Wow! Wow!!

The terrifying dragon roar directly shattered the glass on the window.

Some small objects around him were pushed around and fell to the ground together.

The whole room was in chaos in an instant!

Mo Nan could clearly feel that a vague dragon phantom was slowly formed in the Six Dao Heavenly Books. The phantom was very small and very ethereal, but it was formed directly on the Six Dao Heavenly Books as if it was fertile.

"This is the breath of the dragon? How is it possible? Even if the dragon clan in the heavenly realm is extinct, how can it exist in these six heavenly books?" Mo Nan's shock was extraordinary.

Because he was surprised to find that the nurturing dragon was actually absorbing his spiritual power.

The degree of absorption is very rapid, close to crazy absorption!

Mo Nan almost wanted to stop him, and a painful sound came from his throat, and his whole body was lifted by an inexplicable force one meter above the ground and floating in the air.

A whirlwind slowly formed in the whole room, rotating a lot of paper together!

At this time, a sound finally came from outside.

"What's going on? The sounds are coming out there?"

"Mr. Mo's room! Mr. Mo? Mr. Mo, are you okay?" A noisy sound came from outside, and it was obvious that a lot of people came.

And the ones who made the sound were Xiong Ye and Miss Ning among them.

Mo Nan fell on the ground with a bang in the room. He was sweating and panting, and replied in a deep voice: "I'm fine, go back!"

Miss Ning saw outside that even the window glass was broken into powder, and the sound just now was so terrifying that something must have happened, but Mr. Mo didn't want everyone to see it.

She waved her left and right: "You all retreat! Don't let anyone disturb Mr. Mo!"

She and Xiong Ye looked at each other and chose to stay.

Mo Nan took two elixirs she carried with him and secretly recovered for a while. He found that the dragon embryo in the Six Heavenly Books had fallen asleep in satisfaction.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You will take advantage of the fisherman. Unfortunately, all my spiritual power has been absorbed by you. I will have to recover for several days. I hope I won't take action tomorrow!"

"Mr. Mo, are you really okay? Can we come in?" Miss Ning's voice became a little anxious at the door.

"Come in!" Mo Nan also needed to change a room, so naturally he asked Miss Ning to arrange it.

As soon as the door opened, they saw the chaos in the room. Both of them were shocked at the door.

"Mr. Mo, what's wrong with you?" Master Xiong walked in quickly.

Miss Ning found that although the whole room was very messy, a strange pattern was formed in a vague way, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

"Mr. Mo, why are you sweating so much? You are not having any problems in practicing internal skills, right?"

Miss Ning knew that sometimes the people from the ancient martial arts family would destroy them when they practiced internal skills or moves. She suddenly saw the volume of Warring States silk book not far from Mo Nan. Didn’t this be given to Mo Nan by Mr. Yan and others tonight?

Mo Nan's face was indeed very pale. He stood up and said, "Miss Ning, change me a room! I'm fine, you don't have to worry!"

"Yeah! OK!"

Miss Ning quickly took Mo Nan to the room next to her, and Mo Nan started to recover without any extra words.

Seeing this, Miss Ning and Master Xiong had to say goodbye and leave the door.

"Is there something wrong with this volume of Warring States silk book?" Miss Ning held the volume of Warring States silk book, and a look of horror flashed in her eyes. She asked Master Yan Er to buy it for Mo Nan as the recommender.

If something really happens, she will definitely have some responsibility!

"Fuck, it must be the old guy Yan Gou who sold him and made Mr. Mo look like this! Fuck, he is still drinking outside, right! Wait until I catch him!"

Master Xiong was furious and rushed out in a hurry.

After a while, he dragged and pulled an old bearded man over, and two tough men were followed behind them, who were the big shots of Wuyang City.

"Yan Gou, is this fucking volume of Warring States silk book fake? Look, after Zhenren Mo practiced, he became like this!" Master Xiong pointed to the destroyed room and said in a low voice.

