The third master didn't know this. Seeing Wu Liang put this mini palace in his arms like a baby, he thought Mr. Wu liked it so much that he couldn't live without this thing for a while, and he looked contemptuous.

Wu Liang glared at him, his eyes were like pandas, and his fat hands swollen like steamed buns, and he dared to despise him.

"Okay, clean up, it's time for us to leave."

With the small world in hand, what Wu Liang wants to do most at this moment is to go home and study it slowly, and he doesn’t even have to watch the good show of Zhenlongtang and Yushuimen.

Although he has now broken through the Golden Pill, which is equivalent to the Three Flowers of a Warrior, the suppression of heaven and earth is too powerful, and Wu Liang cannot guarantee that he can kill the Three Flowers of Strong Man.

"Leave?"

Mr. Huang didn't care about the pain in his hand, and soon said excitedly: "Master, have you succeeded?"

"What's the success?"

"Money! Shenwu Department is so rich, but you haven't made tens of millions back?"

The third master's face changed, as if Wu Liang had done something evil and was anxious, and he shouted: "That's all people's money and ointment. Master Wu, you won't be successful, right?"

Wu Liang gave him a blank look, the fat man became more and more vulgar.

The money from Shenwu was like his. Besides, tens of millions of dollars were too slight. He even copied their family's assets, so he still cared about the 30 to 50 million.

But I have to be careful recently. If the Shenwu Department knew that it was his own fault, even if he knew that he could not beat him, those people would probably fight to themselves.

After a moment of silence for a few old ghosts in Shenwu, Wu Liang seemed to have forgotten that this was all good things he did, so he carried Huang San and walked out the door.

The guy from Yushuimen was beaten up by himself. Who knows if he would find someone to block the door? It would be better for him to dodge it first.
Chapter completed!