Wang Lang picked up a bunch of grapes from the fruit plate and put them in his mouth, stimulating it. After a while, he spitted a bunch of grape skins and seeds, licked his teeth. Wang Lang grinned at Jin Bo, "Look at what you said, brother, can't I look at you, brother, brother?"

Jin Bo leaned on the arm of the dragon chaise with one arm, dragging his face full of pleated ones with a strange smile on his face, staring at Wang Lang.

Wang Lang raised his head, opened his mouth so wide that he put a bunch of grapes in it. Then his cheeks bulged high, and he spitted out a bunch of grape skins and grape seeds before he saw Jin Bo's smile.

"Don't believe it?"

Jin Bo slapped the dust on his clothes, "Brother Wang Lang, don't pretend to me here. Everyone understands it. Just open the skylight and say things straight, just say whatever you want. Don't hide it. Just say whatever you want me to do for you, but you know the conditions."

Wang Lang threw away a few bad grapes that he had not eaten in his hand and came to Jin Bo with a sloppy look, "I'm here to assist you as the emperor here."

Jin Bo's cold snorting made me believe you.

Wang Lang slapped the dragon throne, but I don’t know if it was intentional, but Wang Lang slapped the dragon head on the armrest and even slapped it away.

What I fear most is that the air suddenly quiet...

Wang Lang looked at the dragon head flying into the distance, and then looked at Jin Bo with a gray face.

“Isn’t this pure gold?”

Jin Bo gritted his teeth and picked up the dragon head on the ground and reinstalled it on the handrail.

Ye Jian, who was standing in the center of the palace, looked at a place in amazement. Wang Lang looked along Ye Jian's gaze and saw a golden pillar cut open, inside it was hollow, and a pair of golden armor was quietly placed.

As Jin Bo twisted the dragon's head again, the pillar slowly healed.

Wang Lang grabbed the dragon head and refused to let Jin Bo close the pillar again, and ran towards the Golden Armor with greed.

"Jin Bo, you can do this." Wang Lang reached out to touch the golden armor. The authentic gold-inlaid armor was exquisitely crafted. There was a golden dragon entrenched on the top of the helmet, lifelike and vivid.

This is an armor that only ancient emperors were qualified to wear.

Since he had been discovered, Jin Bo did not hide it anymore and walked slowly over, looking at the Golden Armor with satisfaction.

"It's okay." Jin Bo said modestly.

Wang Lang reached out and touched the golden armor, "How much is it, sell it to me."

Jin Bo immediately pushed Wang Lang away, "If you don't sell it, you won't sell it no matter how much you pay."

The dragon head on the handrail was snatched from Wang Lang's hand, twisted it back on the handrail, and the pillar slowly closed.

Wang Lang gathered next to Jin Bo, "The golden armor has been purchased. It's not been a day or two for you to be an emperor. I'll let you be an emperor. How about you help me?"

Jin Bo leaned against the dragon chaise, took out his dentures from his mouth to clean them, and quietly waited for Wang Lang's words.

Wang Lang brought Jin Bo's cup to clean his dentures, "You are three-legged and three families. Among the three families, your fist is the biggest, but they can compete with you. You should have been urging these two companies to fight over the years, but you have never succeeded, right? I can do something you can't do, I can make these two companies fight, how about the fisherman's profit?"

Jin Bo sneered, "Just say, what benefits will you get? Don't tell me those useless ones."

Wang Lang's expression was a little more serious, "I just want you to get messed up, I'll save someone."

"Save people? You can save yourself." Jin Bo buried his head and wiped his dentures.

Wang Lang leaned over, hugged Jin Bo's shoulder, and squeezed Jin Bo with his butt, "You won't know what happened there, Bo Gang, right?"

Jin Bo glanced at Wang Lang, "What the hell do you want to say?"

"I will make the two of them fight, but what I said was to pretend to fight. If you don't really fight, you will have to rely on you."

Jin Bo's movement of cleaning dentures paused for a while, then glanced at Wang Lang, stuffed the dentures into his mouth, moved them for a while, and put them in his dentures.

"What are the benefits of helping you?" Jin Bo pushed Wang Lang away.

"I have made you a serious emperor in this place. Do you want me to have the benefits?" Wang Lang stopped doing it.

Jin Bo snorted coldly, "Once the fight starts, I will definitely lose a lot of people. At that time, if the government sends troops to clear it up, in the end, the fisherman will probably benefit the government."

Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "You're so timid. The people here can't trust the government at all. If you encourage them, the people can help you a lot."

Jin Bo lowered his head and played with the ring, "Wang Lang, I heard that you secretly pricked and disbanded?"

Wang Lang nodded, "It has been disbanded a long time ago. It's too late to know this news."

Jin Bo stared at Wang Lang's expression, trying to see if Wang Lang was lying, but he couldn't see anything from that face.

"But why did I hear that someone wants to kill me, is it the one who killed me or you secretly stabbed me?" Jin Bo's eyes suddenly changed, and his fierce light was revealed in an instant.

Wang Lang was still hippie, "Talk, why don't I know, it's impossible, my brother who was secretly stinging has not yet fallen into a job that only those who can't get rid of the blame."

Jin Bo smiled and played with the ring, patted the armrest of the dragon chair with both hands. Jin Bo stood up, "I can help you, but if you have the conditions, ten heavy tanks and three thousand shells will be replaced by me. Otherwise, don't even think about it."

Wang Lang lit a cigarette, "Jin Bo, speak to me and the lion."

Jin Bo smiled, "I just wanted to take care of it. If I annex the two surrounding families, if the government attacks me, I will have to take out something."

"How about I sell you a hundred artillery at the ex-factory price?"

Jin Bo sneered, "I just have to be honest."

Wang Lang took a sip of cigarettes, "The stock is out of stock. Either buy artillery, or give you five tons of explosives, five hundred guns, and a few bullets, you think about it yourself."

Jin Bo walked out with his hands behind his back, "Walk slowly but not send him off."

Wang Lang sat on the dragon chaise slowly twisting the dragon head and preparing to look at the golden armor again.

When Ye Jian saw Jin Bo leaving, he went to see Wang Lang again. He didn't know what Wang Lang was going to do. Everyone left and he was still sitting here steadily.

Jin Bo walked to the door and saw Wang Lang observing his golden armor. He immediately frowned and walked back, "Buy half of one hundred cannons, get half of them."

Wang Lang took off the golden armor and buried it on his head.

The move was too heavy, and his head almost flashed. He picked up his helmet with both hands and Wang Lang returned to his original position.

Wang Lang turned his head and grinned at Jin Bo, "I won't sell it to you anymore. How good is it to sell it to the government to come and clear you up, don't you?"

As he spoke, he walked out with a swagger.

"Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, what are you using me as a way to do this?" Jin Bo slowly sat on the dragon throne, looking up at Wang Lang's back.

Wang Lang did not go to the point of birds and continued to walk out.

When he arrived at the door, Jin Bo suddenly shouted, "One hundred artillery pieces, the deal will be completed."
Chapter completed!