Yan Gou was almost pushed to the ground by him, struggling to stand on his body, and shouted: "Jin Xiong, don't be shameless. When did I sell fake things? This is a silk book of the Warring States Period, and it is not an internal skill and mental method. What kind of practice is it?"

The boss of Wuyang City laughed and said, "Jin Xiong, why didn't you hire a fake product and come back? Is it because you find that there is no chance tomorrow, so just ask Yan Gou to vent your anger?"

"That's right! I'll meet tomorrow! You brag before and said how powerful Mo Zhenren you invited, and you have to cram the Buddha in an emergency. Now if something goes wrong, I'll blame me. Humph!" Yan Gou didn't want to take the blame.

"Die dog, do you want me to break your leg, right?" Master Xiong said angrily.

The boss of Wuyang City smiled and said, "Is it interesting to bully this little guy? Yan Gou has always only done business and doesn't care about other things. If you want to move him, he will cut off the supply of several of our cities! Next time, if you want to hire foreign aid, you can invite a few more reliable ones. If you can't afford to hire a master of Huajin, you can find me to cooperate with you!"

Another big guy came up and put Yan Gou on his shoulder, pulled him away, and said as he walked, "What a bullshit Mo Zhenren! That's this kind of guy!"

"This is awesome and boastful. I'm afraid of death tomorrow. I might as well destroy my meridians by myself and keep my name!"

"I just said I don't want to come, and continue drinking! The bullshit Mo Zhenren, he can practice hard even if he practices!"

The three of them whispered loudly, and then continued to go back to drink.

Master Xiong was so angry that his eyes almost spurted out of fire.

...

The next day, February 2, the day when the dragon raises its head.

The party venue was ready early that morning.

At the occasion of gatherings of bigwigs, it is not a negotiating table, but a ring as big as a basketball court.

The people sitting around are all bigwigs from underground forces in Jiangnan Province.

"How could he be qualified to enter?" Yan Yinghao had just sat down with a few people from the offshore family when he suddenly saw Mo Nan slowly walking in with the group.

Yan Yinghao was so angry that his fists were clenched with crackling sounds. He wanted to bring Yan Yuner and Yu Qiaoshan and the others in before, but it took a lot of tricks to find the position. Although the three of them have returned now, this made him even more worried.

Now seeing Mo Nan, a boy who relies on being a gangster under Master Xiong, walked in like nothing happened. How could he not be angry?

"Hmph! Very good! When the final friendship competition is over, you will feel better!" Yan Yinghao gritted his teeth and sat down.

Mo Nan didn't know that Yan Yinghao was there, or he didn't care whether he was there or not.

Master Yan Er and Master Xiong and others were going to say hello to the other bigwigs, but Mo Nan would not participate.

He had just found a seat to sit down when a black shadow suddenly appeared next to him.

"Oh! It's really you, buddy!" A big fat man sat next to Mo Nan casually.

When Mo Nan saw the fat man's funny face, he couldn't help but smile: "Xiong Er, such a coincidence!"

"That's right! Is the bell I sold to you a few days ago useful?" Xiong Er touched his pocket and handed Mo Nan a pack of potato chips. He opened a bowl of pig's trotters himself, and grabbed one and started gnawing on the spot.

Although Mo Nan and Xiong Er had met for the second time, he still liked this very comfortable chat and said, "Of course it's not enough for your 14 million to use!"

"Hey, buddy, you're so sad! We're all fair business, right? We've said it's donated to children in poor mountainous areas!"

Mo Nan smiled faintly and the people in the entire venue were already halfway through.

But everyone was talking nonsense, and even Xiong Er spoke in a low voice. Obviously, before the negotiations among the big guys began, the whole atmosphere became depressing first.

Xiong Er gnawed two pig's trotters and said vaguely: "We in Jiangdu are under great pressure this time. I don't know if Mr. Yan can resist it. If it collapses, I will probably close the shop in Changzhou District in the future! By the way, which big guy will win this time? I heard that a real master figure has come overseas this time!"
Chapter completed!