Urban God-level Selection System

"thanks, thanks."

Although he was beaten, the stinky-mouthed man was holding the fifty thousand dollars with joy on his face, enduring the dizziness in his mind, and ran away like he did.

Although the other three people in front of Zhang Wanlin were beaten badly, at this moment they could no longer take care of the injuries, and they all stood up, looking excited, waiting for Zhang Wanlin to come over to reward the money! Another 50,000 yuan for a slap and a seat in line to buy flowers is too good value. A smart person would choose to change it, because 50,000 yuan is their salary for more than half a year! Zhang Wanlin carried the box and walked over. The man who was the closest to him immediately said excitedly: "Brother, I'm ready, you can fight."

"Oh! Really!"

Zhang Wanlin said with a cold smile, "But you let me fight, not what I want to fight."

"Of course, as long as you give me fifty thousand elder brother, I will let you play, and then I will give you this seat."

The male character rubbed his hands excitedly, and with this fifty thousand, he could buy the latest Guo Twelve for the girl she was after.

When the girl was moved, she went to open a room with him, and then she was happy, and it was so cool to fish her with the same money as pie in the world.

Zhang Wanlin nodded, took out fifty thousand yuan and slapped the man on the face, and then, without giving him a chance to thank him, he slapped him aside.

These individuals, while talking about his trash and not worthy of a girlfriend, are now doing things to lose their dignity. Every time Zhang Wanlin slaps, he doesn't feel refreshed, all he feels is the gloom of human nature.

At this time, the true sacred art of Sanskrit Gu in his body was moving, and the power of Buddhism revolved around him. If there is a martial arts expert to meet now, he will definitely find that Zhang Wanlin's power is sublimating! And this person is just there! In the Yipin Jiangshan Flower Shop at this time, the Miaoling woman who was wrapping flowers for the guests suddenly moved her eyes directly through a figure in front of her, and finally locked on the last Zhang Wanlin.

"Master Buddhism?"

After the Miaoling woman murmured in surprise, she gave the wrapped flowers to the guests, and then ordered the fat girl who was eating next to her and said, "Xiaolian, you come for me."

After that, Miao Ling ignored the dissatisfaction call of the next guest and walked directly out of the flower shop, and her beauty also attracted the attention of some people in front of her.

But more people are only paying attention to Zhang Wanlin's behavior, because Zhang Wanlin is now distributing money, and they are likely to get all the queues! "it's your turn."

Zhang Wanlin naturally felt that he was bathed in the buddha. Unfortunately, he only wanted to buy flowers to give to the beauties to calm the beauties, so he did not intend to practice.

When the three nosy people were slapped by Zhang Wanlin, they left with a lot of tickets contentedly.

The Miaoling woman witnessed this scene with her own eyes. She looked at Zhang Wanlin in disbelief. This Buddhist master could bully ordinary people so inferiorly. What a Buddhist master?

"It's really a shame to Buddhism!"

The Miaoling woman yelled, and then her figure rushed towards Zhang Wanlin like the wind. Originally, when Zhang Wanlin was about to buy a man's seat for 30,000 yuan, the Miaoling woman's palm came.

Feeling the strong wind on the surface, a strong momentum swept over him, Zhang Wanlin directly put the money in the box, and then directly raised one foot and kicked the fist of the visitor.

When Quan Jin and Leg Jin collided, Zhang Wanlin and Miao Ling's girl were shaken back three or four steps each. Among them, Miao Ling's girl stepped back three steps, and Zhang Wanlin's four steps backed up and stood apart! "Ok?

Such a master is hidden here?

Incredible. "

Zhang Wanlin looked at the young girl who looked at her angrily in surprise, and asked puzzledly, "Little girl, why are you hitting me?"

Miao Ling said coldly: "As a Buddhist master, why do you bully the weak?

What kind of Buddha are you?

It was a shame and lost home. "

"Hey, extraordinary girl, don't you bother me to make money?"

The person who was disturbed to collect the money rushed between Zhang Wanlin and Miaoling woman unhappily, and scolded Miaoling woman angrily: "We are all voluntarily beaten, do you have any opinions?"

"Yes, we are all voluntarily beaten, can you control it?

Sell ​​your flowers well, is it not good to be a fairy among your flowers?

If you want to disturb our good deeds, don't you see others make money? "

More and more people are accusing the young woman who is called the extraordinary woman. Even if they come to buy flowers, they just want to see this woman's beauty. At this moment, it becomes worthless in the face of interests.

They can't touch this kind of woman, so it's better to have a real ticket. At this time, this woman prevents them from making money, so why should they be polite?

Curse directly! Buffalo's anger reached its climax when she heard these people's ugly curses. She opened her mouth and spit out, and the sonic offensive swept out: "Get away from my mother!"

With a roar, the people who were lining up and pointing at her suddenly covered their ears in pain, and then turned around and fled in fright.

Zhang Wanlin was the first to bear the brunt and received special care from the extraordinary woman. Most of Sonic Kungfu rushed towards him.

"Huh! Banmen get the axe."

Zhang Wanlin hummed and lifted his hand, and the guqin around the beam was directly taken out by him. Then the sound of the piano floated out, and the same sonic offensive rushed out.

The power of the two continued to dissolve in midair. After a while, the power of the roar of the extraordinary woman was dissipated, and Zhang Wanlin's piano sound was also stopped by him pressing the string.

"you!"

The extraordinary woman looked at the Guqin in Zhang Wanlin's hands in shock, "You actually own the Raoliang Guqin, who are you?"

Zhang Wanlin shrugged: "I'm just an ordinary person. I want to buy bouquets. Because I don't have enough time, I want to spend money to end the line as soon as possible, but people who are insulted in every way and can't help beating, what do you want?"

"Did the police take me?"

Zhang Wanlin looked at the extraordinary woman with a smile, "Or, as the owner of this store, don't you sell me the flowers?"

"Ha! Those splatters, I stand up for them, but they speak bad words to me. It seems that I am just being nosy."

After listening to Zhang Wanlin's explanation and her personal experience, Buffalo chose to believe it.

"Forget it, you and I don't know each other, come in, I will sell you flowers."

Buffalo said that she turned around and entered the flower shop, and then said, "But since you have money and you need to spend urgently, then I plan to take advantage of the fire."

"Oh, whatever."

Zhang Wanlin said, throwing the two boxes of money on the ground, "If you want, these are all yours, you can get me nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine roses."

Didn't Han Juan say that 999 roses are the best to show love and apologize?

Wouldn’t it be better if he doubled the number ten times to make this love apology more impeccable?