Chapter 203 Holy Tree Factory!

"Lord Buddha."

"Lord Buddha."

As soon as the Smiling Buddha appeared on the stage, the crowds around him immediately gathered around him, nodding and bowing, smiling obsequiously, and quickly took out the flowers that had been prepared in their pockets and handed them to him.

"Um?"

Buddha let out a cold snort, then took out a mellow and expensive cigar from his arms and sandwiched it between his two fat fingers.

A powerful evolved bodyguard rubbed his fingers slightly, and a hot flame appeared, lighting the cigar for Lord Buddha.

This momentum.

This style.

The underground emperor of the shelter is a smiling Buddha with kind eyes and kind eyes. He exudes a powerful aura in every gesture, and he has a sense of self-power without anger.

"Rubber."

"Who is Buddha?"

"Only custom-made Cuban cigars can be worthy of Lord Buddha. You'd better keep your money."

The middleman on the side was jokingly mocking, and the little boss, who had been making a lot of noise recently, could only take back the Huazi in his hand.

But... Fat Jinya looks majestic, but in fact the string in his heart is always very tight.

Just because in the bodyguard group behind him, there was also a young man with a cold and indifferent face, and he was holding a cute and innocent little boy.

That's right.

Yang Feng took Ling with him, hiding his identity, and personally participated in the investigation.

"What's your name?"

The Smiling Buddha asked the little leader standing beside him.

"Lord Buddha."

"My name is Zhu Laoliu."

Zhu Laoliu nodded and bowed, and continued with a flattering look on his face: "Lord Buddha, it is a great honor for me to cooperate with you..."

Before he could even say a few words of flattery, he was immediately interrupted by a man next to him.

"So much nonsense."

"Lord Buddha is so busy. He is not here to listen to your flattery. Hurry up and get out all the good stuff."

The bodyguard scolded him sternly, with sharp eyes, not giving Zhu Laoliu any face.

"Yes yes yes."

Zhu Laoliu did not dare to refute and quickly stepped forward to lead the way.

This is an old warehouse. The air smells of rust and mold, as well as the smell of earth after rain. The environment and hygiene are very poor.

Zhu Laoliu took out a key and opened the door of the warehouse, and a shocking scene appeared.

rice.

The crystal clear rice piled up into a hill.

Rows of fine meat ribs were hung neatly on the beams, and some precious ingredients like Jinhua ham and sausages were also neatly stacked together.

"Um."

"It's indeed pearl fragrant rice."

Fat Jinya knelt down and grabbed a handful of crystal clear rice.

This kind of pearl fragrant rice, even before the end of the world, was several times more expensive than ordinary rice in supermarkets, but now it is even more precious.

Ten tons?

The hill-like pearl fragrant rice weighs in tons in total, and the surrounding fine meat ribs also weigh several tons. Even if it is placed at the base of the shelter, it is a windfall.

"How about it?"

“Our quality is outstanding!”

Zhu Laoliu patted his chest and said with a proud face: "There is no trace of corruption in our meat, it is all fresh and refined meat, and this fragrant rice is also of the best quality in the whole shelter."

At this time.

A young man with a cold face walked up to the Smiling Buddha and whispered a few words in his ear.

The Smiling Buddha nodded pretendingly, then casually looked at the warehouse full of supplies, and said with satisfaction: "Your goods are indeed good."

"Nothing."

"I'm more interested in your supply channels."

The Smiling Buddha said lightly, and Zhu Laoliu's expression immediately changed.

"Lord Buddha."

"As the saying goes...a thousand taels of gold is worthless...you are trying to cut off my escape route."

Zhu Laoliu's face was full of bitterness. The purchase of all his goods would naturally be welcomed by both parties, but if the supply channel was taken away, it would be killing the goose that lays the goose to seize the egg.

"oh?"

"You have a big gold mine on your hands."

"But...can you hold on to this gold mine?"

The Smiling Buddha turned around and looked at Zhu Laoliu with a smile, his eyes narrowed to a slit, and the wrinkles on his face could almost pinch a mosquito.

A smile hides a knife.

Zhu Laoliu had heard about the reputation of the Smiling Buddha a long time ago, and he knew deeply that this man's methods were terrible, and those who offended him would often end up miserable.

The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade.

Zhu Laoliu is equivalent to mastering a gold vein, but with his own power, he is unable to defend it.

At this time.

A younger brother was also fanning the flames.

"Zhu Laoliu."

"Don't be so shameless."

"Buddha is interested in your business. It is to give you face. There will be no such shop after passing this village. Be careful that it disappears from the world inexplicably."

The younger brother recited the words "evaporate from the world" very seriously. After hearing this, Zhu Laoliu trembled all over and felt cold sweat pouring out, soaking his back shirt.

Snap.

The palm of the Smiling Buddha also fell on Zhu Laoliu's shoulder, and he said in a 'merciful' tone: "Of course, I won't let you suffer."

"The most I can do is invest in individual stocks, and if possible, expand the production scale."

"I guarantee you'll make more and more."

The smiling Buddha's eyes narrowed, flashing with a light filled with murderous intent.

Speaking of which.

You have to accept it if you accept it, or you have to accept it if you don’t accept it! !

Zhu Laoliu clenched his fists, his whole body trembling, and finally knelt down in front of Fat Jinya with a thud, making up his mind: "Lord Buddha, I will hang out with you in the future."

"When you eat the meat, can you leave me a mouthful of meat soup?"

That's better.

The Smiling Buddha nodded with satisfaction and helped Zhu Laoliu up: "Then take us to see your supply channel."

Zhu Laoliu compromised.

He first led everyone out of the warehouse, and then walked towards a small wooden house not far away.

"Buddha."

"Have you heard of the Holy Tree Cult?"

Zhu Laoliu took everyone to the vicinity of the small wooden house, and then asked mysteriously.

Looking carefully, there are many iron cages around the small wooden house, and dozens of refugees with pale faces and thin bodies are being held in them, with panic in their eyes.

"I've heard of it."

"But I'm not familiar with it."

The Smiling Buddha nodded slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the young man behind him. Weiwei nodded to him, and the fish finally started to take the bait.

"Hehe."

"That Holy Tree Cult is dedicated to the desperate poor refugees. It's normal that you are not familiar with it, Lord Buddha."

"Please follow me."

Zhu Laoliu walked into the cabin and opened a cellar. A muddy tunnel appeared, extending dozens of meters underground.

This tunnel looks much wider than the cave he encountered last time, and the underground space should be even larger.

Zhu Laoliu lit a torch and walked down the stairs in the tunnel. His vision soon became wider, and a large empty cave came into view.

Tree.

The underground pit was full of black withered holy trees, and there were more than a dozen of them.

Around each holy tree, there were believers sitting and praying, mumbling something to themselves, and then praying to the great holy tree.

The fragrant rice fell.

The lean meat ribs were hung on the branches.

Apples, bananas, watermelons, durians... all kinds of famous fruits are hanging on the branches. After they mature quickly, they fall to the ground and pile up into a small mountain.

A bountiful harvest.

Zhu Laoliu's source of goods actually comes from these sacred trees.