a very powerful prop, but at the same time, it also has fatal flaws. Mr. Yuanshi, the price I can give is 10 million RMB. This is not a price to suppress you.

"You should know that normal humans would never accept such a price and would rather not have its functions."

Ten million? High-quality extraordinary props have this price. You profiteer Zhang Yuanqing shook his head and said in a serious tone:

"Mr. Bill, the reason why you think so is because you belong to a lawful profession and you have a higher moral bottom line. But there is no lower limit for evil professions. I believe that with Mr. Bill's connections, we can find a suitable group for it."

He implicitly said that you can sell this item to evil professions.

According to the rules and regulations of the Five Elements Alliance and the Taiyi Sect, it is a serious crime to associate with evil professions. But abroad, in countries ruled by capitalism, interests come first. Although law and evil are hostile, the boundaries are not so strict.

The phenomenon of doing business occasionally is extremely common.

Bill was silent.

Zhang Yuanqing continued: "Moreover, sometimes the price is not an advantage. According to my personal experience, the price of the scarecrow has helped me overcome many difficulties."

Hearing this, Mr. Bill became interested:

"for example?"

For example, your female assistant should never try to seduce me. Zhang Yuanqing said slowly:

"It can help me resist all beauties. I believe it will be very popular among you."

There is a love profession abroad, and not all spiritual practitioners are LSPs, but they cannot fight against physiological instincts. At this time, the role of the scarecrow becomes apparent.

Mr. Bill suddenly realized that he finally understood why Yuanshi Tianzun could resist Annie's temptation many times.

After pondering for a moment, he said:

"What you say makes sense, but not everyone can bear the price. Moreover, compared to the price paid by the Scarecrow, I believe more people will choose to indulge in love."

"No, Mr. Bill, I think you made a mistake." Zhang Yuanqing said solemnly:

"I don't have to sell it to you. If you can't give me a price that satisfies me, why don't I hand it over to the organization. With my merits and status, I believe that the Five Elements Alliance will buy it at a premium."

This is the truth. If Mr. Bill wants to keep the price as low as possible, then there is no need for Zhang Yuanqing to trade with him, and the same goes for selling to the Five Elements Alliance.

Seeing that Mr. Bill didn't speak, he added:

"Of course, if you think the scarecrow is indeed worthless, you can refuse. As for business, we can negotiate if we can, and forget it if we can't."

Bill thought for a long time and asked:

“What’s your ideal price?”

He threw the question back.

At this time, Annie had just finished making tea. With her smooth and slender hands, she carefully held the hot tea and handed it to Zhang Yuanqing:

"Mr. Yuanshi, your black tea."

Just after she finished speaking, Annie's fingers seemed to have been accidentally burned. She shook her hands and splashed the hot tea on Zhang Yuanqing's crotch.

! ! !

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing showed agility that even "businessmen" marveled at. While raising his hand to block the hot tea, Zhang Yuanqing bowed and raised his buttocks.

Part of the hot water splashed on the leather sofa, making a muffled sound, and part of it splashed on the back of his hand.

Zhang Yuanqing's face twitched in pain.

"Sorry sorry."

Annie apologized profusely, took out a tissue and wiped the back of his hand, her face full of guilt and distress.

This woman did it on purpose, but pouring boiling water on my crotch was too vicious. Zhang Yuanqing frowned.

The transaction has not been completed yet, so he suppressed his displeasure and said:

"Eight million in cash, plus a prop."

Mr. Bill nodded: "Yes, but it can only be props of extraordinary quality."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately said: "I want that perfect human skin."

Mr. Bill was obviously stunned for a moment and hesitated:

"No problem, but I must remind you that the previous and previous owner of that prop met a miserable end."

I know, one was hacked to death, and the other was turned into a call girl and creampied in turn. Zhang Yuanqing said calmly:

"I see."

Although that prop is strange, its ability to bear cause and effect is too strong. If used well, it will be a magical tool that can play unexpected roles.

