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Chapter 378 Life and Death

In the small stall, which was as messy as a hardware store, Zhang Yuanqing's face was as gloomy as water.

What Tinglian Sanyue meant was that someone was interested in the energy reserves of the Bailian Furnace and wanted to intercept Hu and plunder his achievements.

85% of the energy in the furnace was produced by investing eight props and materials worth tens of millions, which is almost half of his net worth.

Now some people want to pick peaches halfway?

Zhang Yuanqing stared at the boss lady's gorgeous face and narrowed his eyes, "Boss lady, on that day, it was because of your integrity that I continued to invest in valuable props and materials. It was also because of your integrity that I spent the money.

Qian Feng stove, now you tell me that the stove can't be used?"

Do you want to die?

Faced with Zhang Yuanqing's hint of anger and unkind look, Lian Sanyue didn't change his expression. He even grabbed a cigar, took a sip and said in a lazy voice:

"We agreed to seal the furnace for seven days, and it means seven days. Within seven days, no one will use the Hundred Refining Furnace except you."

After a pause, she chuckled and said: "But I am a businessman. If someone wants to buy flint, they are willing to pay double the price. I have no reason to refuse."

"But you didn't remind me then." Zhang Yuanqing stared at her.

Lian Sanyue remained sitting in a lazy posture with playful eyes: "You didn't ask, besides, why should I remind you?"

This is in line with your chaotic neutral style. Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and said, "Who bought the flint?"

"The young grandson of the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Feichen." Lian Sanyue exhaled a puff of white smoke.

"Zhao family?" Zhang Yuanqing's brows jumped, and he immediately looked at Lian Sanyue. After a long while, he sneered:

"It turns out that the proprietress was interested in the energy in the furnace and cherished the feathers, so she found a second-generation ancestor to operate it. Tsk, tsk, what a plan."

Brother Hongji said that Lian Sanyue had an extraordinary relationship with the Zhao family. The backers behind the Wanbaowu small shop were the Zhao family among the three bachelors.

Facing Zhang Yuanqing's ridicule, Lian Sanyue didn't take it seriously and said slowly:

"This has nothing to do with me. Zhao Feichen came to my place a few days ago and took a fancy to the energy in the furnace. Knowing that I would close the furnace for seven days, he bought all the flint from me and cut off your path."

"What does he want?" Zhang Yuanqing asked bluntly.

He was negligent in this matter. When the information is not equal, it is difficult to think of these details. There is no point in worrying about it now. The top priority is to get the flint and refine the props.

When Zhao Feichen bought the flint, he obviously wanted to take advantage of the situation. If the conditions were reasonable, he would accept the loss.

"This is a matter between you buyers. I won't care about it, and I don't want to interfere." Lian Sanyue's tone of voice was lazy. He dusted off his cigar and said:

"I almost forgot that the cigar I smoke was a gift from you. It tastes mellow and sweet. I like it very much. For the sake of the cigar, I will tell you.

"Zhao Feichen is the youngest grandson of the Zhao family. He has been pampered since he was a child and has run rampant in Huadu. Even the lower-level officials dare not offend him. A few years ago, one of his younger brothers fell in love with the woman of a wealthy local businessman.

, the two sides were jealous and had a quarrel, and his younger brother cut off the waist of the wealthy businessman, causing him to be inhumane for the rest of his life. The official practitioners of the Huadu branch arrested the man, and as a result, the office was smashed by Zhao Feichen on the same day.

Already."

Are all the second-generation ancestors of these spiritual realm families so arrogant? Wait until I am promoted to master and give it a good try. Well, there are still decent people among the children of the family, Guan Ya, Xiao Green Tea, Fu Qingyang, Ling Jun, Xiahou Aotian...

…Zhang Yuanqing said:

"Being alive till now shows that Patriarch Zhao loves his grandson. But I wonder if Patriarch Zhao will go crazy if he is killed one day?"

Lian Sanyue glanced at him and smiled: "I'm looking forward to that day."

"There are many more examples of Zhao Feichen being domineering, so I won't give them one by one. You just need to remember that the Zhao family protects their shortcomings. If you offend Zhao Feichen, you are enmity with the Zhao family. Don't look at my Wanbao House's assertions. In fact, it is because of Zhao Feichen's arrogance.

You can only do business if you protect your family, and you should weigh the pros and cons yourself."

After saying that, Lian Sanyue stretched out his hand and said:

"Bring me the cards!"

Zhang Yuanqing ignored it, walked straight to the container, glanced at it for a long time, picked up a small dusty round mirror, opened his starry eyes, and looked at himself in the mirror.

I can see that the two palaces of "Wealth" and "Easy" are shrouded in clouds, which are very ominous, indicating that he will face huge losses of money and the risk of serious injury.

The "Yuan" palace is clear and clear, and there is no haze, which indicates that the cooperation he has entered into will have no problems with the contract signed, and there will be no situation where the business partner will renege on the contract.

