Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess Chapter 1706

Chapter 1706: Can You Even Buy My Shop?

Editor: Atlas Studios Yang Luo replied, “I naturally have to participate in this Dark Conference.

I'm in Neva City now.” “Is that so?” The King of Berserkers immediately became excited, “Shall we meet for a drink tomorrow?” “That's what I'm thinking!” Yang Luo smiled and replied, “By the way, Brother King of Berserkers, I want to meet your leader.

“I've said before that I want to talk to your Alliance Master about an alliance.” The King of Berserkers said, “Alright, I'll inform our leader about this.

As for whether our President is willing to see you or not, that's not up to me to decide.” “Alright, thank you!” Yang Luo thanked him.

The King of Berserkers suddenly thought of something and said, “By the way, Brother Yang, I have to remind you of something.

At the Dark Conference, the Holy Light Pope, the Heavenly God Emperor, and the Hell Fiend Emperor will definitely make things difficult for you and think of ways to kill you.

You have to be careful.” Yang Luo said, “Thank you for your reminder, but they have to have the strength to kill me!” The King of Berserkers said solemnly, “In short, you still have to be careful!

If our Alliance Master is willing to help you and the other experts on the Divine Ranking are also willing to help you, you will be much safer!” Yang Luo nodded.

After chatting for a while, Yang Luo hung up.

He looked up at the night sky outside the window and muttered, “Empress of Heavenly Fate, I'm looking forward to meeting youaEUR ” The next morning.

After breakfast.

Everyone left the manor in a car and went to Kwantland to take a look.

After all, the Dark Conference would only be held tomorrow night.

They also had a day of leisure.

Bujie looked at Sacred Prison King and said with a smile, “Brother Watchmaker, why don't you take us to your watch shop?” “No problem.” Sacred Prison King nodded in agreement.

After driving for more than half an hour, they arrived at Barce Street.

After everyone got out of the car, they walked into the street.

The streets were very wide and there were many shops.

There were also many luxurious large-scale watch shops open here.

The Sacred Prison King introduced, “Basel Street is one of the most prosperous streets in Kwantland.

There are all kinds of food, drinks, and entertainment.” Yang Luo asked curiously, “Then where's your watch shop?” Sacred Prison King said, “It's at the end of this street.” '”OhaEUR ” Yang Luo nodded in response.

Everyone quickened their pace and walked towards the end of the street.

Just as they were about to reach the end of the streetaEUR Sacred Prison King introduced excitedly, “Brother Yang, my watch shop is called Time.

From my grandfather to my father and then to me, it's already a hundred years old.

It can be considered a real hundred-year-old shopaEUR ” It was also during the introduction of the Sacred Prison King.

Bujie said in confusion, “EhaEUR Brother Watchmaker, is the watch shop with the warning sign 'under construction' at the door yours?” Yang Luo also asked curiously, “Are you going to demolish or renovate this watch shop?” “That's strange, Third Brother.

Didn't you say that you didn't plan to renovate your watch shop?” Xiang Kunlun asked curiously.

“Demolition?

Renovation?” Sacred Prison King was stunned for a moment before he craned his neck to look.

He saw that the entrance of an old watch shop at the end of the street was filled with people.

There were workers and people watching the commotion.

Moreover, there were many demolition vehicles parked at the entrance.

“F*ck!” Sacred Prison King cursed angrily, “What the f*ck is going on!” With that, he rushed over.

Yang Luo and the others also felt that something was wrong and followed.

After pushing through the crowd, Sacred Prison King roared angrily, “All of you, stop!” For a momentaEUR Everyone present looked over.

A slightly plump middle-aged Caucasian man wearing a hard hat walked over.

He frowned and said, “Who are you?

Why are you interfering with the construction?” “Who am I?” Sacred Prison King took a deep breath and said, “I still f*cking want to ask who you are!” The Caucasian fatty said unhappily, “I'm the captain of this construction team, Tellian.

Who are you?” Sacred Prison King said, “I'm the owner of this watch shop!

How dare you tear down my shop without my permission!” Tellian said in a deep voice, “I'm not too sure about this either.

We're just following the boss's instructions.” Sacred Prison King asked coldly, “Who is your boss?” Tellian said proudly, “Then you have to listen carefully!

Our boss is the President of Patek Philippe Corporation's Kwantland branch, Pierce!” “Who's Pierce?” Sacred Prison King frowned and said, “Hurry up and call your boss over!” Tellian sneered, “The owner of a small watch shop wants to see our boss.

Who do you think you are?” Sacred Prison King's eyes were cold as he said, “I advise you to quickly call this guy called Pierce and ask him to get over here!

If he does not come over, he will not only lose his job, but also his life!

You'd better do as I ask.

Otherwise, bear the consequences!” Seeing the Sacred Prison King's cold gaze, Ryan shivered and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

He snorted coldly and walked to the side to make a call.

Heavenly Sirius chuckled and said, “This is the first time I've seen watchmaker so angry.

“This guy called Tellian and that guy called Pierce are going to be in big trouble.” Bujie also smiled happily, “I didn't expect there to be so much fun to watch while shopping!” They waited for about 20 minutes.

A few luxury cars drove over from afar.

The convoy quickly came to a stop not far away.

A middle-aged Caucasian man in a light coffee-colored suit walked over with a cigar in his mouth, surrounded by a group of bodyguards.

The Caucasian man then spoke out in a loud voice, “Which dog said that he wanted me to lose my job and my life?” “Boss, it's this guy!

This fellow said that he's the owner of this watch shop!” Tellian pointed at the Sacred Prison King.

This Caucasian man was the President of Patek Philippe Corporation's Kwantland branch, Pierce.

Pierce strode over and sized up the Sacred Prison King, “You're the owner of this shop?” “That's right.” Sacred Prison King replied.

Pierce blew out a mouthful of smoke and said arrogantly, “Name a price.

I'll buy your shop!” Sacred Prison King chuckled in response, “Can you even buy my shop?”

Chapter end

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