"Pay the money! Since you are the eldest lady of a powerful family, two billion should be nothing!"
Xuan Pang ignored Wu Yali, spoke lightly and looked at Wu Feng.
"And you, you should be able to get the two billion, right? If you can't get it, then you will be in a little trouble today!"
call!
Wu Feng exhaled a thick breath.
Then, he stood up and walked to the door: "Just think of us as disturbing you today and say goodbye!"
"Do I allow you to leave?" Ling Hao said calmly.
"What do you want?" Wu Feng turned his head and glanced at Ling Hao, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Can't you understand Daxia Mandarin? Then don't come to Daxia to dance!" Xuan Pang responded: "Today, you can't go anywhere without two billion!"
"It's okay if you don't pay. Everyone can sacrifice an arm or leave. You can choose one of the two!" Ling Hao added.
"Did you hear what my elder brother said?" Xuan Pang said: "Two billion for one arm, it's worth it!"
"I am a member of the royal family of Nanchi Kingdom. If you have the ability, just touch me!" Wu Feng brought up his family background.
After finishing speaking, he walked toward the door, followed by the old man and several men in black and white, all tense.
Wu Feng had his own pride. He came to discuss business on behalf of the Nanchi Kingdom. He really didn't believe that Xuan Pang dared to attack him!
"Mr. Chen, let's go too!" Wu Yali glanced at Ling Hao coldly, then stood up and followed him.
"Are all the people in Nanchi Kingdom as idiots as you?" Xuan Pang looked at Wu Feng and said in a deep voice.
As soon as the voice fell, a palm was swept out, and the wind roared.
Wu Feng was a newly developed Zhan Zun in strength, nearly two realms lower than Xuan Pang, so naturally he couldn't dodge this palm.
Bang!
Just after taking two steps, there was a muffled sound, and then it flew out.
After hitting the ground, he rolled over several times before stopping, opening his mouth and spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
"Young Master!" several followers shouted at the same time.
"Master Wu!" Wu Yali also exclaimed, with a flash of panic on her face.
As the person in charge of Wu Feng's reception in Daxia, she must bear some responsibility if anything happens to Wu Feng.
"You are very good!" Wu Feng got up from the ground, his eyes were scarlet, his anger was raging, and he was gritting his teeth.
"I officially inform you that no matter who you are, you will die!"
"You are such an idiot!" Xuan Pang shrugged his shoulders.
"You bastard, you deserve to die if you dare to hit the young master!" The old man roared angrily and led several men in black to charge towards Xuan Pang.
"Mr. Chen, let's do it together!" Wu Yali told the old man behind her.
"Okay, miss!" Although the old man surnamed Chen was afraid of Xuan Pang's skills, he did not dare to disobey the miss's orders.
"Since they are unwilling to do it themselves, then help them!" Ling Hao looked at Xuan Pang and explained.
"Copy that!" Xuan Pang nodded in response and took two steps forward.
Click! Click!
There was no suspense. After a while, there was a sound of bones breaking.
Then they saw two old men and several men in black lying down at the same time, screaming in pain.
Each right arm was drooped on the shoulder, obviously disabled.
"Zhan...Zhan Zongjing?!" The two old men finally found out Xuan Pang's cultivation at this time, with a look of horror on their faces.
When did the warriors in the Zhan Zong realm become the same as cabbage on the street?
How can a random fat man have such incredible cultivation?!
"Surprised?" Xuan Pang said calmly.
Then he ignored the two of them and turned to look at Wu Feng and Wu Yali: "It's your turn. Do you want to do it yourself or should I help you?"
"You...you bastard, you will definitely pay the price for your actions today!" Wu Yali couldn't help but take two steps back.
"If you dare to cripple one of my arms, I guarantee that your whole family will be buried with you!" Wu Feng's eyes flashed with coldness.