Zhao Changqing and Qiangwei sat quietly, watching Wang Jun and Zhao Xiuhe bargaining across the mobile screen.
"Mimic ice crystals are just B-grade materials, and the market price is generally recognized to be 2,000 Dark Fire Marks."
"Damn, you kid, this is robbery, it's impossible."
"I haven't finished speaking yet, please be patient, senior."
"Still telling you? If I keep telling you, I'll give you this thing for free."
"It's not impossible. Anyway, I have no objection."
"It's a beautiful idea, but I have a big objection... Mimic ice crystals are not easy to get. Even though it is a B-level material, it takes a lot of effort to get one. It would be great if I can sell it to you."
"Everyone understands that rare things are valuable." Wang Jun nodded.
Zhao Xiuhe raised his eyebrows, "Yes, young people should know how to advance and retreat."
Pointing to Zhao Changqing, Wang Jun said: "Things are rare and valuable, so wouldn't my unique treatment method be sold at a sky-high price?"
Zhao Xiuhe blew his beard and stared, "You..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a pity," Wang Jun shook his index finger slightly, then picked up his phone and pointed the camera at Zhao Changqing, "The power of Asura is an extraordinary ability that generations of Zhao family owners have dreamed of."
Mr. Zhao said with a long face, "You are awesome, can I give you a 50% discount?"
The half of 6000 is 3000. There are eight mimic ice crystals in total, which translates into 18,000 dark fire marks... Wang Jun considered it for a few seconds and said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's pay this price."
After some simple bargaining, the matter was settled.
"I have to remind you first." Wang Jun turned to look at Zhao Changqing.
Zhao Changqing nodded, "Sir, please tell me."
"There will be three subsequent treatments. The time reserved for you after each treatment is actually a recovery period. The recovery period of ten days to half a month is to ensure that you can fully recover in order to cope with the next treatment."
"I understand that the shorter the interval between treatments, the greater the risk and the more pain I will suffer during treatment."
"Not only does the pain increase, but the increased risk increases the likelihood that you will die."
"How high exactly?"
"It depends on how quickly you want to complete all treatments."
Zhao Changqing crossed his hands, clasped his ten fingers together, and used the backs of his fingers as a bridge to support his chin.
The feeling during the two treatments lingered in my mind. It was really unbearable. The pain and tearing filled my body, as if someone was peeling his skin, pulling his flesh, and pounding his flesh.
However, there was a little confusion in Zhao Changqing's eyes, and there seemed to be another voice whispering softly in his heart: "It's cool~~~~~~~"
That’s right, it’s great!
After Zhao Changqing obtained the power of Asura, the negative effects caused by Scarlet Asura have disappeared. Wang Jun's main purpose of treating him is to stabilize the huge abilities in his body and help channelize the energy for him to control.
When he received treatment for the first time, he felt pain and happiness at the same time. He only thought that the pollution in his soul had not been cleared away smoothly.
After receiving treatment for the second time, he finally discovered that the joy brought by being abused was not just due to the spiritual pollution of the evolution, but his hidden character.
As of today, sitting in the room between roses, Zhao Changqing has accepted his self-shaking self and gained control over his self-shaking attributes.
The few seconds of silence were not long. He came back to his senses, with firm eyes and a calm voice, and said: "It depends on how sure Mr. Wang Jun is. As long as he is not dead or disabled, the sooner the treatment is completed, the better."
What a man who looked down upon death...Wang Jun secretly admired him, stretched out three fingers and said, "Treat him every three days."
Zhao Changqing lowered his head and glanced at the calendar timer on his watch, and nodded, "Okay! Today's date is April 12th. Treatment will be done immediately. Three days later, treatment will be done again on the 15th. Three days later, treatment will be done again on the 18th. It will take another two days.
Time to consolidate and adapt, and then a few days to get involved in planning.”
As he spoke, he turned to look at Qiangwei.
Qiangwei nodded, "Okay, the plan will be implemented on the 24th. Dark Fire Network, Black Edge Alley, and several other societies will join forces to act together. As long as you can reach level 3, you can act together."
"Plan?" Wang Jun frowned.
Qiangwei explained: "On the 24th, Red Umbrella Company's mineral refining plant delivered supplies. The informant's report stated that there was a key extraordinary material in the cargo transported this time. That item must not be transported to Red Umbrella Company's City Headquarters No. 1.
.”
Why does it sound so familiar?
Isn’t this Metal Hearts?
The plan given by Qi was also executed on the 24th. Are we also preparing an execution plan on the 24th?
The questions in his heart were like a spring. Wang Jun squeezed his eyebrows inwards and raised his hand to point at Zhao Changqing.
"He is a member of the chaebol. Are you willing to let him join the plan?"
"The Zhao family is known as the local emperor of City 36, but the Red Umbrella Company's branch in City 36 has been jointly suppressed by several other major chaebols."
