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Chapter 105 Mittel Tengshan! (New week, please recommend!)

"Hehe, brothers, this little girl dares to stop us, and she doesn't even look at who I am, Nalan Que." As he spoke, Nalan Que's expression turned cold in an instant: "Trash! Get out of here!"

Immediately, Nalan Que slapped him, and within half a second his hand froze suddenly, and he could feel someone grabbing his wrist.

Nalan Que wanted to break free, but it was in vain.

Turning his head suddenly, he saw only a black slender figure.

"Boss!" Nalan Xueqing exclaimed.

"The people in my Utensil Pavilion, are you an ant who can move?" Jiang Wusuo's voice was extremely cold, and he slept relatively darkly last night, but Nalan Que and others woke him up naturally.

"Crack...!" Jiang Wushuo's right hand suddenly exerted strength, and the palm directly crushed Nalan Que's wrist.

Before Nalan Que cried out in pain, Jiang Wushuo pushed out with a palm, and it landed on Nalan Que's dantian, the strong wind was insidious, but with one breath, Nalan Que flew upside down and landed on the street, his dantian was smashed to pieces .

Without any explanation, Jiang Wusuo threw Nalan Que and his party out of the store with one hand and one person.

Several people hurriedly stood up and lifted Nalan Que, only to find that Nalan Que had only one breath left, and there was no fighting spirit in his body!

"You... how dare you abolish the lack!"

A turbulent sea arose in the hearts of several people. In the holy city of Jia Ma, there are still people who dare to attack the Nalan family. This is something they never dared to imagine.

Because of Gai Chen, Jiang Wushuo was already in a depressed mood, since these people hit the muzzle of the gun, he didn't plan to let it go.

"Noisy!"

With a stern shout, Yuan Hong sword came out, across a scar, and a black figure shot out quickly. Before a few people could react, blood was splashed on the street.

The holy city has its rules, Jiang Wusuo did not kill him, but just taught Nalan Que and others a profound lesson.

Jiang Wushuo turned back holding the sword, paused at the door, pondered for a few seconds and suddenly raised the sword, only to see a flash of sword light, and sparks sputtered from Yuanhong's sword tip touching the wall.

"The one who takes the usurper by force, waste!"

"Those who stir up trouble, useless!"

"Those who don't agree with me, waste!"

With the sword drawn, the Three Wastes appeared in everyone's sight.

"Hiss, the owner of the Equipment Pavilion is so domineering!"

"So what's the point of being overbearing? Judging by the strength that this boss showed just now, he is only a big fighter at best." In the crowd, a big fighter curled his lips and said.

"Hehe, the boss is a great fighting master, but don't forget that there is also a middle-aged man in the fighting spirit realm in the store."

……

There was a lot of discussion outside the Utensil Pavilion, but Jiang Wushuo had already returned to the Utensil Pavilion after putting away his sword.

"Thank you boss!" Nalan Xueqing came forward, lowered her head and thanked sincerely.

Jiang Wushuo turned his head and glanced at Nalan Xueqing, his excitement gradually calmed down.

"If you don't want to be bullied, you have to become stronger yourself." Jiang Wusuo turned his head and warned softly.

After walking two steps inside, Jiang Wusuo stopped and called to Qian Xing's room: "Old Qian, Xueqing and I are going out for a while."

"Okay, I'll look at it in the store, and there won't be any major problems."

……

Walking on the bustling streets of the holy city, Nalan Xueqing looked around but still followed behind Jiang Wushuo.

"Boss, where are we going?" The No. 1 young generation of Nalan's collateral line was abolished just now, and Jiang Wusuo took her on the street. Nalan Xueqing didn't understand. Could it be that the boss is not afraid Nalan Que's revenge?

"Go to the Mittel family to discuss business." Jiang Wushuo replied lightly.

Nalan Xueqing's eyes widened. The Mittel family is one of the three major families in the Jia Ma Empire. A small appliance business?People can see it.

Nalan Xueqing didn't know where her boss made a mistake, but she came up with such a naive idea.

Outside the Mittel family, Jiang Wushuo announced the name "Bu Jingyun", and the guards outside the door asked the two to wait for a while, then turned around and went in to report.

After touching for about ten minutes, a beautiful figure slowly walked out.

"Mr. Bu, Grandpa welcomes you!" Concubine Mittel said with a slightly reddened face and nodded slightly.

