There is only one mine, and it cannot be split open, let alone converted into cash in a short time.

How to divide it when so many people want it?

"That's a good question." King shouted quickly, "We only want Ji Fu's life. As for the mine, whoever is interested can take it."

"Not only that..." The leader stepped back a little and added without falling into the trap: "If anyone can kill Ji Fu, we can still help you get the mine in the subsequent battle. Of course..." He glanced at the new face with the corner of his eye, "Except Nadia."

Only Baron died. If he were alive, he would be very happy.

My things have become the things you trade back and forth.

No one cares about the leader's words.

Nadia had kidnapped a researcher from a research institute many years ago. In recent years, the martial arts school has been looking for his lair like crazy and killing everyone they see.

Nadia is such a cunning bastard, she hid away from her old nest and didn't show up for years. It was only in recent years when the limelight eased that some traces appeared.

If the martial arts school gives up, there will only be two competitors.

Ji Fu and Nadia, it will be easier if Ji Fu dies... At this time, smart people know how to choose. The young man killed Ji Fu without hesitation.

Ji Fu's eyes flashed with despair. He didn't run away, and he couldn't run away.

In front of him were the people of the young Nadia, and behind him were the people of Jiang Musheng. He stayed where he was, his back straight and motionless, his hand on his chest, then lowered his head and muttered to himself, as if he were a sincere believer. The next moment, this believer suddenly pulled out a sharp object and inserted it directly into his chest. Before the others could react, he pulled it out again. Blood flowed from the corner of his lips. His eyes were gloomy and unwilling, but he looked at Jiang Musheng with a trace of relief. There seemed to be thousands of words in his eyes, but he couldn't say a word. Finally, he closed his eyes.

"Ji Fu!" Smith's face sank fiercely. He was not sad because of Ji Fu's death, but he hated that this old thing died before he could play his value. Once he died, the next target of the others would definitely be himself.

And the facts proved that he was not wrong. After

Ji Fu died, no one took care of his body, and no one had time to take care of it. Several people looked at each other, and finally, the young man spoke up, "Ji Fu is dead, and there is still Smith... Why don't we work together to deal with him first, and then we can negotiate on our own?" The leader glanced at him and replied, "But aren't you afraid of retaliation from Country R?" The young man smiled and said that he was still afraid, "But Ji Fu is already dead. If I let him go back, Bai Qishi will not let me go. On the contrary, I will leave him behind and let us all die here today. Even if Bai Qishi wants to investigate, the first choice will be your martial arts school, right? After all, we have no grudges." The leader said, "Do you think we are enemies?" After a pause, he said, "But I don't care." The young man looked at the new face again. The new face's eyes flickered, "Okay." Once the three-party agreement was finalized, the people from the Chamber of Commerce would deal with Smith's men, and the three of them would deal with Smith. Even if the man chosen by Kengen was very skilled, he was not a pushover in the face of a one-on-three situation. After a short fight, he ran out of energy and his knees were severely injured. He fell to the ground with a thud. The hand on his head firmly blocked the opponent's fist. The veins in his arm bulged, and he let out a low roar. Seeing the young man's fist coming down again, he was about to be knocked down... Suddenly, the fists of the young man and the new face changed direction, one hitting King and the other hitting his head——