If Lian Sanyue deliberately violated the contract and deliberately sold the flint for operation, there would be a haze in the "Yuan" palace through the face. Zhang Yuanqing temporarily believed that this matter was not Lian Sanyue's instruction.

To be on the safe side, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Fu Qingyang.

If he had an accident or disappeared, it would be the fault of Wanbaowu and the Zhao family.

After sending the message, he returned to the cashier, grabbed the cards from the inventory, handed them over expressionlessly, and asked:

"What about Zhao Feichen's level?"

"Level 3 Extraordinary." Lian Sanyue took the cards from his hand and said:

"He has not been here for a long time, only about two years. To be able to reach this level is extremely talented. After all, not everyone is like you."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded and looked towards the door of the store.

Blood Rose, who was waiting outside, came in.

Click!

She crushed the card in her hand, and the spell engraved on it emerged and spread rapidly, and the surrounding scenery changed rapidly.

The next moment, Zhang Yuanqing saw the familiar "wet market" again, with customers wearing masks or cloaks.

Lian Sanyue holds a cigarette between his fingertips, crosses his chest with one hand, and puffs his lips into the distance:

"Zhao Feichen rented a place here for me to buy flint. Hey, I'm waiting for you."

Zhang Yuanqing took advantage of the situation and saw through the crowds of passers-by that he saw a well-dressed young man lying lazily on a rocking chair behind the stall.

He is dressed in famous brands, his shoes are autographed by a certain football star, his short hair is styled, he is meticulously groomed, and he has a very good appearance, fair and handsome.

Next to this young master, there is a middle-aged man dressed in black and holding an ancient sword.

There were also two young women in short skirts and T-shirts dressed coolly. One was squatting in front of him and the other was standing behind him, rubbing his legs and shoulders.

The young man took a nap with his eyes closed, feeling at ease.

Passers-by and stall owners around me frequently looked sideways and sighed.

The only person who can be so "arrogant" in Wanbao House is the Zhao family's number one playboy, Zhao Feichen.

No saint would dare to be as arrogant as him.

At this time, the young girl who was gently squeezing her shoulders saw the landlady twisting her waist and leading an ordinary-looking young man over. She immediately lowered her head and whispered a few words to the young man.

Zhao Feichen immediately opened his eyes and fixed his gaze on the man next to Lian Yueyue for a few seconds.

"How's the level?" He looked ahead and asked.

"Saint, your breath is far inferior to mine." The middle-aged man holding the sword behind him said in a deep voice.

Zhao Feichen raised a smile, raised his hand to wave away the two women, stood up to meet them, looked at Lian Sanyue with an attentive smile, and deliberately said loudly in front of Zhang Yuanqing:

"aunt."

Aunt?! Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but turn his head and look at the gorgeous landlady, somewhat caught off guard.

Is she Zhao Feichen's aunt?

Then she is the daughter of the current head of the Zhao family?

Lian Yueyue chuckled, her eyes wandering playfully on Zhang Yuanqing and Zhao Feichen. She nodded Zhang Yuanqing with her cigar and said:

"He is the one who sealed the furnace. You can talk about it yourself."

After that, she twisted her waist in an enchanting way, walked to the rocking chair, lay down, and watched the excitement while swaying.

Zhao Feichen looked at the young man in front of him and chuckled:

"Let's not talk secretly. In the whole world, my aunt is the only place where you can buy flint. Now it's all in my hands. As for me, I'm attracted to the tool you made.

"In this way, I will refund your furnace sealing fee and give you another 10 million in cash. You can uncover the furnace and give it to me. I will be responsible for the subsequent 15% energy storage.

"How about it, this deal is a good deal."

Zhang Yuanqing looked at him calmly, his cynical attitude was disgusting, "You want to buy a marketable and priceless top-quality prop for 20 million? You are not buying it, you are taking it by force."

With 85% of the energy stored, he invested a total of eight props, materials worth tens of millions, plus the furnace sealing fee. He just wanted to take it away with a mere 20 million?

Not only greedy, but also arrogant.

Zhao Feichen clicked his tongue, opened his arms, held the two young women in his arms, and said leisurely:

"If you don't want to? Yes, I, Zhao Feichen, never force others to make things difficult for me. In this way, I will sell you the flint for one billion. I won't sell it in pieces. If you want to buy it, just buy ten flints. Ten billion, just pay for it."

Ten billion Zhang Yuanqing laughed and said: "Why don't you go and grab it?"

Zhao Feichen laughed exaggeratedly and said:

"Yes, I just want to rob you, so what? We are not bullying others. I am playing with the rules. If you have left such a big loophole, don't blame me for taking advantage of it.

"Today I not only want to rob you, but I also want to rob you to your heart's content."

As he spoke, he said loudly:

"Dear friends, I am just picking up the slack, please learn from it."

Passers-by gathered around and clicked their tongues incessantly.

