God-level Supreme Daddy

Chapter 121 I Like Cash

Master Zhuang's muddy old eyes shot out a light like a knife and a sword, staring at the bald man, and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, just be more honest!"

Master Zhuang's words were like a basin of cold water, temporarily extinguishing Murong Lituo's raging anger.

The bald man gritted his teeth and sat back on his seat.

The method of the spiritual master is strange, and he has the ability to be unpredictable.

He knew that he was no match for Zhuang Leng, and if he fought against him, he would be the one who would suffer in the end.

what! ! !
At this moment, Wu suddenly heard a shrill scream.

Murong Lituo stood up abruptly and looked towards the direction of the ring.

I saw Murong Lingfeng, who had fainted before, woke up again.

This is not the key point, the key point is that one of its arms has been broken, and it hangs weakly on his chest, with scarlet blood flowing down.

His swollen face, which looked like a pig's head, was full of extreme pain, and he was trembling all over.

Patriarch Murong is extremely worried!

Chen Hao looked at Murong Lingfeng, smiled and said: "Like a father, like a son, your father's acting skills are top-notch, and you are not bad either! Your face is swollen like this, and you can still express the pained expression on your face." The audience showed it vividly, it seems that Oscar owes another statuette!"

Hearing this, Mr. Murong spurted out a mouthful of old blood angrily, and passed out again.

Seeing this, Chen Hao shook his head, looked away from the other party, looked at the bald man on the high platform with an aggrieved, angry, and bitter expression on his face, and grinned: "Patriarch, I will give you the last ten seconds to think about it. As soon as I arrive, I will kill Murong Lingfeng and end all of this!"

He paused for a while, thought for a while and said: "No, Qingxuan Continent doesn't seem to have the concept of 'seconds'. Then, I'll count it by dozens. One, two, three..."

When Murong Lituo saw this, Tong Ling's big eyes were full of struggle.

One billion spirit crystals is not a small amount, the value of the entire Murong family is only several billion spirit crystals, taking out one billion spirit crystals at once is equivalent to bloodletting the Murong family!
However, Murong Lingfeng is the hope of the family's rise, and he has to save it...

"Seven, eight, nine..."

When Chen Hao was about to count to "ten", Murong Lituo finally made the most difficult decision, and said loudly: "Master Chen, can you lower the price a bit, my Murong family can't raise so much money for a while! "

"I'm sorry, I always keep my word. One spittle is one nail. If you say one billion, it's one billion, and you can't do without a piece!" Chen Hao said firmly.

The corner of the bald man's mouth twitched, his face squirmed, and he squeezed out a flattering smile and said, "Master Chen, give me some discount..."

"Are you deaf, or stupid?" Chen Hao said angrily.

"I'm not deaf, and I'm not stupid, it's just that the price you gave is too high!" Murong Lituo still didn't give up and wanted to bargain.

Hearing this, the young man said coldly, "Since you are not sincere, then prepare to collect the corpse!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Hao opened his fingers angrily, clenched his iron fist tightly, and made a gesture to smash Murong Lingfeng's head.

Let alone the head of a mortal body with this punch, even an iron ball would be smashed into scum.

Murong Lituo saw this and shouted: "I promise you, one billion!!!"

As soon as the price was called out, he felt that a big piece of his heart had been dug out, and his heart was bleeding from pain.

But there is no way to save Aiko.

"That's right, money is something outside of the body. If a person dies, he can't come back to life. If the money is gone, as long as the person is alive, you can still earn it!" Chen Hao let go of his fist, smiled and gave the other party a few words of comfort.

Patriarch Murong looked at Chen Hao's cat crying and pretending to be merciful, and wished he could devour him alive.

However, both reason and reality tell him that he should not be impulsive, and the result of impulsiveness can only be self-destruction.

Murong Lituo continued to wear a false smile on his face, and said: "Pill Master Chen, since we have reached a deal, can I take Feng'er down to heal his wounds, you see how badly he is injured."

"You want someone?" The young man said with a smile.

The bald man nodded.

"Okay, you can get one billion spiritual crystals here first, when you see the spiritual crystals, when will you let them go!" Chen Hao said, sitting down on his buttocks, as if he didn't see a rabbit or a hawk.

When Murong Lituo heard this, he hurriedly said: "Master Chen, that one billion spiritual crystals is an astronomical sum, I... how could I get it for you right away."

"Then I'll wait for you, when will you get the money, and when will I let you go!"

As Chen Hao said, he patted Murong Lingfeng, who was seriously injured and passed out like a pig, and said, "I can wait, but I'm afraid your son will die if he waits a few more hours!"

"Pill Master Chen, can I write you an IOU first, with everyone's testimony, I won't renege on the debt!" Murong Lituo said eagerly.

He didn't want his beloved son to die!
Chen Hao shook his head: "I don't like IOUs, I like spirit crystals, cash, and I can only feel at ease when I hold the cash in my hands. Patriarch Murong, don't delay, go and raise money!"

After finishing speaking, he sat down on the head of Murong Lingfeng who was fainting.

"Okay, okay, I... I'll go raise money right away! Please don't sit on my son's head, Alchemist Chen!" When he met Chen Hao who was cheaper than him, the bald man really had no choice but to raise money.

Chen Hao got the desired result, nodded, and moved his butt off Murong Lingfeng's head.

Murong Lituo immediately mobilized all connections to find money...

Chen Hao sat on the ring, with his legs crossed, took out a cup of tea, and drank it leisurely, looking very comfortable.

The audience at the scene, looking at the young man, couldn't help muttering.

"Master Chen let Murong Lingfeng go, didn't he let the tiger go back to the mountain?"

"With Murong Lingfeng's talent, if he can get a great opportunity, his achievements will be limitless in the future. It will be troublesome for him to seek revenge from Mr. Chen!"

"No, if I were Mr. Chen, I would definitely kill the enemy to avoid future troubles."

"You can't say that. One billion spiritual crystals is a huge sum of money. With this money, Mr. Chen will definitely improve his cultivation by leaps and bounds."

"..."

Master Zhuang was also somewhat puzzled by his disciple's behavior: he directly killed the enemy based on his character, no nonsense!

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, the time moved forward by an hour.

Murong Lituo finally returned with the one billion spirit crystals he had collected together.

He came to the high platform and said to the young man on the ring: "Master Chen, I have already prepared the spirit crystal, you can let him go now!"

"Master, please collect the money for the apprentice, and verify the authenticity by the way." Chen Hao said to the old man in sackcloth.

Master Zhuang was naturally willing to do it for him, nodded and said, "Okay!"

After finishing his speech, he came to the bald man and took a thick stack of spirit crystal receipts from the Qingxuan Merchant Alliance.

Master Zhuang carefully identified the bills one by one, and it took him a quarter of an hour to count all the bills and confirm the authenticity.

"Teacher, it's all true, not a single billion is missing!" the old man in sackcloth said to the young man.

(End of this chapter)