Chapter 1097 I will give you 100,000!

"No, no more, and... and the life of the blind monk is worthless, 30,000 or 50,000 is enough."

Meimei's head shaking like a rattle.

Perhaps because of the large amplitude, even the breasts on Meimei's chest swayed wildly.

The lazy ghosts and the old Taoists on the side were dazzled.

"I said that if there is less, there will be less."

Zhang Fan smiled faintly and said, "Let's do this, can I give you 100,000?"

"Damn! Are you serious?"

Meimei asked excitedly when she saw that Zhang Fan didn't look like she was joking.

"My benefactor! I saw you at the warrior underground market the day before yesterday, and I felt that I was particularly destined to do so. I won't say much about it. From today on, you will be my reborn parent."

Old Taoist Nanfeng excitedly stepped forward and pulled Zhang Fan's hands, almost kneeling to thank him.

"Sir is really kind and generous. I felt very familiar when I saw him on the ring that day. Now it seems that it makes me feel like I have found a relative."

The lazy guy is also unprincipled and has no bottom line, and he said shamelessly.

Even the blind monk who was knocked away several meters away stood up and hurriedly walked to Zhang Fan.

"Amitabha, donor, there are not many people like you who are stupid, have a lot of money and good intentions in this world. I accept this hundred thousand."

The blind monk rubbed his hands, then reached in front of Zhang Fan, looking like he was waiting for Zhang Fan to get the money.

Seeing the monk who was hit by a car several meters away, who was fine at all, and was blind and could move freely, Zhang Fan was not surprised at all.

When he walked over, he found that the aura of a blind monk was no different from that of a normal person.

He was not injured at all because he was hit by a car.

And his strength is very good. Even if he is blind, he will not restrict any action.

"You... are you short of money?"

Zhang Fan took out a bank card for them, and Zhang Fan himself was not very clear about how much money it was.

However, Zhang Fan was very curious about whether these four people were short of money.

"Damn! Benefactor, that's really a shortage."

Meimei quickly replied, and at the same time pushed the monk to Zhang Fan, saying, "Do you want to hire him as a thug? The kind that has more money and less trouble is the best."

For a moment, black lines appeared on Zhang Fan's face.

God is so much money and less trouble.

"I want to hire four of you to stay by my side and protect me while protecting the people around me."

Zhang Fan was completely defeated by this strange foursome and said helplessly.

"Hold four of us at the same time?"

Meimei, lazy ghost, blind monk, and old Taoist, without exception, shook her head without thinking.

"Handsome guy, it's enough to have a blind monk stay by your side to protect you. We still have to look for the young master."

Meimei said confidently.

The lazy ghost and the old Taoist kept nodding, expressing their agreement.

"Why is it that I alone earn money to support you three? Amitabha, don't think that I can bully me. This is impossible."

How could a blind monk suffer this loss?

He refused very simply.

As for Zhang Fan, he was even more messy in the wind.

I'm the employer, okay?

When is it your turn to be picky?

If Zhang Fan hadn't had a good mentality and was not happy to get angry, he would have been so angry that he would have died on the spot by these four strange creatures.

"No need to talk about it?"

Meimei's eyes suddenly became extremely cold and she stared at the blind monk and asked.

But the blind monk was not afraid and snorted coldly without considering it: "No need to talk about it!"

"Okay! Then the three of us stay and work for our benefactors. You go find the young master."

Meimei said with a pout.

The blind monk was stunned.

Damn?

Am I redundant?

Then I'll leave?

"Who are you young master?

Zhang Fan looked at the four of them curiously and asked.

The four people in front of me seemed very normal to look at each one, but when they got together, they were clearly four strange ones.

But it’s still a weirdo with good martial arts cultivation.

What brand of young master can control these four people?

"No, don't know..."

A glimmer of gloom flashed in Meimei's eyes, and she shook her head helplessly.

If they knew who their young master was, they would not have been able to search for him for more than ten or twenty years without any results.

Zhang Fan: “…”

I can't talk about it this day, otherwise Zhang Fan wouldn't know if he would be led by the four of them.

"The money has been given to you. Do you want to accept my employment? You can think about it carefully."

"I have other things, so I'll leave first."

The agreed consultation started at almost nine o'clock, and now it is less than half an hour left.

It's too late to go, but it's not good.

"Goodbye, benefactor!"

"Da Dad! Have a good journey!"

"I hope next time I don't have money, I will meet you who are stupid and have more money."

As soon as Zhang Fan left, Meimei, the blind monk and the old Taoist Nanfeng bowed deeply to Zhang Fan's back.

Zhang Fan, who had already walked to the car door, staggered.

He can't afford to offend this weird four-man group.

"Let's go!"

When he sat back into the Maybach car, Zhang Fan patted the driver on the shoulder and signaled that he didn't have to worry, just drive well.

The matter has been solved by him anyway.

But Gu Weixiong looked at Zhang Fan with some confusion and said curiously: "Do you know these four people? What have you said?"

"I also met these four strange guys when I went to the Warriors' underground market with Boss Long the day before yesterday. I just didn't understand why they suddenly wanted to be born after staying in the underground market for more than ten or twenty years?"

Zhang Fan shook his head funny, feeling a little regretful at the same time.

Although these four people are weird, if possible, he still wants to keep the four people by his side and use them for his own use.

now.

Meimei, the blind monk, Nanfeng Old Taoist, and the lazy ghost, the four of them are like the hotel doormen.

Standing on one side of the road, watching Maybach and two Mercedes-Benz S600s leave.

After the vehicle completely left, the three of them looked excitedly at the bank card in their hands.

Then, Meimei suddenly asked a question that made everyone messy in the wind.

"Then, what... Did the benefactor just mentioned the password of the bank card?"

For a moment.

The four of them kept the strange quiet in a tacit understanding.

Wait half a minute later.

"I'll go back to prison."

Old Dao Nanfeng made a decision immediately without thinking.
To be continued...