There were also those who did not mind the excitement and cheered:

"Twenty million is too much, I can just give it away."

"Master Zhao's ability to pick up leaks is really enviable."

"Damn it, Mr. Zhao got there first and I didn't even get a chance to drink the soup."

"You're fine, aren't you afraid of being slaughtered as soon as you leave the Wanbao House? Only Mr. Zhao can do this."

The two young women in his arms covered their mouths, giggled, and said softly: "If the young master is in business, he must be a powerful shopping mall elite."

Zhao Feichen stared at Zhang Yuanqing with a smile.

Zhang Yuanqing let out a heavy breath and said, "Let's do this, Master Zhao. I heard from the landlady that you spent twice the price to buy all the flint. I paid three times the price and you sold it to me. When you are away from home, be friendly and make money. Everyone

To make friends."

"Ten billion, not even a penny less." Zhao Feichen raised his chin, with a confident smile on his face, as if he was sure to defeat Zhang Yuanqing.

Zhang Yuanqing stared at him deeply and sneered:

"Mr. Zhao, you are going to die together."

"I don't care!" Mr. Zhao spread his hand on his female companion's shoulder, as if he had a winning chance, and said with a smile:

"Anyway, I have no loss. You don't want the flint. After today, there will be many people who want it. But brother, you will suffer a big loss. I asked my aunt, you at least threw a small target into the furnace.

"I advise you to stop your losses immediately and leave with some money so that you can recover some losses."

The day before yesterday, he got some worthless extraordinary props from his grandfather. He became addicted to gambling, so he ran to Wanbao House to buy a hundred-refining furnace, but was told that the furnace was closed.

After some inquiring, I found out that there was a guy who was either unlucky or lucky. He spent eight props and materials worth tens of millions to save 85% of his energy.

Zhao Feichen is so envious. According to the rules of the Hundred Refining Furnace, he is going to refine a top-notch item.

After further investigation, he found that the fool had not wrapped the flint.

It's simply a windfall from heaven.

I immediately bought all the flints from my aunt's hand, and today I specially waited for the enemy to come to my door at Wanbao House.

Zhao Feichen said leisurely:

"Don't feel that you are at a loss. Although flint is only worth half a million, in many cases, the premium of something has nothing to do with its own value but to do with the demander.

"I have flint on hand, so I can hold on to your seven inches. Either you draw water from a bamboo basket and get nothing, or you uncover the stove and give it to me and walk away with 20 million. You have no choice."

Zhang Yuanqing sighed: "That's not what I meant when I said we will be destroyed together."

Zhao Feichen shrugged, his smile as frivolous as ever, "How do you say it?"

"I will also give you two choices. One: Sell me the flint at three times the price. Two: I don't want the cost of the furnace. I will go out to block you now. If you dare to come out, I will chop you with a knife.

"Zhang Yuanqing simply stopped suppressing the anger in his heart.

Zhao Feichen's face darkened, he pushed away the two young women, put his face in front of Yuanshi Tianzun, and said coldly:

"A mere saint, so arrogant!

"There are many people like you in the Zhao family. Just based on your words, I won't be able to leave Huadu today."

Zhang Yuanqing turned around and left.

"Wait a minute!"

Zhao Feichen suddenly raised his voice and said, "I admire people with backbone the most. Let's do this. I'll give you a chance."

Zhang Yuanqing paused and looked back.

Zhao Feichen resumed his frivolous and lazy posture as the second generation ancestor and said with a smile:

"You go to the ring with my bodyguard and have a fight. If you win, I will give you the flint for free. If you lose, tell my aunt to give me the stove."

"You know the rules of the arena, only one can live. If you agree, sign the life and death certificate now."

Zhang Yuanqing stared at him for a few seconds and shook his head: "It's not fair!"

"Scared?"

"If I win, not only will I need the flint, but I will also need your two legs."

Zhao Feichen laughed loudly: "You have character!"

Turning his head, he said to the middle-aged man holding the sword with a gloomy face and murderous intent:

"After signing the certificate of life and death, even if he is an official deacon, I still want him to die! After the event is completed, you can choose one of the props in the Zhao family's treasure house, and I will reward you with 10 million in cash."

He must get the things in the Hundred Refining Furnace.

The best props in the saint realm are rare even in large organizations.

Although grandpa loves him, it is impossible to give him such a good prop, don't even think about it.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly:

"no problem!"

Zhao Feichen rushed to the rocking chair with a flattering face:

"Aunt, are you satisfied with what your nephew is doing?"

Lian Sanyue swayed as the rocking chair swayed, her beautiful eyes half-squinted, and she said with a smile:

"The Zhao family's affairs have nothing to do with me, and your affairs have no right to worry me. But since he signed the life and death certificate, he is the official deacon. If you kill him, the Five Elements Alliance can't say anything, and vice versa.

"One last question for you, are you sure?"


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