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Chapter 1523 Ten million times a hundred times

Chapter 1523 Ten million doubled a hundred times

He looked displeased and looked at Ba Hu who was shouting in the martial arts field with deep displeasure on his brows.

"Child Qingquan, I don't want to hear what you are saying. I am so straightforward. How come I am so disrespectful when I come to your place?" Mr. Wu, the dean of the Shenwu Academy, with his head full of silver hair, said:

He turned back towards Liu Qingquan with disapproval.

"You have an eye problem, how can you be so frank? Are you making such a wanton fuss?" Liu Qingquan shook his sleeves, his face filled with anger and contempt.

"Child Qingquan, you dare to say that I am blind. You are a person who can only talk nonsense every day. You can only talk about etiquette. I don't see those students of yours who know etiquette at all. You can only say a few words in your mouth.

Do you think you are really a saint?"

"Bah, it's just a different look."

Dean Wu scolded with such vigor that his hand almost poked Liu Qingquan's nose. Liu Qingquan's face turned red, he grinded his teeth and his eyes widened.

I was so angry that I couldn't breathe for a while and couldn't say a word.

It took him a while to recover, and he flicked his sleeves fiercely, "I don't care about you, I hope you can do what you want."

After saying this, he fluttered his sleeves and walked away. His pace still seemed gentle, but somewhat embarrassing.

Others have long been accustomed to watching from the sidelines. As long as they get together in a situation like this, if it doesn't happen more than ten times a day, they will all feel uncomfortable.

At first it was still a drama to watch, but by the end I was tired of watching it.

Who wants to see two old men arguing there all day long? Although one old man looks young, he can't stand the fact that he is an old monster.

You said that if you were a very good-looking handsome boy or girl, you would still think it was pretty eye-catching, but it happened to be two bad old men who knew the inside story. Who would be willing to look at it?

On the high platform of the martial arts arena, Leng Wuyou's face was expressionless, and his eyes remained unchanged as before.

She looked at the huge pit left by the smoke and dust on the martial arts arena, her expression showing no emotion or anger.

"It's okay if you don't want to take the assessment. That means you are not a student of Cang Academy. You can leave at any time. However, before leaving, all public items damaged must not only be compensated at a hundred times the value of the items, but also be compensated.

It has been completely restored.”

Leng Wuyou's voice was very serious, and his face tensed up.

People can tell that she is not joking.

Ba Hu looked at the ground where he had smashed a huge deep pit, feeling a little guilty.

He touched the back of his head, and most of the domineering look he had before suddenly disappeared, and his whole person became a little silly.

He looked at the ground tangledly, opened his mouth, and asked with some caution: "Well, I would like to ask this instructor how many spiritual crystals were needed to build this martial arts field."

"Not much." Leng Wuyou paused, then straightened his face and said seriously, "Only ten million."

"That's okay." Ba Hu breathed a long sigh of relief. However, before he could finish breathing, he was frightened by the number behind Leng Wuyou.

"What, what, ten million!"

This number shocked Ba Hu so much that he even spoke in dialect.

"If ten million is doubled a hundred times, it is equivalent to one hundred ten million. How much is one hundred ten million?"

Ba Hu murmured to himself, picking up his fingers and counting, "One, two, three, four..."

"Here I go, how many zeros are there? My head is going to explode."

Ba Hu shook his head, which seemed to have grown in size, and his entire face seemed to be covered with a mask of pain.

Although he couldn't count how many zeros there were, he knew that one hundred and ten million would not be enough to compensate even if he was sold and all his family's money was taken away.

Dean Cao, who was watching this scene from the attic, stared, and several other teachers and deans also looked confused.
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