Qiangwei smiled.
"This time, the representative sent by the Zhao family didn't even see the appearance of the item, and they died outside the refinery for no apparent reason."
Zhao Changqing said: "Yes, the old man was very angry about this matter. He made a special call and scolded the heads of other chaebols one by one. They put forward conditions that our family would never agree to, so the old man also
I support my vote to defeat them, but with the three major families of Kobe, Leon, and Lin joining forces with the Blood Worshiping Faction, a lot of our Zhao family’s strength has to go to guard more important things.”
Wang Jun quickly organized his thoughts and came to the conclusion in his heart:
"The Zhao family has taken control of the Lost City, which ultimately aroused the jealousy of other families. Even if it is just a small corner, quietly developing in City 36, it still attracts the attention of the other three of the nine major chaebols."
At this time, Qiangwei saw Wang Jun's attention and took the initiative to say:
"What's wrong? You also want to participate on the 24th?"
"Am I strong enough?" Wang Jun said.
Qiangwei thought for a moment and spread her hands, "It's okay to be a logistics officer, but you can't get close to the main battlefield."
The green jade finger moved 30 degrees, facing Zhao Changqing, and she said: "This guy can only barely participate if he breaks through to level 3."
Hearing this, Wang Jun's heart trembled slightly and he emphasized: "If he enters level 3 and controls the power of Asura, his strength in a short period of time will definitely not be considered as weak among level 3."
"So what if he's not weak?" Qiangwei asked back.
Without waiting for Wang Jun's answer, she answered herself: "Things like that are very important. It is related to the birth of a new demigod or the breakthrough of an established demigod. It is enough to change the overall situation of the federation. It must not be treated lightly."
Just cut a car?
The corner of Wang Jun's mouth couldn't stop twitching, and the black and white head of a panda cub appeared in his heart.
What kind of bullshit timing did this bastard Ah Qi choose!
Wang Jun secretly decided to beat its butt to pieces when he got home later.
After taking a deep breath, he continued: "So, this time it is not just a game between two forces, but all the forces in City 36 are divided into two camps, and then compete for the heart of metal?"
"Half right," Qiangwei shook her head and was about to speak when she suddenly frowned, "Do you know the name of that item?"
"Uh..." Wang Jun then realized that he had been thinking too much and had spilled the beans.
His mind was spinning wildly, and he had to find a way to get over it.
"It seems that Boss Ye doesn't trust you in general. He already regards you as his direct descendant."
Qiangweizai looked at Wang Jun carefully, pretending to be meeting him for the first time.
"This is your guess, it has nothing to do with me." Wang Jun said.
Qiangwei waved her hands and showed a smile that didn't look like a smile.
"There's nothing to admit. You are the only evolutionary planner in Black Front Alley. If you don't even know about this little thing, how can I be willing to discuss it here?"
The next second, she disappeared and reappeared like a bubble, her red lips came close to Wang Jun's ear, and she whispered: "The Zhao family doesn't know that I am the Fantasy Blade."
After saying that, she returned to her original position and sat upright on the high-backed chair.
With a very simple sentence, Wang Jun immediately understood what Qiangwei meant - Dark Fire Network belongs to Qiangwei, and Black Front Lane is led by Ye Zhen. These are two things that everyone knows, but no one knows that Qiangwei is also the core of Black Front Lane.
member.
Thinking about it at a deeper level, two words came to Wang Jun's mind - red flag.
This is just the tip of the iceberg, God knows how many more schemes and secrets there are inside and outside the Federation.
If it were all done by one person, then the master hidden in the red flag would be too terrifying.
Next to him, Zhao Changqing looked at them strangely.
Even though I have a lot of curiosity in my heart, it is hard to express it with my mouth.
Wang Jun forcibly interrupted the association and did not think about the various yet-to-be-seen layouts and the far-reaching plans behind those layouts.
He looked at Qiangwei and Zhao Changqing.
Zhao Changqing said: "All plans don't matter. I only have one request. Face the tiger and harvest his life with my own hands. I want him to crush his bones and spread his ashes, and never be reincarnated forever."
Qiangwei's face was expressionless, and her tone was straight and indifferent:
"Don't worry, the Blood Worshiping Faction is cooperating with Kobe and other forces. The Tigers will stay in City No. 36 for many days, and several core members of lv3 are coming from the wilderness. This time they are unwilling to return empty-handed. The Tigers will definitely not do it before.
leave."
"It's just that you must advance to level 3 to have the possibility of killing him."
Zhao Changqing hammered his chest and said decisively: "I can definitely do it!"
Standing up, he looked at Wang Jun with searching eyes.
"I'm going to get the 8 mimic ice crystals that I promised, and Mr. Lao will treat them immediately."
"Go." Wang Jun nodded in agreement.
After Zhao Changqing left, Qiangwei said: "If you have any questions, you can ask now."