The main reason why Zhang Yuanqing chose him is that he can let the Yin Corpse wear it, and then the consciousness can take over from the Yin Corpse. In this way, it doesn't matter even if the Yin Corpse is full of big men. The one being bullied is the Dead No. 1. What does it have to do with me, Yuanshi Tianzun.

The two signed an agreement immediately and exchanged props. Annie wrote down the card number given by Zhang Yuanqing and went out to find a financial transfer.

Yuanshi Tianzun's identity has been made public, so there is no need to trade in cash.

Zhang Yuanqing held the thin human skin with both hands. After a few seconds, the attributes of the item appeared:

[Name: Perfect Human Skin]

[Type: special props]

[Function: Disguise]

[Introduction: A certain indescribable existence fell in love with a woman who could not love. In order to get the girl of his dreams, that existence created this prop, disguised himself as the woman's husband, and successfully got her. After the woman knew the truth, she was so distraught that she cursed that anyone who used this prop would not end well. 】

[Note 1: The time for that being to have sex with a woman is 60 minutes. No matter what you do with it, please do not exceed this time. 】

[Note 2: No one can discover your disguise, unless it is God. 】

The introduction of this prop has a story. It turns out that it is a cursed prop. No wonder the previous owners have met with bad fates. Zhang Yuanqing put away the human skin with great satisfaction.

He originally wanted to choose the "Scavenger Hat", but the treasure-hunting function of that item overlapped with that of Xiaoduobi, and the "hidden" ability had little effect on the saint. He was about to participate in the killing dungeon and be promoted. Holy man, the scavenger hat can't keep up with him.

"It's a pleasure to work with you. I hope I can have another chance next time."

Zhang Yuanqing stood up and said goodbye.

After reluctantly sending her "sweetheart" away, Annie stepped on her high heels and quickly returned to the office, shouting:

"Mr. Bill, did you hear that? Just now Yuanshi Tianzun said that the prop was the reason why he resisted my temptation. Now that he has sold the prop to you, do I have a chance?"

Bill thought for a while and said sincerely:

"If you stick a pig's tail in your butt, I believe Yuanshi Tianzun will be in your pocket."

Five p.m.

Zhang Yuanqing returned home exhausted. He lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and frowned little by little.

"Am I too unlucky today?"

After saying goodbye to Bill in the morning, he encountered an elevator malfunction in the elevator of the International Building. The car plummeted dozens of meters and there was a scream in the car.

Although there was no near miss later, Zhang Yuanqing was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

While shopping with his aunt, he was almost hit by a car; because his aunt was too beautiful, he was picked on by a middle-aged man wearing angel wing short-sleeves; his cell phone accidentally fell into the toilet.

Coupled with the car accident, he was splashed with scalding water.

This is wrong, this must be wrong. He frowned, and a guess flashed in his mind:

curse!

"But it's wrong. If it was a curse, I would be dead by now. How can there be such a mild curse? Maybe it's just my bad luck?"

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while and sent a message to Aunt Xiaoyuan:

Yuanshi Tianzun: "I seem to be cursed. I have bad luck today, but it feels like normal bad luck. Can I go to the Wuhen Hotel?"

Breaking the curse was easy, just use the magic pestle, but he wanted to seek professional help first to confirm whether he was really cursed.

Magical Aunt Madoka: "If you have bad luck, you should stay quiet and give me your home address."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately sent the community address.

Forty minutes later, a message from Magic Aunt Madoka came:

"I have arrived."

Zhang Yuanqing left the room, walked out of the entrance hall, and came to the corridor. Looking down from the corridor window, he saw a white car parked downstairs.

"I'll be down right away."

He replied with a message, took the elevator to the first floor, and opened the door.

The white car window slowly lowered, and Aunt Xiao Yuan was sitting in the driver's seat, mature, sexy, and bright.

Zhang Yuanqing smiled and quickly moved closer.

Suddenly, Madoka's expression changed and she said anxiously: "Be careful!"

PS: I’ll correct typos first and then I’ll correct them. Today is just one chapter. I’ll finish it soon. I want to think about the details of the next plot.

Note 1: I wrote the wrong end of the previous chapter. It was not noon but night. I was confused when I wrote it in the middle of the night. It has been revised.