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When Wang Chuyun and the others returned, Chen Yu had already signed the contract and swallowed up the 22 million worth of forbidden land in one go.
Looking at the red dots on the map, Chen Yu's heart surged with emotion.
People really should do more good deeds.
He had just slaughtered Dou Xingquan's cult, and Deputy Liu had immediately sent him such a wonderful gift.
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Half of it had been settled in cash, and the other half could be dealt with slowly afterward.
And he had even used forbidden land to lower his luck. No matter how he thought about it, it was a win-win-win situation.
Besides, these plots were forbidden land now, but they might become good land in the future. They would be perfect for leaving something behind for Heaven Origin's descendants. It wasn't money wasted.
Only I, Chen Yu, could make one cent achieve the effect of three!
Nodding in satisfaction, Chen Yu was about to share his big deal with Wang Chuyun when he saw Evil God staring at him as if he were looking at a corpse.
Leaning closer, he lowered his voice and asked, "Evil God, what kind of look is that?"
"Don't worry about it. You're a dead man anyway."
"Oh."
"What the hell were you thinking?!" Evil God said, furious at his failure to live up to expectations. "In less than half an hour, you went and got yourself killed! Is forbidden land something you can touch? Tell me honestly, what did you see in that stuff? You actually dared to buy something so terrible! Return it!"
"Listen to yourself. I never return something once I've bought it."
"Return it!"
"Why