Amidst a period of uneasiness, Chen Fei hurriedly finished breakfast and came to the company with Lin Qiuhan.

Not long after he started work, Chen Fei received a call from Wei Tian, ​​"Brother Fei, are you free? Can you come to Zuifengsha Bar?"

"What's wrong?" Chen Fei asked.

Wei Tian said: "It's like this. Wan Hui brought the Nine Star Grass here, but there are some small problems."

"What's the problem?" That Nine Star Grass is what Chen Fei needs. When he heard that there was a problem, Chen Fei couldn't help but frown. But then he said: "You hold them steady, I will come right away."

Applying for leave directly on the computer, Chen Fei took off his white coat, then rushed out of the company and rushed towards the bar.

In less than twenty minutes, Chen Fei arrived at Zuifengsha Bar. Wei Tian immediately greeted him and led Chen Fei to a private room.

"What's going on?" Chen Fei asked Wei Tian.

Wei Tian said: "Wan Hui brought the things here, but it seems that they don't want to give Jiuxingcao and want to use other things in exchange. I don't know much about this, and Jiuxingcao is what you want, Brother Fei, so

Please come and take a look."

"Yes!" Chen Fei nodded, roughly understanding the situation here. Then he opened the door and entered the private room.

As soon as he entered the private room, Chen Fei saw Wan Hui sitting on the sofa directly opposite. Next to him, there was also a man in his thirties. The man was thin, but his muscles were lean and contained full explosive power.

At first glance, he looks like a martial artist.

Wei Tian and Chen Fei sat across from the two of them, and Wei Tian immediately said: "Wan Hui, I have promised to give the Nine Star Grass to Brother Fei. So, you and Brother Fei come to discuss this matter."

Wan Hui nodded, his eyes immediately fell on Chen Fei, then picked up a wooden box next to him, opened the lid, presented it in front of Chen Fei, and said: "This is the Nine Star Grass."

Chen Fei took a look and said, "It's true that Jiuxingcao didn't say anything." After saying that, Chen Fei reached out to pick up the wooden box.

However, just when Chen Fei made his move, the thin man next to Wan Hui suddenly stood up, held down the wood with one hand, and blocked himself in front of Chen Fei.

When Chen Fei saw this, he raised his eyebrows, looked at Wan Hui, and said, "What do you mean, Mr. Wan? You can't afford to lose, but you still don't want to admit it?"

The muscles on Wan Hui's face twitched and he said, "Am I, Wan Hui, someone who can't afford to lose? Since it's a bet, then of course I can afford to lose."

"Then what does this mean? This is not an attitude that can afford to lose." Chen Fei glanced at the thin man.

Wan Hui said in a deep voice: "Nine-star grass has been treasured in my Wan family for twenty years. It is my father's favorite thing. It is not an act of filial piety to lose my father's favorite thing. Therefore, I hope to use other things.

To replace Nine Star Grass."

During the conversation, without waiting for Chen Fei to express his position, Wan Hui clapped his hands directly and said to the thin man: "Uncle Bao, give him the things."

Uncle Bao took out a bank card directly from his arms and threw it towards Chen Fei, "There are five hundred thousand here, take it."

Chen Fei's eyelids trembled, he stretched out his hand and flicked the bank card back, and said coldly: "The bet says Nine Star Grass, not five hundred thousand."

At the same time, Wei Tian, ​​who was beside Chen Fei, also stood up with an angry face and yelled at Wan Hui: "Wan Hui, what do you mean? You said you would exchange it for other things, but in the end you took out half a million

, you’re sending beggars away, right?”

"Not to mention that what Brother Fei originally wanted was Nine Star Grass, let's talk about the price of Nine Star Grass on the market. The most common one is worth more than ten million. If you want to replace it with five hundred thousand, are you bullying us because we don't know how to do it?

?" Wei Tian doesn't know much about herbal medicine, but he did a special research on Jiuxingcao.

Facing the glares of the two men, Wan Hui showed a smile and said, "I said, this Nine Star Grass is my father's beloved thing and cannot be given away casually."

Chen Fei said coldly: "That's your business. The bet is Nine Star Grass, I want Nine Star Grass."

"Really? That's not up to you." Wan Hui said: "I advise Mr. Chen to take the money and leave. Five hundred thousand is not a small amount for a small employee like you." Obviously, Wan Hui went back.

After that, I investigated Chen Fei’s background information.

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Bao flicked his fingers and threw the bank card towards Chen Fei. At the same time, he sneered: "If I were you, I would take the money and leave immediately. Otherwise, I will lose everything. When the time comes, I will regret it.

It’s too late.”

Chen Fei's face turned cold, and he took action again, flicking back his bank card, "I said, I only want Nine Star Grass."

Obviously, Chen Fei used much more force this time than before. When the bank card flew back, Uncle Bao wanted to bounce it back again with his hand, but the bank card cut a bloody mark on his palm.

Suddenly, Uncle Bao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his eyes turned cold.

Wan Hui also snorted coldly, looked at Chen Fei and said: "Mr. Chen is not giving me face!"

"I'm not familiar with you." Chen Fei said coldly.

"What an unfamiliar person!" Wan Hui shouted coldly, immediately stood up and shouted angrily: "If that's the case, then you don't need to take anything away."

After saying that, Wan Hui waved his hand and wanted to leave directly with Uncle Bao.

"Wan Hui, you..." Wei Tian saw this and was about to rush out.

However, at this moment, Chen Fei stretched out his hand to stop him, "I'll do it!"

Then, Wan Hui's eyes blurred, and an afterimage fanned over him. Then he saw Chen Fei appear in front of him with an indifferent expression, and reached out to reach for the wooden box in his hand.

"How dare you!" Wan Hui couldn't help but yelled when he saw this.

At the same time, Uncle Bao rushed towards Chen Fei with murderous intent, "Boy, you are looking for death!"

Chen Fei said nothing, turned his palm slightly, and faced Uncle Bao's fierce attack, preparing to have a head-on confrontation with the opponent.

Seeing this, Wan Hui revealed a sarcastic smile and said, "Boy, what do you think those two attacks of yours were? Going into a head-on confrontation with Uncle Bao is totally asking for death."

Uncle Bao grinned with a proud smile and said: "Boy, I am not the three early yellow-level wastes. Going head-to-head with me is the most dangerous and wrong choice you have ever made."

As he spoke, Uncle Bao's aura rose again, his fighting spirit was awe-inspiring, and the private room seemed to be filled with a chilling aura.

"Middle Yellow Level, approaching the late Yellow Level. No wonder you are so reckless and confident." Chen Fei felt the momentum and said.

When Uncle Bao heard this, he was slightly surprised, "I didn't expect you to be able to see my strength. I do have some skills. However, you still have to die."
Chapter completed!