"Lord Yin Soldiers, are you satisfied with the food?”
Seeing that the two Yin soldiers had finished the food on the table, Ninth Uncle began to speak with a smile on his face.
"Mm, not bad! Not bad!"
The fat ghost soldier answered with satisfaction while staring at the ghost money in front of Ninth Uncle. His greedy expression was extremely clear.
"Since the two sirs are eating happily, this one will explain what I want to say!”As he spoke, Ninth Uncle picked up the Ghost Coin in his hand and handed it to the fat soldier.""Ah Wang, the child who accidentally saw the two of you last night, is the son of my good friend. He is still young and doesn't know anything. If the two of you don't mind, can you accept this money and let the child off?”
The fat ghost soldier grabbed the ghost money from Ninth Uncle's hand and began to count it while drooling. A cold smile appeared on his face.
The skinny ghost soldier saw this and tilted his head to look at the ghost money in the fat ghost soldier's hand. After the fat ghost soldier finished counting the ghost money, he stood up.
"Lin Fengjiao, you want to keep that little guy alive with just two hundred thousand taels of Underworld money? Don't you think this deal is a little too cheap?”After saying that, the thin Yin soldier picked up the whip at the side and sneered at Ninth Uncle.
"That's right, Lin Fengjiao. We came here together. How can we split 200,000 taels?”
The fat ghost soldier also imitated the thin ghost soldier and stood up straight. Then, he threw the ghost money in his hand on the table, revealing an angry expression.
F * ck!
200,000 taels of nether money was too little!
Lin Fan was really starting to get angry. Looking at these two greedy Yin soldiers, he couldn't help but clench his fists.
If it wasn't for his uncle, Lin Fan would have let these two Yin soldiers have a taste of the Ten Thousand Thunder Strikes under a million volts!
"Oh? Do you think it's too little?"
Ninth Uncle looked very troubled when he saw this. Then, he smiled and said,"Actually, I also want to give the two lords more nether money, but if Lord Wang Ming finds out about this, I wonder if the two lord nether soldiers will be implicated?”
"Wang Ming?"
When they heard Ninth Uncle say this name, the two ghost soldiers were stunned, but then they burst into deafening laughter at the same time.
This scene surprised Ninth Uncle. Wang Ming was originally his trump card, and he had used his name to suppress the two reapers.
Meanwhile, Lin Fan was confused. Who was this "Wang Ming" who had suddenly appeared?
"Why are the two lords laughing?"
Hearing Ninth Uncle's question, the fat Yin soldier stopped smiling and said seriously,""Wang Ming? That reapers had been reduced to ashes some time ago? Don't you know?"
"What is it? It turned into ashes?" Ninth Uncle couldn't believe his ears and asked loudly.
"Hehe, that guy offended a big shot. Tsk, tsk, tsk, he died a miserable death!”
"This is... How is this possible?" Ninth Uncle felt that the two Yin soldiers were lying to him, but he still didn't want to believe the truth.
"Alright, Lin Fengjiao, you've lost your biggest bargaining chip. Now, let's talk about our conditions!”
The thin Yin soldier didn't give Ninth Uncle any time to think. He jumped onto the table and laughed,""Leave that child alive. Sure! But you have to give us one million taels of nether money! Otherwise, forget it! You have to know that if a mortal sees a ghost soldier passing by and his soul is stolen, the ghost soldier doesn't need to explain! Kekekeke!"
"One million taels!"
This time, not only Ninth Uncle, even Lin Fan, Qiu Sheng, and Wen Cai who were not far away from him shouted out.
These two ghostly soldiers were really despicable. They actually demanded a million taels of nether money.
Just 200,000 taels of nether money alone was enough to make Ninth Uncle suffer the punishment of hell. If it was 1,000,000 taels of nether money, he would probably be sent straight to the eighteenth level of hell!
"What's wrong? Are you unwilling?"
The two Yin soldiers narrowed their eyes and looked at the few of them. The whips in their hands had already begun to rub against each other.
"Alright, I'll go. Fine!"
Ninth Uncle thought about it for a long time, then sighed helplessly and agreed to the other party's request.
"Hmph, that's more like it. Go get another 800,000 taels of nether money and burn it in front of us!”
Seeing that their goal had been achieved, the two Yin soldiers revealed a very proud smile. Then, they crossed their legs and sneered.
"Got it."
Ninth Uncle agreed and then turned around to walk into the house.
"Clang!"
Who knew that before Ninth Uncle could walk far, the stone table in the middle of the courtyard suddenly exploded. Lin Fan kept slapping his palms and looked at the two ghost soldiers angrily.
"Brat, do you want to die?"
? The two Yin soldiers who were originally very pleased with themselves saw Lin Fan suddenly attack. They instantly rose into the air and picked up their whips to scold him.
"Lin Fan! You can't do this!"
Ninth Uncle knew that Lin Fan was about to flare up. He quickly stopped Lin Fan and said loudly,"The two of them are Yin soldiers of the Netherworld. They have the aura of the Netherworld on their bodies. If you kill them, you will have their aura on your body. If the Netherworld finds out about this, you will be consigned to eternal damnation! Do you know?"
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