"Boss, are these 200 million enough?"

Seeing Zhang Qiangshan walking far away, Heilong asked, "What he thought was that the 200 million was not enough. After all, this is Wang Xiaobo's hometown, and the word "home" alone is worth at least 200 million."

"Even if it's not enough, it's almost done. Let's plan it after we go back. This is a big deal. If you feel it's hard to do it alone, you can just come and help you!"

Wang Xiaobo spoke.

"Hehe... Of course, that boss, look at the practice..."

Heilong said to Wang Xiaobo with a somewhat complimentary smile.

"Don't worry, I guarantee you will be satisfied at night!"

After Wang Xiaobo finished speaking, he accelerated his pace...

After dinner, Wang Xiaobo began to help the Black Dragon practice after his aunt fell asleep.

"This... Boss, will you die if you insert so many needles into your body?"

Suddenly realizing this problem, the Black Dragon said in a trembling voice. At this time, nearly twenty silver needles had been inserted into his body.

"Hehe... I don't know if so many needles will die, but there is one thing, if you move around, if I get stuck, you will definitely die!"

Wang Xiaobo smiled and said to the black dragon in front of him. Hearing Wang Xiaobo say this, the black dragon immediately held his breath and sweat flowed down like rain.

“Is it very hot?”

Seeing the black dragon nervous like this, Wang Xiaobo couldn't help but ask.

"No, it feels quite cool!"

Hearing the sound, the black dragon stammered and replied.

"Oh? It's cool, this is what it should be. I missed me back then..."

Wang Xiaobo began to talk about his cultivation experience, which diverted Black Dragon's attention a lot. Listening to Wang Xiaobo's experience, Black Dragon sighed secretly, no wonder Wang Xiaobo is so strong, it turns out that the things he encountered were also so thrilling. The harvest and dedication

, it is indeed proportional.
Chapter completed!