"Hey, hey, hey, Brother Cheng, don't misunderstand me. That's not what Brother Mo meant. Let's sit down and talk slowly. You can put forward any conditions you have, and we will definitely satisfy you." Qiu Junnan held Cheng Hui and lowered his posture.
"Any conditions are acceptable?" A hint of success flashed in Cheng Hui's eyes.
"Yes, yes, as long as it's not too excessive, I will agree to any conditions Brother Cheng proposes." Qiu Junnan was at his wit's end. He had no acquaintances in the Ancient Martial Arts Association. If he didn't grab Cheng Hui as a lifeline, the Qiu family would really be deprived of their rank.
By that time, there will definitely be many ancient martial arts families coming under the banner of eradicating evil ways to divide up the Qiu family's property.
He couldn't bear to watch the Qiu family's century-old foundation destroyed in his hands.
"Okay, since you are so understanding, I won't beat around the bush with you. 50 million plus your sister spending a night with me, and I will help your Qiu family maintain its status." Cheng Hui said with his arms folded and an arrogant look on his face.
It was as if these conditions were given out of kindness.
"You...what did you say?" Qiu Junnan's face changed drastically when he heard that.
"Don't refuse so quickly. You know how important rank is to an ancient martial arts family. My request... isn't too much, right? Think about it carefully." Cheng Hui reached out and patted Qiu Junnan's shoulder, then smiled obscenely at Qiu Yuen.
Qiu Junnan vigorously shook off Cheng Hui's hand and said angrily, "I can agree to anything you say, but if you want to get involved in Enen, forget it. I won't agree, and our Qiu family won't agree either."
There are almost no poor ancient martial arts families, except, of course, those families that live in seclusion in the mountains.
The same goes for the Qiu family. In addition to running a martial arts school, the Qiu family also has a large tract of land accumulated during the time of Grandpa Qiu.
Although many of these lands have been sold, some mountains are still rented to local fruit merchants for cultivation.
So although 50 million is a large sum, the Qiu family can still come up with it if they pool their money together.
But if Cheng Hui wanted to touch the Qiu family's treasure, no one in the entire Qiu family would agree.
Qiu Junnan was well-mannered for not beating Cheng Hui to death on the spot.
"Hmph! You don't know what's good for you. Then just wait for your Qiu family to be expelled." Cheng Hui snorted coldly and turned to leave.
And this time I really want to leave, I'm not just pretending.
"etc!"
A voice sounded from behind him, and Cheng Hui thought that Qiu Junnan had changed his mind.
In order to better control Qiu Junnan, Cheng Hui did not stop and was about to turn the door handle of the box.
"Just a friendly reminder, if you walk out of this door now, we will not be responsible for anything that happens then." Mo Laishi said lightly.
"You dare to threaten me?" Cheng Hui turned around and glared at Mo Laishi.
"I'm not threatening you, but stating a fact. Believe it or not." Morais' tone remained calm, as if he was just saying it casually.
Cheng Hui felt that he had been fooled, so he stopped talking, opened the door and was about to walk out.
As soon as he opened the door, he was kicked in the chest and flew back into the box.
Qiu Junnan and Qiu Yuen were shocked. They thought that Mo Laishi had hired someone to beat Cheng Hui.
Although they also disliked this pretentious guy, Cheng Hui was the son of the vice president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association after all. If he injured him, Mo Laishi would be in big trouble.
Just when the Qiu brothers and sisters were worried, a dozen people wearing black masks walked in at the door, their eyes fixed on Mo Laishi.
Mo Laishi took a piece of roast duck and put it in his mouth. He said lightly: "You have followed me all the way. I guess your people have cleared the area outside."
That’s right, Morales had long noticed that someone was monitoring him, and this group of people had been following him since he came out of Happy Valley.
Morais felt that these people were not from Happy Valley, otherwise they could have taken action in Happy Valley and there would be no need to wait until now.
"You're right. The entire restaurant is now under our control. You can't escape." said one of the masked men with a leather collar around his neck and dressed in a weird manner.
After hearing the conversation between the two, the Qiu siblings realized that these people were not with Mo Laishi.
Not only are they not together, it seems that the two sides are even hostile to each other.
Are these people here to deal with Mo Laishi?
At this time, Cheng Hui, who had been kicked over, finally recovered his breath and pointed at the man in the leather ring and cursed, "Alpaca, did you kick me just now? Do you know who I am? My father is Cheng Gang, the vice president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association. You dare to kick me? You're dead."
Mo Laishi then added another stab: "I told you not to go out just now, but you just wouldn't listen. Now you've been kicked out, right? Oh, it's really hard to persuade that damn ghost with kind words."
"You..." Cheng Hui was so angry that his nose was crooked.
When the man in the leather circle heard Cheng Hui reveal his family background, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
Information shows that this man named Mo Laishi has no roots or background in the capital. How did he get involved with the Ancient Martial Arts Association, and he is even the son of the vice president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association?
They are also ancient martial artists, but they are all independent practitioners, so naturally they also know the vice president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association.
I heard that Vice President Cheng Gang is stubborn and extremely protective of his son. If he knew that his son was injured by them, one can imagine what would happen to them.
But now it is too late to back down, and since they have covered their faces, others cannot recognize them.
The man in the leather ring bowed to Cheng Hui and said, "I didn't know Young Master Cheng's identity just now, so I apologize for offending you. However, our target today is him, so I hope Young Master Cheng can help me."
The person the man in the leather ring was pointing to was Mo Laishi.
Cheng Hui was stunned when he heard this.
He also disliked Morais, so if someone else taught Morais a lesson on his behalf, he naturally wouldn't object.
Thinking of this, the injury he had just suffered suddenly stopped hurting, and he just wanted to watch the show.
"Okay! I can let go of what happened just now, but I have to stay here. You guys do what you should do and don't worry about me." Cheng Hui stood aside, holding his chest and said.
The man in the leather circle rolled his eyes when he heard this, and finally ignored Cheng Hui. Instead, he said to the Qiu brothers and sisters and Zheng Qiqian, "The same goes for you. If you don't want to die, get out now. We are only targeting him today."
Zheng Qiqian slammed the table and stood up. "In broad daylight, before the Emperor, how dare you commit such violence? Do you still respect the law? Do you still have any respect for the law?"
Mo Laishi looked at Zheng Qiqian with a strange look. He didn't expect that this guy could say such righteous words.
But Mo Laishi's relief didn't last more than three seconds, as Zheng Qiqian began to show his true colors again.
"Do you know who I am? I'm from the Zheng family in the capital. If you dare to touch a hair on my head, do you believe I can kill your entire family in a second?"
Mo Laishi covered his forehead and really wanted to tell the person opposite him, I don’t know this guy.
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