Chapter 1542 Li Daitao Is Stiff

Seeing that Zhuang was not far away, he was unmoved. Baixin screamed: "Give it all to you! This stone walker will give it all to you. Give you whatever you want! Give it all to you! Help!"

How can Bo Xin still have the domineering attitude of "you guys stand down" just now?

No matter how domineering a playboy is, he will cry like a wronged child when faced with a life-or-death situation.

Zhuang Buyuan doesn't care. If Bao Xin dies now, Zhuang Buyuan can still gather his heart as the owner of the manor and directly occupy Bao Xin's manor to save people? unnecessary.

But Bupuru no longer intends to wait any longer.

Seeing that the purlin had already swung his sword to kill, Zhuang Buyuan curled his lips: "Is it worth it for such a person?"

If Zhuang Buyuan learned anything from his previous encounter, it was that some people were not worth saving.

Not worth it at all.

"I'm not here to save him, I'm here for... the owners of the manor." Bu Xi said.

When his voice fell, the person was already far away.

Zhuang Buyuan sighed.

If he had not done this when he was in school, he would probably have called it "a reactionary force that serves the decadent class and fails to see the development of history clearly."

Are the estate owners worth saving?

There is no doubt that it is not worth it. The manor owner is causing and continues to cause all kinds of tragedies.

But factory owners don’t deserve support either.

Neither of these two is any better than the other.

In this world, no one seems to be better than anyone else, it's just a battle of interests.

But after all, some people are worthy of respect.

Zhuang Buyuan sighed after seeing how hard he was clinging to one of the factories.

"Go." Zhuang Buyuan patted Pipi Xia's butt. Pipi Xia let out a bark, jumped up, and ran out with his brothers. Eight big black dogs ran wildly in the air. , running, the figure gradually lengthened, turned into a black mist, and then disappeared into the air as if it was escaping.

They have returned to shadow space.

At that moment, Bu Xi felt that his hair stood on end. He couldn't see these eight giant time worms, but he could feel some extremely powerful force surging in the darkness.

That power is like a tide, like a raging wave, like a turbulent undercurrent under the sea.

Their power flew beyond Bupurin and towards the four factories in the distance.

The next second, Bupuru opened his eyes wide.

He saw that the power of time, like an octopus, crawled up the shells of those factories from the void.

It moves quickly and slowly, as if all its members have become old and can no longer control the entire factory.

Then mottled and decayed, causing the factories to slowly fall apart.

What power is this!

"Brother Zhuang, is this...the so-called power of meeting again next time?"

Seeing the enemy instantly decaying, Bao Xin burst out laughing and said: "Let you know the consequences of invading my manor. How can my manor, Bao Xin, be invaded by someone as young as you?"

Next to him, his servants, who had just escaped death, were almost pissed with fear, but now they cheered for him in unison.

Under the praise of his servants, he returned to his previous lively appearance, and even planned to reach out and pat Zhuang Buyuan on the shoulder.

"Well done, I will report it to my uncle and I will reward you heavily! Hahahaha, well done!"

But Zhuang Buyuan grabbed his wrist.

"You..." Baoxin's expression changed: "Don't think that because you have made a contribution, you can be arrogant..."

There was probably only one thought in Baoxin's huge head.

I am Bao Xin, I am the nephew of Master Bao Zhuan. I can do whatever I want, and I can act as cool as I want.

Zhuang Buyuan smiled slightly and said: "Of course I know that you are Bao Zhuan's nephew... After all, you are somewhat useful in this capacity."

Zhuang Buyuan held his right hand, and a silver light suddenly lit up.

The silver light penetrated into Bao Xin's body, spread throughout his body, and then emerged from his chest, wrapping his heart as the owner of the manor.

The heart of the owner of the manor looked like a colorful stone. At this time, it was wrapped in silver light and gradually dispersed into a ball of colorful light.

"You...what are you doing!" Baoxin wanted to shout, but Zhuang Buyuan covered his mouth.

His eyes lit up and his whole body shone with silver light.

The huge power from Almighty Manor is forcibly competing with Bo Xin for control of the heart of the owner of Wanxing Manor.

Baoxin is still resisting desperately. As the owner of the manor system, he can be said to be the strongest being that Zhuang Buyuan has captured so far.

But Baixin's weakness and arrogance can be said to be his biggest weakness. In the face of tough enemies, he irresistibly succumbed.

"Spare your life, spare your life, take whatever you want. I am Lord Zhu Zhuan's nephew. Please, don't kill me."

"What I want, I will take it myself." Zhuang Buyuan said.

In the battle, he finally gained the upper hand.

The colorful stone turned into a silver stream of light, fell into his body, and quietly appeared on the interface of his subordinate manor owner.

At that moment, all the servants in Wanxing Manor felt something and suddenly looked in the direction not far from Zhuang.

Beside Zhuang Buyuan, silver light has enveloped him and Baoxin, and no one outside can see anything.

Baoxin's eyes widened as he looked at Zhuang Buyuan in horror.

This was the first time he saw someone who could use violence to win the heart of another manor owner.

He wanted to ask who Zhuang Buyuan was.

Is Zhuang Buyuan a spy for the factory owner?

But if the factory owner has a way to violently win the heart of the manor owner, why bother fighting to the death?

"Yes, I took away your heart as the owner of the manor, but... I can give you another one, do you want it?"

Want it?

Now, it can be said that Bai Xin has nothing left.

Falling from the clouds into the mire.

He wants it, he wants it all.

Zhuang Buyuan took out a card with a smile and said to Bo Xin: "Here."

Baoxin held the card blankly.

Then I heard Zhuang Buyuan say: "Erase."

Under the silver light, no one could see everything inside. The servants of Wanxing Manor were a little distracted for a moment.

"What happened just now? Who are we looking at? Who is the owner of our manor? Why can't you remember?"

The next second, the lost memory came back, and they saw Zhuang Buyuan smiling and hugging Baoxin's shoulders, like they had been good buddies for many years.

Zhuang Buyuan whispered something, and the two of them laughed together, without any barrier.

"Brother Zhuang...Zhuang?" Bu Xi had already come back. He looked blankly at Zhuang Buyuan and Bao Xin, who suddenly had a close relationship. He felt that his new friend was really complicated and fickle.