The glory of the king: the almighty Li Bai

Chapter 308 Harvest!

Chapter 340 The Eighth Harvest!
"Fat pig, stop talking nonsense!"

Feng Wanli glanced at Boss Zhang and said coldly.

Boss Zhang's complexion sank, his neck flushed red, he stretched out his hand to the tip of Feng Wanli's nose, and shouted, "Do you know who I am? How dare you scold me!"

"boom!"

Feng Wanli kicked him with his right foot and sent him flying.

Although Boss Zhang is the boss of a big chaebol, but he himself is only at the bronze level, and he is really powerless against Feng Wanli's sudden attack.

"Shh!"

The man in purple appeared in front of Feng Wanli in an instant, stretched out his hand to comfort Feng Wanli: "Don't do anything!"

Feng Wanli glanced at the man in purple, and then continued to ask: "Is there any more expensive than mine? If not, I will take this elf away!"

"Me! I offer 300 million!"

Boss Zhang covered his wound, blushed, and shouted at Feng Wanli: "I'll offer 300 million, poor man, you can raise the price if you have the ability!"

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows, he really couldn't get 300 million.

"Hey, that's just right, we don't have to spend so much money!" Rou Zhi patted his chest with a look of fear.

The man in purple looked around and asked, "Does anyone want to increase the price? If not, this dark elf will belong to Boss Zhang!"

Everyone looked at each other without saying a word.

"Since no one bids, the Dark Elf will belong to Boss Zhang!" The man in purple lifted Boss Zhang up and smiled slightly.

"Humph!"

Boss Zhang snorted coldly at Feng Wanli, but he didn't dare to speak, but he was scared by Feng Wanli's kick.

"This dark elf has a slave brand on his forehead, just drip your own blood on it!"

The man in purple explained to Boss Zhang.

Boss Zhang said to the purple-clothed man beside him: "Okay! You send him back to the convoy behind, and prepare the remaining nine aliens for me. I'll leave right away!"

A cold light flashed in Feng Wanli's eyes, and then he said to Rouzhi Hongshao, "Let's go back, both of us!"

"Hey! Didn't buy a single slave, be angry!"

Rou Zhi pouted at the side, and said with a smile.

Feng Wanli touched his chin, nodded lightly to the blue spirit mink on his shoulder, and said lightly: "Stop talking nonsense, it's getting late, go back early!"

"oh oh!"

Hong Shao nodded, and hastily walked out of the arena with Soft Branches.

"Who is richer than me!"

Boss Zhang grinned, and immediately started talking with a group of men.

Walking out of the arena, Feng Wanli seriously flashed a trace of light, and then smiled at Rouzhi Hongshao: "It's getting late, I'll take you to school!"

"Let's go now!"

Rou Zhi pouted, finally able to come out with Feng Wanli, and didn't want to go back so early.

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows, pointed to the restaurant in front of the arena, and said, "Why don't we go have dinner?"

"Okay!"

Without waiting for Hong Shao to make a decision, Rou Zhi nodded repeatedly: "It happens that I'm starving, let's go eat now!"

A group of three people came to the opposite restaurant, ordered some dishes and a bottle of juice, and they started chatting.

"Wanli, look at that man in blue!"

Rou Zhi suddenly pointed to Nan Yi on the street ahead, and said, "Is that man the man who molested Zhou Ziying? What is he doing here?"

Feng Wanli glanced at Nan Yi and smiled slightly: "You don't care about him."

"I just don't think he is a good person, and there must be no good things coming here!" Rou Zhi stared at Nan Yi in the distance, and explained.

Feng Wanli nodded: "It's really not a good person!"

At this time, Hong Shao asked Feng Wanli: "By the way, Wanli, when do you plan to return to the magic capital?"

"Ten days and half a month, I can't say for sure!"

Feng Wanli pondered for a moment, after all, he still wanted to bring back that group of Qinglong gang members, and Feng Wanli would go back at this time, depending on when the imperial capital relaxed the investigation of the Qinglong gang members.

After 10 minutes, there was a loud bang.

"boom!!!"

There was a roar, and a blue figure suddenly rushed out from the back door of the duel field, holding a black figure in his right hand, and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

"Isn't that the big villain, why did he go straight to the duel!" Rou Zhi's eyes widened, his face full of shock.

Feng Wanli touched his chin, grinned, and then said to the two: "It seems that the capital is not safe, and such things will happen in broad daylight. I will send you back now!"

"Ah, let's go now!" Rou Zhi was quite reluctant, staring at Feng Wanli with a pair of big eyes.

Hong Shao was quite sensible, gently pushed Rou Zhi's shoulder, and said softly: "It's getting late, let's go back early, it's safer!"

"OK then!"

Rou Zhi nodded reluctantly, gently wiped the oil stains from the corners of her mouth, and slowly stood up.

It was said that Feng Wanli sent the two girls back to the imperial capital, hailed a taxi by himself and went directly to a hotel.

"Nan Yi! It's done!"

Feng Wanli glanced at Nan Yi who was kneeling on the ground in the room, and grinned.

Feng Wanli is not a kind person, he was despised by Boss Zhang, Feng Wanli immediately called Nan Yi, took advantage of his time to go to the backyard to fetch slaves, asked Nan Yi to assassinate him, and took all the dark elves and his storage bracelet Got it in hand.

Nan nodded: "What the master ordered will be done even if you sacrifice your life!"

"This dark elf has been knocked down by me, and that big fat man has also been killed by me. This is his storage bracelet!" Nan Yi knelt down on the ground, and put a silver-white storage bracelet on the ground. On both hands, slowly passed it in the direction of Feng Wanli.

"hey-hey!"

Feng Wanli grinned: "You did a good job!"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Wanli cast his eyes on the storage bracelet on his hand, and said softly, "No matter how much money you earn, you don't have the strength yourself, so it's just a wedding dress, and it's just a waste of money for others." .”

Opening Boss Zhang's storage bracelet, gold coin cards came into view.

"One, two... 23"

"A total of 230!"

Feng Wanli licked his lips, and said annoyedly: "Including the money to buy the dark elves, this big fat pig has a net worth of 600 million. So much money was given to the arena for nothing!"

Obviously, Feng Wanli was not satisfied, and regretted not letting Nan Yi kill Boss Zhang in advance, and lost so much money for no reason.

"uh-huh!"

At this moment, the dark elf on the bed groaned, apparently about to wake up.

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows slightly, and set his sights on the dark elf.

"Master, I won't disturb your enjoyment!" Nan Yi backed away thinking he was "very knowledgeable".

(End of this chapter)