The old man's words seemed to be commonplace.

There was no worry that Lin Mo would be furious because of the expensive price.

Lin Mo smiled and nodded, "It's natural, I think it's a normal fee."

Lin Mo has always been very indifferent to money.

If I had to say it in one sentence, it would be that I don't like money.

I don't touch money at all, money is just a string of numbers in my eyes.

As long as Lin Mo is willing.

There are countless billionaires and people on the world's richest list who came to send money to Lin Mo.

"Your ship is a large warship, and the berthing fee is 300,000 Maple Leaf Coins."

"The reason for the wrong way is that we need to shelter you from the wind and rain. Doubled it is 600,000 Maple Leaf Coins."

"And there are other fees that add up to one million Maple Leaf Coins."

"Here's the bill."

The old man took out a small notebook from his pocket and wrote a few strokes on it.

Then handed it directly to Lin Mo.

Look at the lines on the bill.

The parking fee is 300,000 yuan.

Unknown origin doubled to 600,000.

The old man himself guarded 400,000.

If this is replaced by someone else, let's not talk about the first two.

It is estimated that when I just saw the third item, it will explode directly.

A caretaker of a bad old man dared to ask for a fee of 400,000 Maple Leaf Coins.

You can't be so valuable even if God comes.

But Lin Mo did not refuse or dissatisfaction, but took out a card directly from his arms.

"This is an anonymous savings card with 1.2 million Maple Leaf coins in it."

"As for the extra 200,000, it's just to buy some tea for you, old man."

While talking and laughing, Lin Mo handed this piece of wealth that was enough for an ordinary person to live a lifetime to the old man.

Uncle Luo looked at Lin Mo, a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

Then, he unceremoniously took the savings card that Lin Mo handed over.

Looking at the old man Lin Mo, he said in a deep voice, "Your ship has a lot of problems."

"It's no less trouble here, for your money's sake."

"I, old man, just block it for you."

After Uncle Luo finished speaking, he seemed to feel a little cold.

He wrapped his black robe tightly, then turned around and walked towards his old log cabin.

"You kid is very eye-catching to me, let me give you a piece of advice."

"Go to the entrance of the block first, and look for that shy guy named Morton."

"Where do you know what you want to know and what you must know."

"Then go deeper into the block, go to where the 403 merchant is, and he will tell you what to buy."

"If it exceeds 200,000 Maple Leaf Coins, say the old man, I let you go."

Lin Mo looked at the old man's back and laughed softly.

"You, an old gentleman who is about to touch the threshold of a master, take care of me like this."

"The younger generation is really flattered."

The old man who was walking towards the cabin trembled slightly.

He looked towards Lin Mo with disbelief in his eyes.

No, this kid looks like he is only a new martial artist.

How could he possibly judge my strength.

A sea-like aura emanated from the old man's body.

Overwhelmingly pressing towards Lin Mo.

He wanted to test the truth of this young man.

Whether he really saw through his own strength is still a guess.

In the face of this endless Weiya like the sea.

Lin Mo's tall and straight body was not shaken in the slightest.

There was no change in the smile on his face.

He was like a sea-fixing needle in the sea, easily resisting the old man's Weiya.

The old man's eyes gradually became serious when he looked at Lin Mo.

"It's really true that the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach."

"Your strength is very good, your boat, the old man I covered."

"Go and do things in peace." JrNovels.com