The Plane Trading System of the Doomsday Master

When Tu Du was not found during lunch, Su Hao knew something was wrong. He ran to inquire about Fu Mingle and the others, and sure enough, they were not there. He was so anxious that he didn't dare to tell the teacher. He knew the temperament of Fu Mingle and others very well. If they knew that he was the one who complained, they would definitely beat him up. There was only a blind mother in his family, and she had no money. Even the place they live in is given by the street committee. It sounds nice to rent it for a few dollars a month. In fact, it is donated by the street committee and charges a little money, which is to avoid hurting their mother-in-law. Self-esteem; and the director of the street committee is a member of the Fu family, they can't afford to offend him at all. If anything happens, he will live on the street. He is fine, but my mother's body can't bear it.

When Yuan Zhuan found Su Hao, he found him crouching and hiding in the evergreen flower bed under the window sill behind the principal's office.

"Su Hao." This kid looked like he didn't have a very good IQ.

She would scare the child to death if she shouted or not, so in order to save time, she shouted.

As expected, Su Hao covered his mouth and jumped up on the spot. He was like a kangaroo, running away as soon as his heels hit the ground. He buried his head and didn't dare to look at anyone.

He grabbed Su Hao's collar with one hand and said, "Su Hao, Tu Du asked me to ask you a favor."

Su Hao was still in a state of shock until Yuan Zhuan left. He was even more worried when he confirmed that his friend was in the hospital. However, this little classmate was taller than him, a sixth grader. Isn't that a bit exaggerated? She is a girl. Su Hao's focus was strange.

Of course, Yuan Zhuan didn't take this incident seriously, but as Wei Ding said, if you do good deeds, you have to clean up your tail, otherwise it would be the same as helping others to do evil.

Fu Quan didn't expect that Yuan Zhuan would come to him, so he happily let people into the house.

"Fu Jiu?" Fu Quan felt inexplicably familiar when he heard the name from Yuan Zhuan's mouth.

"Sir, this is Uncle Fu Jiu, from the Fu family branch, the person in charge of the coal mine here in Beiyu." Seeing that his master couldn't remember who he was, a close friend came up to remind him, "His youngest son is called Fu Mingle, and he is with us. Master Benefactor goes to the same school.”

"Ah? Oh! I see." Fu Quan suddenly remembered this forgotten figure.

"The person you are talking about is my uncle from a side clan, and he is now the person in charge of the coal mine in our family. Did he offend you here?"

"Let his son drop out of Beiyu with a few losers. If his character cannot be improved, he will not be allowed to enter the school." Yuan Zhuan was straightforward and did not even want to say the reason.

At such a young age, I don't know the importance of what I do, and I don't even know how to control the degree of things I do. Surprisingly, dropping out of school is the lightest punishment. If I find trouble again, it won't be so easy. If it weren't for the discovery that Fu Mingle and Fu Quan had some connection, Yuan Zhuan's finishing work would have been rough.

Fu Quan now understood that Fu Mingle had bumped into Yuan Zhuan's leg.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll take care of it."

"Where's Fu Dong?"

"I'm already awake. I have to thank you for this. If it weren't for you, I would have ended my Fu family's main line." When mentioning his son, Fu Quan's eyes started to turn red again. He looked at Yuan Zhuan and felt grateful.

The Fu family is now peaceful in a corner, having retired for more than ten years. I thought it was about to fall apart. Who would have thought that he would still be able to find hope when he is getting old. He is not old yet. If he is supported for another ten years, Dongdong will be just like him. He can rest assured that he can stand alone.

He was truly convinced of Yuan Zhuan.

After looking for children for so many years, he has seen countless strange people and strange things, but Yuan Zhuan is the only one like him.

It is his great honor to be able to meet such a real person!

"I plan to wait for him to cultivate for a few months, then take him back to worship his ancestors and officially accept the family's training."

"Take me to see him."

Yuan Zhuan and Fu Dong met in silence for the first time.

The boy, who has entered his youth, is skinny, sitting in a wheelchair, looking out the window silently, his back is lonely and sad, as if he has become a world by himself, isolated from the surroundings.

After twenty years of imprisonment, from the age of eight to twenty-eight, he was used as a blood bank and an organ donor. To be able to sit here and not go crazy is already shockingly powerful.

"Fu Dong." Yuan Zhuan called out, but the person he called did not respond.

Fu Quan said with some embarrassment, "He was like this when he woke up. He didn't talk much. The doctor said he just had some psychological trauma and it would get better with time. He didn't mean not to respond."

"You all go out and I'll talk to him."

Fu Quan agreed without hesitation. If Yuan Zhuan wanted to harm his son, he would not save him at all.

After the door closed, Yuan Zhuan flicked his fingers, and a sinister aura trapped the entire space and blocked out the sound.

"Fu Dong, I'm Yuan Zhuan." Walking to Fu Dong, Yuan Zhuan turned the wheelchair around, and Fu Dong was forced to meet her eyes.

Fu Dong looked at the unfamiliar face without saying a word, but his dark pupils reflected some annoyance. It was obvious that Yuan Zhuan's actions caught him suddenly.

"Fu Dong, I am a Feng Shui master. I am a disciple of the Xuanyuan lineage. It is a family inheritance. This time, it was your father who knelt down and begged me so that you had a chance to be found."

The annoyance in Fu Dong's eyes disappeared, and the surprise in his eyes was clear.

Looking at Yuan Zhuan, waiting for the next words.

"Your father pays the right and has at most three years left to live."

In the previous sentence, Fu Dong could still remain silent, but this time, he couldn't.

"What did you say?" The rough voice was full of disbelief and offended anger!

"I told you, I am a Feng Shui master, and face reading is just one of the simplest family skills."

Maybe Yuan Zhuan spoke too directly, which made Fu Dong's eyes red. Tears fell from his blue eyes, "Why?" His mother is no longer here, will his father also leave? Then what's the point of him coming back alive?

"Fu Dong, your family needs you, so you don't have time to hide in a comfortable world. In three years, I believe that with your understanding, you will be able to control everything and find out the maggots in the family." The most important thing is , currently owned by the Fu family, can help her gain a foothold in this world.

"What happened to me has something to do with my clan members?" Fu Dong hit the nail on the head.

"Yes. So, you must do it as soon as possible, while your father is still alive." Putting him to death is applicable.

Yuan Zhuan left.

Fu Dong stood up from the wheelchair.

Fu Quan stared blankly at the tall son standing in front of him. How could he suddenly be able to walk? Did you even talk to him?

"Dad, please hire a tutor for me. I need to complete all my studies within one year and take the college entrance examination next year. In addition, I need a master who will fight for my life."

Lao Jin saw his father holding his wife's photo after returning to the room and crying like a child, and he wiped his tears too. It was really not easy for his father to hold on by himself for so many years.

Well now, the young master is back, and he’s so powerful!

Their Fu family is saved!

The birth is just around the corner!

The master will definitely clean up those people he hates so much with his own hands, one by one.