"Sister Yafei!" Nalan Xueqing was shocked. As the granddaughter of Miter Tengshan, Yafei actually came to greet her boss in person. Could it be that her boss is very powerful.

But thinking about the last auction, didn't Mittel Yafei just accompany her boss?Thinking of this, Nalan Xueqing calmed down a lot.

However, there are more and more doubts about who the boss is, who can attract the attention of the Mittel family.

Jiang Wushuo didn't notice Mittel Yafei's expression, and said politely: "Miss Lao Yafei is here!"

Taking the two to the study, Mittel Fujishan let Jiang Wushuo go in alone, while Nalan Xueqing and Mittel Yafei were left outside.

"Sister Yafei, who is my boss?"

Hearing Nalan Xueqing's question, Concubine Mittel's eyes flickered, Jiang Wusuo didn't tell Nalan Xueqing her true identity, that was deliberately concealing it.

In this way, there is no need for her to talk too much.

"I don't know, I know that Grandpa attaches great importance to Mr. Bu."

……

"Patriarch Tengshan!" Jiang Wushuo clasped his fists in salute when he saw Mittel Fujishan.

Mittel Tengshan accepted this gift calmly, and then stood up and said, "Sect Master Jiang is really polite, but this old man seems a little rude."

"It's only natural to ask for something." Jiang Wusuo was neither humble nor overbearing.

Mittel Tengshan was puzzled: "Oh? What is it? I want Master Jiang to come in person."

As a businessman, Mittel Tengshan has a meticulous mind, and he has already guessed some of Jiang Wusuo's purpose here, so saying this is just to test Jiang Wusuo's sincerity.

Jiang Wushuo removed his disguise, revealing his true face: "Patriarch Fujishan also knows that, as a craftsman, I also opened a Utensil Pavilion. Is this for cooperation?"

"Cooperation?" Mittel Tengshan savored these two words carefully. "Relying solely on the value of Jiang Shaozong's puppet...I'm afraid it won't work."

"The kid just opened the skylight and said the truth. Take 10000 second-tier top-quality appliances as an example. The selling price is [-] gold coins. I can give up [-]%."

"Twenty percent? Don't Master Jiang think it's too little? My Mittel family has a big business and a great reputation. Young Sect Master Jiang borrows the hands of my Mittel family to sell utensils. Twenty percent is not enough."

"Twenty percent, 20 pieces of utensils are [-] gold coins. Isn't that... quite a lot? Although the boy asked you, Patriarch Fujishan, your appetite seems to be too big. The one I refined The utensils are much better than the common utensils on the market, I believe Patriarch Tengshan doesn't know about it?"

"Of course I know this, but it doesn't bring me substantial benefits. I'm a businessman."

Speaking of the word "businessman", Mittel Tengshan deliberately emphasized his tone.

Jiang Wushuo felt a little headache, Mittel Tengshan is a good person, he is just a businessman, he can't take advantage of this conversation at all.

The two women outside the door were waiting anxiously, especially Concubine Mittel, her eyebrows were tightly frowned, she was always worried that her grandfather would embarrass Young Sovereign Jiang.

Suddenly, Mittel Tengshan changed the subject: "Actually, I can agree to a [-]% dividend, but Jiang Shaozong mainly agreed to me on one condition."

Jiang Wusuo didn't expect Mittel Tengshan to make a sudden turn, so he pondered for a few seconds before saying: "Patriarch Fujishan, please tell me."

"Sect Master Jiang Shao is a young man with outstanding aptitude. The old man would like to ask, has Master Jiang Shao ever married?"

"It's never happened before. Patriarch Tengshan, you mean..., no, I can't agree to this condition!" Halfway through the words, Jiang Wushuo paused, and the figure of Concubine Mittel appeared in his mind, but his expression changed , immediately declined.

"Ha ha……!"

Mittel Tengshan laughed suddenly, which seemed inexplicable to Jiang Wusuo, chatting well, you suddenly laughed, do you know that it looks like a mental illness relapse?

"Jiang Shaozong thought too much, the old man's condition is only one, if the old man is gone in the future, please also ask Jiang Shaozong to protect my Mittel family well."

Hearing this condition, Jiang Wusuo was taken aback for a moment, but then he realized that in the eyes of Mittel Tengshan, he was a gift from heaven, and when Mitteltenshan fell, Jiang Wusuo would probably become With the Yunlan Sect's suzerain, at that time, as long as Jiang Wushuo said a word, the Mittel family would be safe for a hundred years.

(End of this chapter)