Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1855 - 1856: Fraudster

"Bah, you think it's as common as cabbage."

"Christina was right. If you extort Jianmu, you'll surely bankrupt it."

An Zichen, feeling irritated, took out two Longevity Fruits and tossed them to Yang Fei.

"That's all there is. Don't dream about getting more."

Yang Fei's eyes were darting about mischievously.

"Sothing's not right, Zi Chen. You're being too generous. I'm sure you have more hidden away. Give two more, and I won't ask any questions."

He stretched out his hands greedily, reaching directly toward An Zichen.

An Zichen was both amused and annoyed, casting a sidelong glance at Yang Fei.

"I knew it, you're after those won and the Longevity Fruit, so I'm definitely not giving you any more."

Yang Fei knew she was jealous, and he had no choice but to bow and scrape like glue.

Xue Mingtai couldn't stand it anymore and got two more Longevity Fruits from An Zichen, handing them to Yang Fei.

"Brother Fei, Jianmu gave us a total of eight Longevity Fruits, and you can't have any more."

Yang Fei was overjoyed, taking the Longevity Fruits from Xue Mingtai's hand, then raising his hand to Xue Mingtai.

"Since Ming Tai is so good, I'll just return this tree to you guys."

As he spoke, he handed a small bonsai to Xue Mingtai.

Xue Mingtai was astonished, not having realized that Yang Fei had sohow stolen the Jianmu he carried around.

Ever since Yang Fei broke through the Spirit Martial Realm, his skills had beco as unpredictable as Ghosts and Gods.

When Yang Fei took away Xue Mingtai's Jianmu, Xue Mingtai had no clue whatsoever.

If Yang Fei were an enemy with malicious intent, Xue Mingtai would've ended up dead.

Yang Fei watched the change in Xue Mingtai's expression and laughed heartily, feeling imnsely proud, waving to the three of them.

"Off you go then, have a safe journey."

Seeing Xue Mingtai and the others off, Yang Fei made sure not to disturb anyone else, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for Longyuan Villa District.

This guy had gotten four Longevity Fruits, feeling proud and humming tunes all the way, clearly in a good mood.

However, Yang Fei didn't notice the taxi driver furrowing his brows as he looked at him.

The Longyuan Villa District was a little farther from the city center, and the fare for the taxi would be forty or fifty Ocean.

Judging by this guy's attire, he seed extrely shabby, wearing a damaged camouflage suit and thick-soled land combat boots with cracked uppers.

Regardless of how you looked at it, soone like that couldn't possibly live in Longyuan Villa.

Besides, just the monthly property managent fee was five to six thousand Ocean, a burden not easily shouldered by ordinary people.

So, the taxi driver couldn't help but feel displeased with Yang Fei; this guy was just pretending to be cool!

But the taxi driver wasn't planning to provoke Yang Fei. In this world, all kinds of people exist, and it's not up to anyone to stop them from putting on airs.

Following Yang Fei's instructions, he parked the car in front of Courtyard 44 of Longyuan Villa District, secretly raised a middle finger, though wearing a fake smile on his face.

"Hello, sir, thanks for choosing us. That'll be sixty-eight Ocean."

Yang Fei instinctively reached into his pocket, his expression suddenly froze.

There wasn't even a di in his pocket, and his phone had gone missing sowhere.

No wonder, after the God Ruins expedition, Yang Fei had narrowly escaped death.

He had changed his clothes twice just to make it back alive, so that was a success in itself.

The taxi driver saw his expression and his face imdiately darkened.

"What's the matter?"

Even a hero can be brought down by lack of money, so Yang Fei had no choice but to negotiate with the driver.

"Sir, here's the thing, I really didn't bring any money, but if you wait a mont, I'll go inside and get so for you, how about it?"

The driver had already disliked Yang Fei and chuckled coldly upon hearing his words.

"Did you not bring money, or do you not have any money at all? I don't care about a little money like this, just don't want to be played."

The driver turned towards him, almost spitting on Yang Fei's face.

"If I let you go, you'll run off as soon as you get out. Where will I find you then?"

Yang Fei chuckled bitterly, sighed at the driver.

"It's only a few dozen Ocean, why would I cheat you? Rest assured, I will definitely..."

Before he finished his sentence, the driver snorted.

"Sorry, I'm not reassured. I can't let you go."

"Soone poor like you living in a villa? Don't tell you live here, do you even deserve it?"

Yang Fei looked at the driver, anger rising, but he kept it in check.

"Alright then, lend your phone and I'll imdiately notify soone inside to co out and pay you."

The driver instinctively gripped his phone, sneered with sarcasm.

"Tsk tsk, frauds these days really have their ways."

"If I give you my phone, and you run off with it too, who am I supposed to argue with?"

This ti, Yang Fei couldn't hold it back any longer.

Martial artists uphold honor, and while Yang Fei doesn't bully ordinary people, it doesn't an he allows others to endlessly insult him.

He glared at the driver, anger all over his face.

"What the hell do you want? Call the police then; I'll wait!"

The driver was startled by his glare, a chill running down his spine.

He felt a vague premonition that so calamity might befall him.

But that feeling quickly vanished and the driver didn't bother dwelling on it.

He looked at Yang Fei with a cunning, leery expression of a small-town opportunist.

"I'll go with you and together we'll get the money from your house."

"I doubt you have the ability to live in a wealthy area like this."

Yang Fei found his anger amusing.

Turns out the guy was a cynic, and despite his nonchalant deanor had provoked this wealth-hating guy.

He hopped out of the car happily: "Alright, follow to get the money."

The driver saw him walk straight towards the independent villa at 44 without hesitation and couldn't believe it.

He sneered and followed closely behind Yang Fei.

At the crafted iron gate, Yang Fei opened the electronic door with his fingerprint, turned gently, and smiled at the driver.

"Please, go ahead?"

This finally convinced the driver that the guy dressed in rags was indeed the owner of the villa.

His expression imdiately changed to one of timidity and fear.

"I won't go in, I'm...not very good with words; don't take it personally. I'll just wait here."

Yang Fei sneered, looking at the driver with a cool expression.

"What, don't think I'll run now?"

The driver blushed, lowered his head, mumbling.

"You won't run with such a big villa. I didn't recognize greatness; please don't mind."

Yang Fei chuckled, walked straight through the gate.

"Alright then, hang on, I'll send soone out with your money."

In the villa's garden, Lin Xueyi was wearing a ho dress, watering the roses in the flowerbed.

Her small floral pink dress made her look fresh and lovely, like a lily.

Yang Fei couldn't help but squint.

Who would have thought that this beautiful woman was Huaxia's underworld's esteed and feared Queen Lin?