It turned out that Lin Zhan's move against the Caesar family had been pre-arranged by Lin Zhan and Di Xin. Ever since Lin Zhan first visited the Human King's Hall and met Caesar, he had set his sights on him.
After returning to Huaxia, Lin Zhan was delighted when he sent people to investigate the Caesar family's assets. Di Xin was pleased, Shang Tang nodded, and then they happened to encounter Octavian, this scoundrel who always ripped off elders.
Thus, the aforementioned events unfolded. Lin Zhan also wanted to take this opportunity to attack Rome, but unfortunately, before it could be implemented, it was stillborn. Lin Zhan, this little sparrow, ultimately couldn't outwit Di Xin, this old rogue.
After listening to Lin Zhan's explanation, Zhang Lingxiu sighed and said, "Husband, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Relax. After we've dealt with the Dragon Binding Rope in a while, then we can... (This part, dear readers, you don't like to read, so Xiaoyue won't write it. Everyone is posting, everyone is posting (^_−)☆(*^▽^*)）"
The two things Lin Zhan was most interested in were: first, his wife Zhang Lingxiu, and second, kidnapping for money.
Hearing his wife's hint, Lin Zhan immediately felt energized: "Yes, yes, it's my wife who's right. No more fighting. You can hit me however you want a year from now. For now, I'll spend my time with my wife."
Zhang Lingxiu looked at the pig-like Lin Zhan and covered her mouth, giggling: "Let's go, husband. Let's go decorate the room. I've already notified the servants to bring over the furniture we need."
Meanwhile, the young Taoist Zhang Haoming cheerfully said to the Buddha son, "Octavian is a descendant of Caesar from the Human King's Hall. Our boss chopped him down as soon as he said it. We've known each other for a long time. I hope we don't have to reach this point."
The Buddha son looked at the fair-skinned, chubby little boy and shook his head: "I hope not, absolutely not. We're old friends, let's talk things through properly."
Then he looked at Master Sanmuha on the communicator and shouted, "Master, send the money. These people are too wild, they're really not treating me well."
Sanmuha looked at Zhang Haoming and said, "Kid, we admit this. You name a price. Don't be too greedy. How about we go with the same amount as last time?"
Zhang Haoming thought of the crystal cores Lin Zhan had tricked Sanmuha out of last time, and shook his head: "Master Sanmuha, you are a quasi-king. Is it really okay to trick a child like me? And I must tell you, I am a Taoist. If you bald monks fall into my hands, do you think I'll treat you well?"
Sanmuha looked at Zhang Haoming and said, "How can you possibly be a Taoist? Why aren't you wearing a Taoist robe?"
The young Taoist Zhang Haoming rolled his eyes and said, "Thirty-third generation disciple of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, Zhang Haoming. Have you heard of me, Master Sanmuha? What advice do you have for me? As for not wearing a Taoist robe, it's just because I have the means. Lin Zhan is my brother-in-law. Let alone not wearing a Taoist robe, what's the big deal if I wear a suit and harvest corn?"
Sanmuha shook his head: "I didn't expect you Taoists to have such prosperous days. I always thought only we could get rich. Tell me, how much do you want?"
The young Taoist Zhang Haoming said arrogantly: "Since we're old acquaintances, you don't need to give me too much. Just the same price as Adam Soul. Give me 1 million Lord-level crystal cores."
Sanmuha exclaimed in shock: "How much? Kid, I'm telling you, don't try to ask for the moon. 1 million, and Lord-level ones? Don't even think about it. At most, 10,000."
Zhang Haoming looked at the flustered Sanmuha and said, "Old man, are you trying to push your luck? Ten thousand. Fine, I'll take it."
Then he turned to Wang Er Zhuang and said, "Brother Er Zhuang, this old guy is being ungrateful. Chop this bald guy into 100 pieces and sell them to his master for 10,000 each."
Sanmuha knew that these Huaxia kids were all impulsive and could do what they said, so he quickly shouted: "No, no, 100,000. I'll raise it to 100,000, okay?"
The young Taoist's eyes darted around, and he said to Sanmuha: "Old bald guy, doesn't your religious rule forbid marriage?"
Sanmuha was stunned by the question and nodded: "That's right, we are not allowed to marry and have children."
"Hahaha, then I don't want the ransom!" Zhang Haoming laughed heartily.
Then he turned to the dark-skinned guy in the African Special Zone and said, "Er Hei, contact your big brother and tell him to bring me 100 big, fat, dark beauties from the African Special Zone. I'll let them marry this bald guy, the Buddha son. I'll sell the children they have as monkeys. Just say this is Yin San, the current Buddha son, and the direct disciple of the quasi-king Sanmuha. They'll definitely sell for a good price."
As soon as Zhang Haoming finished speaking, the Buddha son, Sanmuha, the Lin family's death warriors, and the powerful men who stayed behind to accompany him, Wang Er Zhuang, Meng Gang, Leng Shan, Zhang Cong, and others, were all stunned.
Then they looked at the young Taoist in shock and said, "Holy crap, this kid is too ruthless. He's even more wicked than Lin Lao Hei."
Sanmuha sighed and said, "Kid, I'm convinced. I'm completely convinced. How about 300,000?"
Zhang Haoming pouted: "I'm selling monkeys."
"500,000"
"I'm still selling monkeys."
"Fine, you're amazing. All the rising stars in Huaxia are amazing. I admit defeat. 1 million. I'll pay you in three days."
Zhang Haoming looked at Sanmuha, who had agreed, and said: "Old bald guy, it's best if you speak to me politely, otherwise I'll switch careers and sell monkeys. You can explain to your disciple yourself."
Sanmuha looked at the Buddha son with tears he couldn't shed: "Disciple, this time, my retirement money, your uncles, your aunts, and your great-grandfather's retirement money have all been spent. You must work hard!"
The Buddha son nodded with tears streaming down his face: "I know, Master. You must send the money quickly, or I'll really become the monkey's father, and you'll be the monkey's grandfather." Sudan Novel Network
On the other side of the communicator, Sanmuha spat out a mouthful of blood, covering the screen: "Quick, save the Master!"
Seeing the Buddha son angering his master to the point of spitting blood, Zhang Haoming said to Wang Er Zhuang: "Brother Er Zhuang, our organization has gained another VIP-plus member. You must take good care of him. In the future, when we get married, pay bride price, have children, and hold full moon celebrations, it will all depend on them."
"With 2 million Lord-level crystal cores in hand, it's enough for my big brother to assemble a main army of 4 million. But we're still short of 3,4 million in military expenses. Where should we get it from?" the young Taoist Zhang Haoming said, his gaze falling on the brothers Andrei Ivanov and Viktor Ivanov.
Then he continued, "What can these two brothers come up with? Bear monkeys or monkey bears? Or maybe gorillas."
Andrei Ivanov and Viktor Ivanov looked at Zhang Haoming's terrifying gaze and quickly said, "We are allies! Your big brother is also our friend."
Zhang Haoming smiled sinisterly: "It's precisely because we are friends that it's easier to strike."