My right eye is a god-level computer

The leader shouted: "I will make you lose your mind first, rob, and hand over the ginseng to me!"

But he saw Mr. Huo was unmoved, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Unreasonable, don't know how to live or die!"

He flashed away.

A bodyguard-like figure rushed up behind him, took out a pitch-black metal stick from his arms, and stretched it out directly at the villagers' shoulders!

Sigh...

There was the sound of electric current and the smell of burning.

The villager with the hoe fell down!

Everyone was surprised!

Even several other villagers who were about to rebel froze in place.

That is...

Electric batons!

Can he meditate on an electric baton? !

Mr. Huo grinned, "I can even invite the four-eyed master from the T-two area, let alone some weapons from the T-two area? You low-class people listen carefully, you have no choice but to accept Such a tragic fate!"

"And that number eight!"

"He has no choice but to die in front of me today!"

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immediately.

Mr. Huo took an electric baton from the bodyguard and played with it in his hand.

Casually said: "Boss Zhao, why don't you announce the result soon?"

But Boss Zhao burst out with arrogance, "No... no, I have to be fair, and I have to wait for the No. [-] son to come back!"

Mr. Huo grinned, "You sharp-headed businessman, you want to earn an extra commission...Let me tell you, my ginseng..."

Mr. Huo said.

Looking at his row of ginseng with a face full of relief, he was suddenly taken aback.

On the glass balls hanging from the roots of the ginseng, the rays of light flowed, slowly converging like a liquid, and then suddenly left the glass ball like a drop of water with a 'boo' sound, like a firefly, slowly drifting towards the east!

"what's the situation?!"

Not only Mr. Huo was a little dazed, but even Master Simu put on a magnifying lens to watch carefully.

Mental power is gone?

Never seen this kind of situation? !

Everyone subconsciously looked to the east!

In the dense forest, a huge group of light came from far to near, and then the white light pierced through the gaps in the dense forest like sharp swords and shot into the sky!

The 'fireflies' flying out of Mr. Huo's ginseng are also converging towards that light cluster!

next moment.

I saw a figure stepping out of the dense forest step by step.

The bright light suddenly bloomed!

The glaring white light, like a nuclear bomb explosion, made everyone's vision white for an instant, and then their eyes hurt, and they closed their eyes with a cry of pain, and covered them with their palms at the same time!

"My eyes hurt!"

"This fucking, is it the sun?!"

Everyone closed their eyes, but they still clearly felt that the light was approaching, and it was so strong that it could penetrate the palms and eyelids, turning the angle of view into red!

"Everyone, wait a long time."

A man's voice, extremely warm, with a faint smile, resounded in my ears.

Everyone only felt that the light faded.

He opened his extremely dry eyes.

The scene in front of me is dazzling, with an indescribable sense of picture.

A fairy with a white beard reaching the ground and wearing a white robe sat on a tricycle and glanced proudly.

A middle school boy with a 'struggle' ribbon tied on his head squatted on the top of the tricycle with towering cargo, giggling.

A stern-looking girl with short hair leaned on the side of the tricycle with her arms folded, tilting her head and looking at everyone.

And the front.

An extremely handsome young man in a white shirt, with a smile that could melt everything, stood with his hands behind his back.

And on the shoulders of the young man, sat a small fat doll made of plant roots!

The fat baby was holding a big orb in his hand. Countless 'fireflies' from ginseng circled around it, then plunged into it and disappeared.

What are those! ! !

Boss Zhao stretched out his neck and looked at the spiritual ginseng piled up more than 1 meter high in the tricycle body.

stunned.

"Ah this..."

"Here..."

"you..."

"The ginseng, piled there like cabbage?"

"This ginseng-digging team looks a little cool!"

Dozens of low-class residents also felt a cold breath from the soles of their feet!

he came!

That man is back!

What's that in the car?

It's really a whole truckload of ginseng!

So much ginseng!How much is that?Can you count them? !

And what is that thing on Mr. Eight's shoulder?

It seems so arrogant!

But Brother Liu chuckled, "Boss Zhao, can you make an inventory?"

Boss Zhao, who was obese, recovered from the huge shock, and suddenly saluted, "Ah, yes!"

Subsequently.

Boss Zhao's voice was choked up, his hands were trembling, and he rushed directly to the tricycle.

"what..."

"My god, I'm so lucky to have so many ginsengs. I can see so much wealth, and my death is worth it..."

Boss Zhao burst into tears, counting ginseng tree by tree.

The struggling young man at the top added: "Fatty, you dropped a century-old ginseng on the ground! Are you Parkinson's, and you dropped another thousand-year-old ginseng!"

Boss Zhao wiped his sweat again and again.

This is not my Parkinson's disease, you piled up such a valuable ginseng into a mountain, and if I randomly smoked a ginseng, it would directly cause a landslide!

at this time.

Brother Liu glanced at Mr. Huo.

I saw this handsome guy with a pale complexion and trembling lips.

He murmured: "This situation is not good."

Master Four Eyes also trembled, but his mind was steady, "Don't worry, Mr. Huo, I will not make a mistake. Don't look at him piled up like a mountain, the total is not as good as ours!"

talking.

Master Four Eyes secretly glanced at the fat baby on Liu Di's shoulder.

He gasped slightly.

that thing...

Master Simu was suspicious, could it be the legendary Wannian ginseng?

But, that's just a legend?

No one can prove its existence!

It's impossible to be dug by him, right?

"The inventory is complete!"

After a full 20 minutes, Boss Zhao suddenly raised his head. There was a trace of inexplicable meaning in his expression. After a pause, he still said, "If the ginseng of the ten-year unit is used as the unit, the total number of ginseng of Mr. The son is missing 23 trees!"

When everyone heard this, their faces changed!

I rely on, no!

Although there are many No. [-] sons, there are few senior ones!

The gap of 23 trees!

Let me do the math, No. 23 son must pay [-] mental power!

What an exaggerated figure!

In our place, people with 5 spiritual power are all wealthy people!

Everyone looked terrified!

It's over!

No. [-] son can't afford to pay at all!

at this time.

Mr. Huo and Master Simu finally let out a sigh of relief!

"Hahahaha!"

"Garbage is garbage!"

"God won't help you, let me tell you, I already knew that the total amount of ginseng in Dongshan can't compare with Xishan!"

The laughter of the two resounded through the sky.

But Liu Di and the three-person ginseng digging team all looked indifferent!

Brother Liu said slowly: "Boss Zhao is worthy of being a businessman. There are nearly 200 ginseng trees in three years. You can calculate them clearly only by mental calculation."

"Ha ha."

Boss Zhao showed an embarrassed smile, "Master No. [-], you should think about how to deal with the compensation."

Brother Liu shook his head slightly, "It's a pity that Boss Zhao missed one."

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Boss Zhao's eyes lit up immediately!

He had long guessed that the 'fat baby' on Liu Di's shoulder was not a mortal thing!

He came to Liu Di's side and stared at it, "Master No. [-], your tree is not the legendary Wannian ginseng?!"

Liu Di smiled lightly: "It is said that it is Wannian ginseng, which underestimates it. 'Wannian' is at most its unit of description."

Ok? !

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up, and they tried their best to get closer, staring at the 'fat baby'!

Liu Di said: "It has a lifespan of ten thousand years, which is the most basic, but as for the tens of thousands of years, there is no way to verify it. I only know that it is the well-deserved king of the mountain!"