Reborn Rich To Rival Country

Chapter 783

Chen Mo grabbed Zhuge Wan'er's wrist and shouted angrily, "Are you fucking crazy? After you kowtow, you will be disfigured if you don't die!!!"

The butler said anxiously.

Balzahar stroked his parents' faces.

The housekeeper came over and asked, "Master, why don't people just drive the two of them away?"

Wait until the butler leaves.

Chen Mo stopped, his eyes were red, his fists clenched tightly, and he stood on the spot with gnashing teeth.

Balzahar put one hand on his forehead, his whole body trembling with a smile.

next moment.

"Mr. Balzaha...I...Is there any requirements for the strength of my kowtow?" Zhuge Wan'er asked.

Zhuge Wan'er broke away from Chen Mo's hand, and looked at Balzaha firmly: "Mr. Balzaha, if I really finish it, you are sure you will sell me the grain, right?"

Zhuge Wan'er turned her head to look at Chen Mo with a trembling voice: "Do you want to compare with... me?"

"To make you knock 9999 times, of course it's impossible for you to knock to death. Just don't stab yourself to death." Balzaha said indifferently.

Chen Mo said directly: "Mr. Balzaha, she's just a little girl, why not let me complete this challenge instead of her?"

"Are you teaching me to do things?" Balzaha opened a bottle of wine, drank from the bottle for a while, and then walked back and forth in the room, looking very restless.

In the dim light, my family ate rye bread and drank almost tasteless millet soup around a dilapidated small wooden table. My mother would coax her, saying that she had a small appetite and let herself take her slice. eat. The hard-to-eat rye bread is a delicacy that can't be replaced by any delicacies from the mountains and seas.

"I know, I'm not stupid."

downstairs.

"Old... this time, my mother... will definitely win you!" "Stop talking, save your stamina."

"one!"

He held back the pain, picked up Zhuge Wan'er and rushed out!

Balzaha pointed at Zhuge Wan'er: "If you want to buy food, let this lady do as I say, otherwise, you will get out!"

Zhuge Wan'er knocked down, not too hard, but still hurt her forehead by the glass slag.

"Uh……"

She didn't feel anything anymore.

"156..."

Zhuge Wan'er's teeth were chattering: "Don't let my painstaking effort...wasted...wasted..."

Inside the study.

The sharp glass slag dripped blood through Zhuge's delicate feet through the shoes.

"three!"

All belonged to Balzaha, the Fire Nation's memories.

"it is good!"

"Nothing."

After speaking, Zhuge Wan'er endured the severe pain and knelt on the glass slag with her knees, her palms on the ground.

Zhuge Wan'er shook off Chen Mo's hand again and said stubbornly, "What other way is there?"

Balzaha sat in the chair and looked at the monitor, Chen Mo and Zhuge Wan'er, who had almost become bloody people... He smiled.

…”

"157..."

"try-roads, take--ho (country road, take me home)

As long as she faints, she and Chen Mo will lose all their efforts!

"Two lunatics, idiots!"

Zhuge Wan'er gritted her teeth and walked to the pile of glass slag.

"Hi~~~~"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"fifteen!"

"Chen Mo, you can risk ruining your family and going to jail for Da Xia, why can't I suffer so much for Da Xia?"

But she knew that she couldn't pass out!

"Ah~~~~"

For a long time, Balzaha looked at the monitor and scolded with a smile: "Two little guys, you really want my life!"

In the farmland, my father hunted a hare. The two made a fire on the spot, peeled the rabbit, and sprinkled some salt. When the roast was not so cooked, the two of them devoured their mouths full of oil.

Beside the grain heap, the mother sewed her clothes by the bright moonlight, and the father held a shabby acoustic guitar and played one of the only folk songs he knew. The tune was already in the sky:

At this moment, Chen Mo can no longer care about any bullshit gambling appointments.

"I'm with you!" Chen Mo said coldly.

For a moment, Zhuge Wan'er's forehead was full of sweat, and her tender body couldn't stop trembling in pain!

Zhuge Wan'er has reached her limit.

Even if you just accidentally pass by and step on it, you will definitely be dripping blood, and your feet will be covered in glass.

"Wan'er!!!"

The butler nodded, turned to leave, and closed the door.

The happy scenes of being with my parents when I was a child appeared in my mind.

"two!"

Both knees and calves were riddled with glass slag, dripping with blood!

"158..."

With that said, Zhuge Wan'er strode towards the glass slag.

Scene after scene.

However, the next moment, Zhuge Wan'er was still lying on the ground unsatisfactory.

Zhuge Wan'er's face suddenly turned pale, and she stayed where she was.

To-the-pce-I-belong

Chen Mo held on to the ground and knocked down heavily.

She felt like she was going to faint.

"You dare to sell grain to those two Daxia people, and use it to betray the hegemony!"

After a while, the foreheads of the two were covered with glass slag, and their faces were also scratched many times.

In front of the dense and sharp glass slag, let alone kneeling on it.

Zhuge Wan'er couldn't help but cried out in pain.

By the time she hit the 15th, Zhuge Wan'er was already bloodless!

Balzaha scolded and asked the two security guards to kowtow, then he turned his head and fluttered his sleeves and went to the study on the second floor.

"Master, don't forget the background of the four major grain merchants!"

Gritting his teeth, he stepped on the glass slag and knelt beside Zhuge Wan'er.

"Fool, two fools..."

"Ah~~~~"

"..."

Knock it, it will definitely be beyond recognition!

He opened the drawer and took out a quaint old photo.

She was covered with glass shards.

"Chen Mo, if you pull me away now, you are the sinner of Da Xia!!!"

She was sweating coldly all over her body, and her body was swaying visibly.

"But……"

Give me a break!