Zhao Kun stayed where he was in surprise. How could this loser who had been bullied by him since he was a child transform into a master who could not even get close to a spirit boy qigong practitioner? He watched Rong Que staggering towards him.
, exactly the same as his expression and movements just now, Zhao Kun suddenly felt that his legs began to weaken and trembled non-stop.
"Young Master Zhao, what did you just say? I really didn't hear clearly." When he came to Zhao Kun, Rong Que grinned, patted Zhao Kun on the shoulder and said, "Young Master Zhao, let me see what happened today.
, you won’t care about me, right? You won’t notice an elegant waste like me, right? In this case, I’ll leave first if it’s okay. Goodbye.”
With that said, Rong Que turned around and walked in the direction of Yan Mansion.
There was a trace of madness born of fear in Zhao Kun's eyes. If others knew that he, a spirit boy qigong practitioner, was so frightened by a waste with no spiritual power that he dared not take action, then his reputation would be completely ruined.
Thinking of this, Zhao Kun's eyes showed a ruthless look, he reached out and pulled out a dagger from his boots, and rushed towards Rong Que. It could be seen from the faint light of spiritual power on the dagger that Zhao Kun
This time he was ruthless and wanted to kill Rong Que on the spot. For him, there was no way that such a waste could be compared with his own face.
The tip of the knife was about to penetrate Rong Que's body in an instant. An almost crazy smile appeared on Zhao Kun's face, as if he had already seen the dagger sinking into Rong Que's body, blood spurting out, and the good-for-nothing's face showed pain.
, regret, unwillingness, etc. made him feel very excited.
But, just thinking about it...
Just when the tip of the knife was about to pierce, Rong Que calmly turned around and raised his left hand, grabbing the back of the dagger with perfect strength and angle. He looked at Zhao Kun with a smile and said, "It seems that Zhao Da
The young master will not let me go today. If this is the case, then I can only let the young master Zhao calm down!" With a strong left hand, the dagger was overwhelmed and broke every inch.
Zhao Kun looked at him in fear: "How is it possible, how is it possible, trash... No, Master Rong Que, don't kill me, don't kill me, I can give you whatever you want, just don't kill me!"
Rong Que grinned and said: "Young Master Zhao, how could I kill you? You are a Qi practitioner in the early stage of the soul boy. Who am I, right? So this kind of joke is not allowed."
Zhao Kun's eyes shone with hope: "That means Master Rong Que has let me go. Can I go?" Facing this Rong Que who instantly transformed from a waste to a master, he felt particularly aggrieved.
, a feeling that his inner world could not accept no matter what, and this feeling made him not want to stay here for even a second.
"No, no, no, Master Zhao, since you want to cause trouble for me so much, you must pay some price for causing trouble." Rong Que looked at Zhao Kun with a smile.
Zhao Kun didn't know why. He looked at Rong Que in confusion and asked: "The price? What price? As long as you don't kill me, I can pay any price."
Rong Que grinned and said: "Young Master Zhao, how many gold coins is your life worth? It's probably worth one million. It's a pity that so many of you can't raise one million gold coins together. I think this is good."
No, I'm not greedy either. Five hundred thousand, I only want half a million. I can use the extra for you to buy candies, okay?"
When Zhao Kun heard this, he almost fainted. Five hundred thousand was the income of the Zhao family for several years. If you take away this five hundred thousand, the Zhao family's funds may be directly paralyzed. For these five
For 100,000 yuan, Zhao Chuan would most likely slap him to death without paying for it. It's not worth it for a piece of trash.
Zhao Kun looked sad and said: "Master Rong Que, I really can't afford five hundred thousand, how about this? I'll give you two hundred thousand, and I can use other things as collateral for the rest?"
Rong Queyi frowned and said: "It seems that Master Zhao Kun has no sincerity in the transaction, so I won't force anything. Two hundred thousand can only buy half of your body, and I will keep your two legs and one arm."
Bar!"
These words made Zhao Kun tremble with fear, and his clothes were wet with cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and said as if he had made some important decision: "Master Rong Que, I will use this as collateral for the remaining three hundred thousand!"
As he spoke, he took out a ring from his arms and handed it to Rong Que.
Zhao Kun was so distressed that he almost cried, and said: "This is a low-grade storage ring. Although it is not worth 300,000 yuan, the market price of a low-grade storage ring is 200,000 yuan. There is still 50,000 yuan in this storage ring."
As for the gold coins, I still have two volumes of Yuan-level intermediate Qigong at home. Next time I bring them, I will also pledge them to you. The total should be enough for 300,000. I will find a way to get the remaining gold coins for you."
Now it was Rong Que's turn to be surprised. This was the first time he saw a storage ring. He had seen records about storage rings in books.
The storage ring is a rare thing. Only qigong masters who can master the attribute of space, and those who have practiced alchemy, have a very small chance of casting it. It forms a space inside, is small in size, and is not easy to be stolen by others.
Discovered and stolen, the ten most famous storage rings on the Starfall Continent all have the function of storing living things, and the space is very huge.
Rong Que looked at the storage ring with golden light in his eyes, but the demonstration was very good and no one noticed it. He said: "Are your storage rings cheap? Bring me a few when you have time. Okay, since
Now that you have got three hundred thousand, you can write a note, just write that you and I made a bet, if you lose two hundred thousand to me, you will pay it back within three days." Then he took out the paper from the storage ring behind the bloody recognition.
and pen, and handed them to Zhao Kun.
The corners of Zhao Kun's mouth twitched and he said, "I only have this one storage ring. I'll write the receipt right away, right away!"
He took the pen and paper, lay down on the ground and started writing. After a while, he bit off his thumb and printed it on the written paper, and handed it to Rong Que respectfully.
After looking at the documents, Rong Que waved his hand to indicate that he could leave. Zhao Kun immediately ran away, not even having time to take care of the younger brothers who came with him.
Zhao Kun ran to a place where Rong Que couldn't see him, gasped for air, and said viciously: "Little bastard, just wait for me and see how my elder brother will deal with you when he comes back. I will definitely make you pay for the money you swallowed."
Spit it out with profit!"
Rong Que stood up and stretched, looked at the young masters from second-rate families lying on the ground, and said with disdain: "You bunch of poor guys, remember to bring gold coins next time you go out to fight!"
After saying that, Rong Que happily walked towards Yan Mansion, still thinking in his heart: "It seems that extortion is really an art. When the money comes, you can't stop it no matter what. There is nothing you can do."
When he returned to Yan Mansion, he immediately rushed back to his room regardless of the servants' greetings, took out the herbs in his arms, and studied them carefully.
"I heard that this herb is soaked in water, and the liquid will collide with non-natural spiritual energy. That means that if a qigong master uses this herb, he may explode and die. Fortunately, I still
Didn’t practice Qi!”
Suddenly, Rong Que thought of something that confused him. That white-haired young man, that powerful Spirit King, why did he have to go to the Immortal Appreciation Tower to find him and rob him? Impossible, with his Spirit King status.
If you have the strength to rob someone, you can do it on the street, so why go to all the trouble.
Rong Que shook his head vigorously: "Hey, forget it, we'll find out when we go. If we don't go, maybe he will get angry and come home."
He hid the herbs, put on his storage ring, opened the door and walked out without hesitation, as if he would never return.