Summary of the previous chapter: The killings of Zhao Wenyi and Ximen Jing resulted in the death of many people. Of course, Ma Xiaoquan was not among these many people...
Dongfang Qingxue and Bei Mingxue nodded and said in unison: "Okay, then we will listen to you."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and shouted to the Zi family brothers not far away: "Hey, you guys over there, how about our cooperation?"
Ziming Zilong had noticed Ma Xiaoquan a long time ago. They didn't take action because they were worried about Ma Xiaoquan's sudden intervention. After all, Ma Xiaoquan had cheated Zilong in the auction house a few days ago. Top novel,...
"Cooperation? How about cooperation?" Zilong replied angrily.
When Ma Xiaoquan walked up to the Zi brothers, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. The two followers beside Zi Long had even half-pulled out the swords from their waists.
"Don't panic, don't panic, I'm not here to fight you."
Zi Ming pulled Zi Long, smiled and said to Ma Xiaoquan: "So, brother, what kind of cooperation do you want?"
Ma Xiaoquan said: "It's very simple. You give me money, and my two wives and I will help you grab the box."
Zilong snorted coldly: "Why should we believe you?"
Ma Xiaoquan shrugged and said: "I'm not asking you to believe me, but you also saw it at the auction in Meiwu Town before. I don't know what the box is for, so even if I took it , I have to find a way to resell it. Of course, judging from the situation where you are all grabbing that box, that box must be something good. I picked it up and it was hot. It’s a pity that I, Ma San, don’t understand, and I don’t have the intention. Understand, I just want money, young masters, what do you think?"
"Humph, just based on what you said, how can we believe you? What's more, there are only three of you and two women. You are not qualified."
Ma Xiaoquan's face darkened and he said: "So, the young master is going to refuse, okay, then let's find someone else to cooperate with." After that, Ma Xiaoquan pretended to turn around and leave.
"Wait a minute!" Zi Ming suddenly called out to Ma Xiaoquan, then pulled Zi Long aside and whispered, "That guy named Ma San, at first glance, he is a money-minded person. Such a person is easy to take advantage of. , Besides, as you saw just now, that guy is not stupid, but has great ideas. If we cooperate with such a person temporarily, the advantages will outweigh the disadvantages. "
"Brother, but you also saw that that guy is also a difficult character?" Zilong asked worriedly.
"I know," Zi Ming nodded, "the greater the risk, the greater the opportunity. We don't have many people right now, and there are still a lot of people around. If you want to grab that box, you have to be strategic."
"Well, okay, then brother, what do you think we should do?"
Zi Ming smiled slightly, turned around and said to Ma Xiaoquan: "Brother Ma, right? Well, we have agreed to cooperate with you, but we just don't know how much money you want?"
Ma Xiaoquan laughed and held out three fingers: "No more, no more, two hundred thousand taels, I wonder if you can afford it?"
"Two hundred thousand taels?" Zilong became angry upon hearing this and shouted, "Why don't you go and grab it?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Shouldn't we just discuss how to rob it now?"
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"Okay" Zi Ming interrupted Zi Long and said to Ma Xiaoquan with a smile, "Okay, two hundred thousand taels is two hundred thousand taels, but I can't come up with so much money at once, so why not..."
"Then pay half first!" Ma Xiaoquan was not polite and extended his hand.
"Okay, happy! Brother Ma San is really happy, so let's pay half of it first!" Zi Ming did not hesitate, and directly took out ten silver bills worth 10,000 taels from his arms and threw them to Ma Xiaoquan.
"Brother, this is yours..." Zilong looked at Ziming in surprise. Others didn't know what the one hundred thousand taels were, but he knew.
Zi Ming shook his head at Zi Long.
Ma Xiaoquan took the banknotes, unfolded each one and checked each one. After confirming that they were all genuine, he folded the banknotes.
After accepting the money, Ma Xiaoquan naturally changed his face and said, "Young master is also a cheerful person, but I don't know his surname?"
Zi Ming chuckled and said: "My surname is Hong, and my name is only one inscription. This is my younger brother, Hong Long."
Ma Xiaoquan sneered in his heart, Damn, you can really make it up. I disguised myself and at least didn't change my surname. It would be better for you to change your surname but not your first name. That's cruel.
"Oh, it turns out they are the Hong brothers. Okay, now that we have cooperated, what are your plans?"
Zi Ming chuckled: "It's very simple. Brother Ma San can wait with us and wait for the opportunity."
Ma Xiaoquan was also happy and nodded: "Okay"
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At this time, Zhao Wenyi and Ximen Jing could no longer support themselves. Both of them suffered varying degrees of injuries. Faced with the siege of a group of people, if it weren't for the black poisonous mist surrounding them, they would have died long ago.
Well, and because of the poisonous mist surrounding him, the cold arrows fired by the desperadoes surrounding him didn't seem to have much effect.
"Drink" Ximen Jing pulled out a cold arrow on his arm and said bitterly: "Eighth Young Master, are we...are we going to die?"
Zhao Wenyi gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Death? Impossible. I, Zhao Wenyi, have not accomplished my great cause, how can I just die like this?" After roaring, Zhao Wenyi took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms.
"I didn't want to use it at first, but I didn't expect you to push me to this point. Good, good." Zhao Wenyi said three good words in a row, then he pulled out the cork of the bottle, shook his head, and drank the contents of the porcelain bottle.
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"What did he drink?" Dongfang Qingxue interrupted and asked.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "I don't know, but looking at that guy's expression, it seems that it's not simple."
As soon as Ma Xiaoquan finished speaking, he saw Zhao Wenyi suddenly roaring, and his expression seemed to be very painful.
But... while Zhao Wenyi was roaring, the cold arrows flying towards him were unable to penetrate his flesh.
"Ximen Jing, get out of the way," Zhao Wenyi gritted his teeth and roared with a ferocious face.
Ximen Jing was also shocked. Although he knew that he recognized this master as very capable, he did not expect him to be so terrifying.
"Yes!" Although Ximen Jing was scared in his heart, he still lay on the ground obediently.
"Haha..." Zhao Wenyi laughed wildly to the sky and shouted, "If you dare to shoot cold arrows at me, none of you will be able to leave today. You will all die, die."
After roaring, Zhao Wenyi took a few steps and was in front of a person in an instant. He raised his fists and hit the person in the face. There was a "bang" sound and the person's head turned out to be like a watermelon.