Wang Jun shook his head and tapped his temple with his index finger, "No need, I believe my own inference."
"Oh? Can you tell me?" Qiangwei raised her eyebrows slightly, becoming interested.
Wang Jun said: "It's just a few key points."
"First, the fight for the Heart of Metal involves more than just multiple forces in City 36. Second, you and Boss Ye are not affiliated. They should be regarded as two different departments under Chi Qi."
"Why do you see that?" Qiangwei tapped her fingertips on the table, as if she was taking an exam for Wang Jun.
Wang Jun shook his head and feinted: "Intuition."
Staring at Wang Jun's face, Qiangwei said after three seconds:
"You are dishonest. You clearly have a complete inference process but you don't want to tell it. You don't want to expose your thinking."
A keen woman... Wang Jun smiled and changed the subject:
"Sister Qiangwei, Black Front Alley and Dark Fire Network have openly joined forces, so you must appear in front of outsiders with two different identities at the same time."
"You have seen my ability, and you are asking questions knowingly," Qiangwei shook her head, "It is one of the twelve blades of fantasy, and it is not that difficult to create two women with different images appearing at the same time."
"I think you can't exert your maximum strength like this, and it will be very dangerous against masters above level 4." Wang Jun said.
After looking at Wang Jun thoughtfully for five or six seconds, Qiangwei nodded imperceptibly, "Your thinking is very clear."
Then, she briefly described the current situation and situation.
The nine major chaebols are all interested, and the top military leaders of the Federation are also interested.
The arrival of Su Liuyun of the Su family is not accidental. Although he has his own purpose, the old man of the Su family has a long lifespan and is an old fox among old foxes, so he must have given him a mission.
The 52nd Field Division, three hundred kilometers away, was also traveling across mountains and rivers to reach City No. 36.
As well as No. 35, No. 30, No. 33, which are closer to City No. 36... Many associations in the three cities controlled by several other chaebols have sent manpower.
The main force of the Zhao family does not dare to act rashly, just to prevent the crowd from attacking. After all, they have the Lost City in their hands. If other major chaebols want to enter, they must join the scientific research project team of the Red Umbrella Company and obtain the permission of the Zhao family.
This interest has made the major chaebols jealous for many years. The emergence of the Metal Heart will inevitably lead to many existing masters from the Federation appearing in City 36, and the Zhao family has to step up their vigilance.
"The situation is not optimistic. Maybe more than half of the extraordinary warriors in the Federation have gathered in City 36. If we really fight, won't the entire city be turned into ruins?" Wang Jun asked.
Qiangwei replied: "These are not things you need to worry about. If the sky falls, there will be someone to support you, such as Boss Ye."
Glancing at Wang Jun, Qiangwei's character revealed her "arrogant" nature.
"You are level 1. Even if there is a fight, you won't be able to intervene."
"It's useless to think too much. If the battle really breaks out, you can hide with our people..."
Pointing her fingertips at the ground, Qiangwei gave a hint.
After a while, Zhao Changqing returned as promised.
Wang Jun got 8 mimic ice crystals and then helped Zhao Changqing to treat them.
The treatment does not last very long and does not require expensive extraordinary materials.
Ten minutes later, Zhao Changqing howled the whole time, blood seeping out of his skin, like a beast that had been skinned but not dead.
Qiangwei covered her mouth and nose, with a slight look of disgust in her eyes.
With a wave of his hand, Qiangwei spat out Zhao Changqing.
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Zhao family residence, backyard, wing room.
The half-dead Zhao Changqing was covered in blood and collapsed on the bed.
Several maids hurriedly came forward and handled the matter in an orderly manner.
Beside the door, a maid quietly exited, and after a while, she led Zhao Xiuhe into the house.
Seeing the blood flowing on the bed and on the ground, Zhao Xiuhe frowned and said, "I know you are disobedient. Did you go see Wang Jun this time and ask him to help you treat him?"
Zhao Changqing buried his head, his body was naked and the blood stains had been cleaned up by the maids, and he was holding the sheets tightly with both hands.
Zhao Xiuhe took a few steps closer, "Are you so unwilling to let go of this opportunity for revenge?"
Zhao Changqing raised his head, gritted his teeth, and spat out two words one after another: "No! Let go!"
"You have too many obsessions, but that's fine. People without obsessions are mediocre people and are not worthy of being in charge of the Zhao family."
Zhao Xiuhe has a boyish face and fair hair, with his hands behind his back, just like an old Taoist priest in an ancient painting.
"The power that accompanies pain is very real and allows you to remember the price you are paying now."
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Leaving Between the Roses and walking out of the Happy Apartment, Wang Jun locked in on the next target that might possess mimicry ice crystals.
Then, he took the initiative to dial Lin Youwei's number.
After a few beeps, the phone was connected, and Lin Youwei's angry voice came from the other end: "If you fart, let it go!"