The General’s Little Peasant Wife

That taste was a bit sour and sweet, but soon Mengyao felt happy and sad, because she felt like her bones had been crushed by one of the hard-boiled ones.

Not only did he prefer Mengyao, even Joe Tianchang's father and son were like this.

While the three of them were in pain and happy, the elders looked up at the middle-aged man in Naran's house: "We didn't get anything this time, homeowner. ”

“Hmm?” Naran, sitting on the throne, looked at the two coldly: “What's going on? ”

“There was a couple halfway out, and they were at the auction, and they raised the price to 30 million if they wanted something completely dead.” The elders said carefully.

Don't look at the owner looks very decent, people are very eye-nourishing, but people who really know him know how hard he is.

This time they fail to do things right and will certainly be punished.

“What are two people like? ”

The elders described the two, which reminded Naran of two people.

“I didn't expect to find him for so long that he finally ran under his eyes.” Naran laughed sarcastically.

“Homeowner, what do you mean? ”

“I'm afraid those two are the owners of the hills and the wife of the owners.” Naran frowned, saying that having such an adversary was really disgusting.

The elder was completely stunned: "Isn't that right? Our people are not saying...”

“Not what? Until now, we have not found a way into the hills, which is enough to show the strength of the hills to get to this point in a few short years. If they are given another period of time, the West Coast will let them walk, and don't forget the continent of Tombo Ramadan.” It is enough to demonstrate the ability and means of those two people in the hills to take a business group from the backdrop to the peak of the continent for just over six or seven years, or even to silently control the economic lifeblood of the entire continent.

When it comes to Tombo Sai, the elders don't talk anymore, and they don't get tired of buying a bunch of things.

The elders have been following Naran, and he knows exactly what Tombao Ramadan and Fuyuo Hills represent.

Those two places represent money, Tombo Ramadan is not bad money, as long as the money is earned to do it, while Fuyu Hills, although there is only one neon pavilion outside, the neon pavilion is simply a gathering pot, the daily battle gold.

According to Tombao Ramadan, the strength of Fuyu Hills is far less than what they see today.

“Homeowner, what do you mean? ”

“Get ready for a gift and we'll meet them.” Naran quit laughing and smiled with obvious amusement, except that the smile on his overly cold face made people feel a little chilly, as if someone had calculated it.

The elders didn't know what Naran meant, but they did.

The next morning, Naran resigned and took people to a full house, but they were told by the master cabinet that they were not there. The detectives of the Naran family had not seen anyone go out, and that was the only possibility that they had eaten the bird fruit.

“What should the owner do now? ”

“Are they really not in charge?” Naran glanced at the master cabinet and asked coldly.

The person in charge of the cabinet had no sense of fear at all, but it was very good to see Naran's rhetorical attitude.

“Master Naran, do you not believe this? We all know the rules of my full residence. Guest news is a secret. If this is why people want to live here, if anyone comes, we sell them, do we still want our credibility? ”

The elder wanted to be angry, but Naran resigned and stopped him: "We have an urgent matter for them. ”

The master smiled: “There's something they want to prepare here, and they told me to give it to the people who came to them. ”