Ancestral local tyrant system

This time, Fang Jueyu not only sent Zhou Bin to the Super Theological Academy, but also planned to recruit Wang Cong. The magic of the Super Theological Academy amazed the two of them, and Fang Jueyu's second-level mission completion degree finally reached 5.100,000.

"Oh, it's still a hindrance and a long way." Fang Jueyu sighed. If you want to gather 100,000 followers, how can you do it overnight?

He even wanted to publicly enroll students directly on his Weibo, but the current Super Theological Seminary has only a few people in total. They are weak, and there are only a group of incomparable teachers but not many students. The influence is real. It is too weak.

Fang Jueyu needed an opportunity to be recognized and accepted by the public when he became famous at the Super Theological Seminary. In this way, it should not be difficult to gather 100,000 followers.

After two days of incomparably calm, Fang Jueyu was about to forget the last "protection fee" notice, someone came to his door.

"Master, someone is coming!" Fang Jueyu was still asleep, and Gu Yi's voice suddenly awakened him from his sleep.

"Who! It's early in the morning, so let's not let people live!" Fang Jueyu looked at the time, and it was only half past five. Last night, it was two o'clock in the dark with Wang Cong, and he fell asleep without practicing. Too sleepy.

Fang Jueyu has a big problem, that is, getting up very badly. He used to take a nap in the classroom when he was in high school and overslept by accident. The vice principal came to check on the lunch study situation and found Fang Jueyu who was sleeping. The finger tapped twice on his desk.

Fang Jueyu, who was awakened, stood up directly, looking like he was about to hit someone, and suddenly realized that the vice principal was standing in front of him.

Someone disturbed his dreams, how could this not make him angry?

"Master, there are three people here, two young men in their twenties and a middle-aged man in their forties, wearing long robes and carrying swords behind them." Gu Yi said, "it should be the so-called Ancient Cangjian Sect. People."

"Neurotic! Did you really come to me to collect the protection fee?" Fang Jueyu wiped his eyes, Guo Xinyu was still asleep, and didn't seem to realize that Fang Jueyu was awake.

"Master, do you need me to throw them out directly?"

"No need, I'll do it myself!" Fang Jueyu's anger is not normal when he gets up, and he just has nowhere to vent his anger. He must find a catharsis to vent his anger, right?

"Mr. Fang! Gu Cangjian sent Gu Dong to visit!" Just when Fang Jueyu was about to get up, a voice came directly from outside the villa with a deep internal force, and even Guo Xinyu was awakened.

"Um...what's the matter?" Guo Xinyu stretched out, revealing the slender and charming waist under his pajamas.

Fang Jueyu lightly kissed her cheek, "Maybe it's here to collect the tatters, you continue to sleep, I will go down and have a look!"

Guo Xinyu is full of question marks. Will such high-end villas still have people coming in?However, he didn't worry about Fang Jueyu at all. His methods were numerous. No matter what the situation was, it was impossible for him to be in danger.

"MD, get up early in the morning and go crazy!" Fang Jueyu put on his slippers and walked out in a shorts and vest. Although it is already January, the bioelectric current is already comparable to the master of Gang Jin and he has no fear of this cold. .

"Crunch!" Fang Jueyu pushed open the door of the villa, only to see three people dressed as cosplay standing at the door of his villa.

The two young men were dressed in white robes, and the middle-aged man was dressed in black robes. They each carried a long sword behind their backs, and they even looked a little bit fairy-like.

It's just that their expressions are very arrogant, and even give people a feeling of nostrils upright. Does this so-called ancient martial arts school think that they are superior?

"Two Dark Jin peaks, one Gang Jin early stage, this Ancient Blue Sword Sect is really much stronger than the Bai family." Fang Jueyu could see the strength of these people at a glance. The entire Bai family is already over 70 years old. Bai Ruhai has only reached the middle stage of the realm of transformation, which shows that the ancient martial sect still has more heritage than these ordinary families.

"Wow!" Fang Jueyu threw out a handful of coins and spilled it on the ground, "No need to play, go somewhere else, I will continue to sleep, just the change at home."

The middle-aged man who took the lead twitched his brows slightly. Didn't Fang Jueyu know that they were here to collect management fees?How do you look at him, it seems that they are regarded as buskers?

The middle-aged people can't hold back their anger, and the two young people can't bear it anymore. Their Ancient Cangjian Sect is also a big-faced martial art in the Guwu Association. Which company's bosses in the world dare not give them face?When have they been insulted like this?

"Master, he is clearly looking for something!" One of the young men couldn't help it.

"Don't worry!" The middle-aged man waved his hand. He may have just woke up and did not hear clearly the internal force transmission of the teacher just now.

"Mr. Fang," the middle-aged man arched his hand, "Under the Gu Cang Jian Sect is the sixth elder Gu Dong. Today is here to collect Mr. Fang's management fee for this year. I believe Mr. Fang is ready. Let us embarrass it?"

"Are you nervous?" Fang Jueyu yelled dissatisfiedly, "I was yelling at the door of people's house early in the morning. I am irritated to get up. Now I am in a bad mood. Get out of me, or I will call the property. !"

"What?" Even the middle-aged man's face changed. He spoke politely. Fang Jueyu's words were vulgar, and he said that he was getting up, really thinking that their Gu Cang Sword Sect was on the road. A scammed small organization?

"Mr. Fang, you should have received our letter?"

"Of course I received the nonsense!" Fang Jueyu didn't mean to pretend to be confused with them, "Oh oh oh oh, I remember, you are the people of the Gu Cang Sword Sect?"

The two young men had already scolded Fang Jueyu ten times in their hearts, feeling that they had reported themselves several times just now, Fang Jueyu had all been treated as ears?

"Then Mr. Fang's management fee is ready?" The middle-aged man pressed the anger in his heart and asked again. Fang Jueyu is not an ordinary rich man, after all, he is the richest man in the world, so he can't press too hard.

"Prepare a hammer!" Fang Jueyu said astonishingly.

"It's 2020 and you still play the set of collecting protection fees? Don't you know that the state is now focusing on cracking down on social groups?" Fang Jueyu's words were chattering like machine guns.

"So, does Mr. Fang intend to give this management fee?" The middle-aged man's tone also became cold, and even an anger surged in his chest. Such a ignorant person, they really It was the first time I met.

"I have worked so hard for a year, why should I give you 30%? I ate your rice? I walked on the road that your house built? I breathed the air of your house? Who gave it to you? Are your people confident and confident?"

"baffling!"

Fang Jueyu decided to close the door and go back after speaking. This group of ancient martial artists must have their brains caught in the door before they made such unreasonable demands.

"It seems that Mr. Fang doesn't know who we are anymore." The middle-aged man said coldly, "Ren Qi, give him a little warning!"