The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 248 I Didn't Spit Anywhere

Mo Huasong nodded, and then took out his usual small black knife from his arms.

The quality of this little black knife is better than ordinary ones, so it's good for her to hold it.

"I took your weapon, what do you use?" Mu Fanxuan asked worriedly.

"I still have more." Mo Huasong smiled, and took out another small black knife.

The female bodyguard behind was secretly sweating, the young master was indeed a Batian master, and there were as many small black knives on his body as a cow's hair.

You must know that the price of the small black knife is getting more and more expensive now. Warriors like them, let alone 100 billion, even if they are given 1000 billion, they will not sell it.

With the little black knife in hand, they dare to challenge the innate martial arts masters!

For warriors, strength is the right way, and all money is just floating clouds.

To put it bluntly, what is 1000 billion worth?
As long as they are willing, as long as they wave their knives to find the head of a family, the other party will give them the money directly.If they don't pay, they will lose their lives.

For example, the Li family was taken away by the young master, and the 1000 billion yuan belonged to the Songhua Group.

"Okay, I'll take it." Mu Fanxuan took the small black knife with joy on his face.

Although he is still a bit machismo sometimes, he treats her better.

So, she used to call him a jerk, but now she doesn't call him a bastard.

It wasn't that Mo Huasong was reluctant to give that attack weapon to Mu Fanxuan, but that she was not strong enough and couldn't use it at all.

Mo Huasong asked Mu Fanxuan to take out the jade around her neck. When she was puzzled, he had already taken out his magic weapon and carved a rune on the jade.

In the past, Mo Huasong was not strong enough to engrave deep runes on defensive jade.

Now he is already at the second level of martial arts at the third rank of refining Qi, and his strength is so strong that he himself doesn't know what level it should be equivalent to.

Only by fighting against masters above the Golden Core Stage can one know the realm one is in.

After some delineation, several small symbols were added to the jade.Finally, Mo Huasong bit his middle finger, and a drop of blood fell on the rune just now.

"Whoosh." The rune disappeared miraculously.

Mu Fanxuan looked at Mo Huasong's broken finger and asked distressedly, "Yumutou, don't you feel pain?"

"It hurts." Mo Huasong nodded.

He's not an idiot, can he bite his finger without pain?
"Then you still bite?" Mu Fanxuan stomped her feet angrily.

"It's okay, in this case, your defensive jade will be different." Mo Huasong hung the defensive jade around Mu Fanxuan's neck again.

If you could only defend once before, now it is three times.

And the defense level is also much higher, not ordinary people can hurt her.

Now he is most worried about her, she doesn't know martial arts, and her bodyguards are poor.

If it wasn't for the lack of time, he really wanted to raise the strength of these two female bodyguards to innate martial arts.

But they just took the elixir, and the amount of medicine in their bodies has not been fully refined.If they eat another one now, it will only damage their bodies.

Mo Huasong glanced at Mu Fanxuan: "When you go out to eat at night, be careful."

"What's wrong? Are you worried about me?" Mu Fanxuan asked slyly.

"No, nothing." Mo Huasong hurriedly shook his head desperately: "Why would I worry about you?"

Mu Fanxuan glared at Mo Huasong, but said nothing.

Mo Huasong went over to Wu Yuzhen to say a few words, and then left.

Wu Yuzhen said that she hadn't been back to the capital for several years, and she had some friends in the capital before, and she wanted to visit them.

She used to leave the capital in despair, but now it's different. She owns the Songhua Group with a market value of 1000 billion, so she has to show it off in front of her friends.

This time, Wu Yuzhen invited them to dinner at the most expensive hotel in the capital. Don't think that Wu Yuzhen is a useless person.

And all of this has been arranged by Mu Le.

Now several members of the Mu family stationed in the capital have been sent to serve Wu Yuzhen and the others.

On the contrary, Mo Huasong didn't need anyone to follow him, all he needed was a car.

When Mo Huasong arrived downstairs, a driver from the Mu family hurried up to meet him. "Mr. Mo, Master Mu Le asked me to drive you."

Mo Huasong frowned slightly: "Didn't I tell Mu Le that I would drive by myself?"

The driver of the Mu family hurriedly said: "Mr. Mo, Master Mu Le thinks this way. Now the roads in the capital are much more complicated than before. If you need to do business, it's not convenient to park."

"Okay, let's go to Night Garden now." Mo Huasong was right when he thought about it, it's better to let the driver drive.

The driver hurried into a Mercedes-Benz next to him, and drove Mo Huasong to Yeyuan.

Night Garden is a very large trading place in the capital city. It not only has medicinal materials, antiques, but also some weird things.

The Gubo Market in Zhanhai City is equivalent to a condensed version of Night Garden.

The area of ​​the Night Garden is equivalent to ten times the size of the ancient market. Even businessmen from all over the country will often go to the Night Garden to find some good things.

The driver was very familiar with the roads in the capital, and half an hour later, he drove to Yeyuan.

"Mr. Mo, this card contains my mobile phone number. If you come out, you can call me. I will wait near the door." The driver said respectfully.

"Okay." Mo Huasong didn't say much, opened the car door and walked out.

Sure enough, Night Garden is different from Gubo Market.

At the entrance of the Gubo Market, there are many people who sell fake goods, and at the entrance of the Night Garden, there are some uncles and aunts wearing red armbands, walking back and forth, which is daunting.

Entering inside, Mo Huasong saw rows of shops, and he was surprised by the number of shops.

He came here once when he was a child, and it seems that there are not so many shops.

I didn't expect Ye Yuan to change so much after a few years.

There was a short and thin man in front of him who spit out a mouthful of phlegm, and an agile figure flew over immediately, the speed was no less than that of a martial arts master.

"Boy, you are spitting everywhere, and you will be fined ten yuan." An aunt in her fifties threw herself at the side of the short and thin man. She quickly took out a fine receipt from her pocket, and at the same time stretched out her left hand to ask for money. .

"I'm going, aunt, you are so old, your eyes are not working well, are you? Which eye of yours saw me spitting?" The man jumped up angrily.

But the aunt is more than 1.6 meters tall, and he is only 1.5 meters. Even if he jumps up, he is not as tall as the aunt.

Mo Huasong saw it clearly, that short and thin man was actually the number one god in the world, Fat Dragon.

The aunt scolded angrily: "I can see it with both eyes, it's just—huh? Where's the phlegm?"

The aunt looked around, but she didn't see where the phlegm was.

It turned out that when the cunning Feilong jumped up and landed, his feet landed on the mouth of phlegm.

Just now he kept twisting his buttocks and turning his feet, probably the phlegm was turned away by him.

"Hehehe, if you didn't see the phlegm, then I'm not spitting everywhere, so I don't need to be fined." Fat Long looked proud.

The aunt turned her head and saw Mo Huasong on the right, and immediately ran over excitedly.

(End of this chapter)