Douluo: My Martial Soul is actually a Duck

Chapter 4 Mr. Bitch is our friend in the commercial street

Jian Wuyou had a yawning expression on his face, and Jian Wuyou suddenly felt something was wrong, "That's not right, am I missing something?"

Flanders: Brain, I've already answered it for you.

"Hey, I thought of it."

With that expression on his face, Jian Wuyou came to a stall owner next to him.

"Here comes the bitch!" The boss was very enthusiastic.

"Hey, boss, do you have any weapons?"

"What do you want?" The boss now began to wonder if the little brother in front of him had just been hit in the head?Became enlightened.

"I want the most powerful weapon."

The boss's heart skipped a beat.

"Ruyi Golden Hoop!"

"I don't have a stick here. Can a nine-tooth rake work?"

"it is good!"

Jian Wuyou carried a rake for plowing and wandered into the Rose Hotel.

The front desk assistant also knows Jian Wuyou, a friend of all shopping streets, "Hello, Mr. Jian."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!" Jianwuyou started his daily shouting, "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey."

Almost every commercial street has a well-known person, or some small vendors, anyway, the whole commercial street knows that this is a greeting.

"Long time no see, Mr. Bitch~"

This voice, involving almost all the respectable people, silenced those who thought this bitch gentleman was a fool.

Xiao Wu moved closer to Tang San, "Brother, do you know this person?"

"do not know."

"Didn't you do some travel planning? With so many famous people calling him sir, he must be really cool!"

"Xiao Wu, people are not born with knowledge. How can we be free from confusion? We must ask when we don't understand."

"Brother, do you know who that gentleman is?"

The fat old man with a smile was stunned for a moment, "You're not in business, are you?"

Seeing Tang San nod, selling iron is also a business, "Business? It shouldn't be done in this city, right?"

"How did brother know about this?"

"Because you don't know Mr. Bitch."

"Uh~"

Xiao Wu came closer and her white fingers were circling in the air. She didn't know whether she was playing with her hair or playing with the air.

"He's a big business guy?"

"No."

"Then he must be a powerful soul master!"

"Not at all."

"Then what does he do?"

"Mr. Bitch is our friend from Soto City Commercial Street!"

The fat old man's eyes seemed to have caught up with him a few years ago.

"Mr. Bitch came to our city two years ago. It is said that he wanted to find someone and beat him up. However, he may have a mental illness and his IQ is not very high. When he came here, he had [-] million. "

"Now there are more than 6000 million."

"More than 3000 million yuan was spent in two years?"

"Just kidding?"

"This is his support for our commercial street. He bought the products that we couldn't sell the most and increased each of our funds by a lot. He invested in us in this alternative way and made us a leader in the entire struggle. They are all important companies in mainland China! We all have one thing in common."

Many business tycoons started shouting later.

"We are all merchants who were in the decline of Soto City's commercial street back then!"

"We are all businesses that were funded by Mr. Bitch back then!"

“Without Mr. Bitch, we wouldn’t be where we are now!”

"How are we going to survive without Mr. Bitch?!"

(End of this chapter)