The Dictator of Uncle Nine's World

"Found it, found it!"

After a commotion, soldiers from a battalion found the bodies of four unlucky guys not far from the land temple... bah, bodies!

Qianhe rushed over immediately and hugged his apprentice tightly.

"Nan, Master is sorry for you!"

"Bei, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Xi, it's all Master's fault!"

"Dong, ah...my Dong...how are you alive?"

Qianhe, who was holding her apprentice and howling, suddenly heard Xiaodong in her arms cough twice. Only then did she realize that she had made a big mistake!

The apprentice was not dead, he just fainted. He shook him and woke him up with tears and howls!

"Master, I didn't expect you to be so sad when we died!"

"Master, we are so touched. Can we be your disciples in the next life? Hehehe~"

Cao Kun looked at this scene and was happy from the bottom of his heart. It was a happy ending...

There is something wrong here!

And...it’s a big problem!

Although Simu was hesitant at first, the four little ones were unharmed. In addition, Qianhe...

He can barely be considered a guy who works but doesn't put in any effort...

There is only one answer, that is, the people who stole the zombies are from Maoshan, and they are one of our own!

hum...

Maoshan!

Never mind, I won't bother with it this time, but next time...

I guess I can’t care less, I’m too deeply involved with Maoshan!

But that’s it!

Who says we have to be calculative in public? Being calculative behind the scenes is what this Marshal is good at, hehe...

So, Master Qianhe and his five disciples laughed foolishly, and Marshal Cao laughed evilly, and the scene was very weird for a while!

Not far from here, a middle-aged man was brushing the dust off his body and spitting out the debris in his mouth!

Finally, after cleaning up, he looked towards Cao Kun with red eyes.

"I didn't expect that the son-in-law was the biggest variable. All the efforts were in vain, all the efforts were in vain!"

After a while, a young man in dirty white clothes ran over.

"Dad, the four bastards have been settled. Their master has taken them away!"

The young man couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw his usually dignified father's slovenly appearance!

This laugh made the middle-aged man feel embarrassed and angry, and he gave his son a slap on the head.

"Who am I doing this for? I want you to absorb the remaining dragon energy of the prince to help you cultivate. Otherwise, why would I go to such great lengths to do him a favor?"

Seeing that his father was really angry, the young man covered his head, approached the middle-aged man, and said in a coquettish tone,

"If I had to tell you, Dad still loves me!"

"Hmph, it's good to know. I owe Simu and Qianhe a favor this time, so I have to find a way to make up for it. Otherwise, it will be difficult for Dad to be the head of Maoshan!"

The head of Maoshan, Shi Jian, and next to him is his son, and official disciple, Shi Shaojian!

Shi Shaojian's talent is not very good, so Shi Jian tried his best to find a way to refine dragon energy from the Maoshan Secret Records to improve Shi Shaojian's qualifications!

Coincidentally, Cao Kun and his group caught Shi Jian's attention. Isn't this just a gift to him...

Moreover, it seems that someone is also targeting this group of people, taking advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters, which is absolutely safe!

It was a pity that he was seen by Simu at the very beginning. Considering that Shi Jian was the head of Maoshan, Simu pretended not to see it!

And Chizuru?

After all, he is a player who becomes stronger when facing stronger opponents and specializes in high-end games. How could he be helpless in the face of a zombie prince who has just become a spirit?

There is only one answer, that is, he has discovered that Maoshan was involved, so he showed mercy!

Qianhe didn't think that her apprentice would be in danger. Everything she did was just to give an explanation to her employer!

Human spirit!

They are all fucking cunning!

"Dad, you have already used the Lightning Thunder Fist to force out the dragon energy of that damned prince. When will you enhance my qualifications?"

Shi Shaojian was so anxious. He had already picked out a book on the art of leaving the body and entering the soul, but unfortunately he didn't have enough talent...

Another slap on the face. Shi Jian had no way to deal with his son's instability.

"Hurry back to Maoshan. Dad, get ready and ask the elders to help!"

"Thank you dad!"

As they spoke, the two of them left quickly!

After the two men left, a huge... and agile man, Cao Cheng, appeared where the two men had just been!

"Damn, you run fast enough!"

The other party had already run away, and Cao Cheng did not continue to chase him. Instead, he turned around and went back to report to the Marshal!

"set off!"

They set off again, this time still with the copper-horned golden coffin, but there was an extra black iron box inside, and our zombie prince was rolled into a ball and stuffed inside!

Qianhe used her real skills this time and completely suppressed the Zombie Prince!

However, for safety reasons, the young prince did not care about the dignity of the royal family and directly stuffed the zombie prince into the iron box!

This time everything went smoothly and nothing happened on the way.

The copper-horned golden coffin was successfully transported back to Pan Town!

After the Zombie Prince was carried onto the Tatar Qing ship, Cao Kun took out an abacus and started playing with it in front of the young prince and Minister Wu!

"High-explosive grenades count for twelve thousand of yours!"

"The enchanted bullets will cost you 18,000!"

"Insulated tungsten steel box, 80,000 for you!"

"Shipping costs, food costs, worry costs, and rush costs..."

"No more, no less, exactly 135,000 taels!"

The young prince was so pale after being cheated by Marshal Cao, while Minister Wu was very nervous. One hundred and thirty-five thousand taels?

Isn’t this just... ?

Damn it, I’m still being targeted. My little money…

"Marshal Cao, Xiao Wang, Xiao Wang...I have no money left, I don't know..."

The more honest young prince wanted to have a discussion with Marshal Cao intermittently!

Unexpectedly, Marshal Cao waved his hand and said, "No need, the silver your army brought with them is just enough for my military expenses this time!"

The young prince was completely confused, and Minister Wu’s face was full of black lines. Damn it, I... accept it!

You have to admit it. Didn’t you see that the eighteen little giants behind Marshal Cao have already taken out their guns!

Just like that, the bank draft that Minister Wu had hidden in his arms was taken out by Cao Cheng!

Not more, not less, exactly 135,000 taels.

The young prince looked at the familiar bank draft, and a cold light began to flash in his eyes when he looked at Minister Wu!

Cao Kun waved to the departing ship as a farewell!

Then he handed the IOU to Cao Cheng and said, "Keep it. We'll go collect the debt when we have the chance in the future!"

Cao Cheng took the IOU, which was covered with dense small characters, the number of two hundred thousand taels of silver, and bright red fingerprints!

The Tartars were completely penniless, without even enough to fuel their ships with coal or buy supplies!

Marshal Cao could only kindly add coal for them and buy them food, water and other supplies!

Then, I received an IOU for two hundred thousand!

"Next, go home!"

"It's time to deal with some restless people!"