Inside the black car, Jin Bing looked at Bai Ye, who was opening his mouth wide, without any sign of impatience.

Now is only the negotiation stage. It is common practice to ask for a sky-high price and then pay a low price. Before the final result comes out, any empty talk is just empty talk.

If Bai Ye can really make him absolutely sure of getting the position of mayor of New York, what would happen if he was given 50 million?

"Are you sure you can help me win the mayor's position?" Jin Bing asked with a smile.

"It's very simple. To put it bluntly, the mayoral election is all about public support. The candidate with the highest support will be directly elected as the mayor of New York City."

Bai Ye said calmly: "I now have a training method that can make everyone become a superman. Once it is made public, not only the citizens of New York, but also the people all over the world will go crazy."

"Are you talking about the 'Everyone Has a Chance to Practice' that you told the media before?" Jin Bing asked.

He thought that it was Bai Ye's perfunctory response to the media, but he didn't expect it to be true.

"That's right. My training method is not complicated. Even an ordinary person can understand it after reading it for a day. The most important thing is that practicing can replace sleep."

"In other words, it will not affect your daily study and work efficiency, and it can also greatly extend human lifespan."

Jin Bing's eyes became serious. Through Bai Ye's narration, he knew that if this was true, then not to mention the mayor of New York, even the president of the United States could easily get it through this amazing achievement.

Those upper class people spend tens of billions of dollars every year trying to research ways to make the human body live longer, but either mutations occur or there are various side effects. Now Bai Ye has a cultivation method with no side effects that will definitely drive those people crazy.

"Why would you tell me so easily?" Jin Bing frowned, "Just for a mere 50 million?"

"Of course not. As I said before, this money is just to show me your sincerity."

Bai Ye said with a relaxed look: "First, transfer 50 million to prove whether you are qualified. Then we can consider the specific matters of cooperative development. If you disagree, I can get off right now. If you don't want to pay, there are many people who are willing to pay."

"As for why I chose you first, of course it's because you're not a good person. As the underground emperor of the United States, Kingpin controls all the criminal businesses in the United States. The money I want may not be as much as the price of your flour transaction."

"No problem. The money you want will be transferred to your account soon. Since you know me, you should know what the consequences will be if you play tricks on me."

Jin Bing said, but the next moment Bai Ye put his right hand on Camilla's shoulder and said slowly: "As the emperor of the underworld, don't you know that you need to have strength to back up your words?"

After Bai Ye finished speaking, he stomped his right foot downwards violently, and his foot instantly penetrated the car and stepped on the ground.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak—”

Under the horrified eyes of the driver in front, Bai Ye's soles, infused with true energy, rubbed against the ground frantically.

On the road, the speeding car was forced to stop within a few seconds due to Bai Ye's huge force.

Patting Jin Bing's shoulder gently, Bai Ye stood up from the ground and said disappointedly: "It seems that you don't have the ability to cooperate with me. I don't think you can eat later. You don't deserve it."

After saying that, Bai Ye supported Camilla, who was also a little frightened, and said, "Let's go home."

"Wait." Looking at the two people who stood up, Jin Bing suddenly shouted, and his expression became gentle again.

"Mr. Bai may not have understood what I meant just now. As the king of the underworld in New York, how can a mere 50 million show my personal strength?"

"Oh." Bai Ye looked at Jin Bing in surprise. He looked very kind. What a flexible guy he was.

"Okay, since you're so sensible, I can't refuse you. But as the future mayor of New York City, you can't be as rude as you were just now."

Bai Ye pulled his right leg back from the ground, sat back in his seat and said, "Let's drive. We should be able to have a good supper tonight."

"What are you still standing there for? Mr. Bai said drive!" Jin Bing urged the driver with a serious face, and the frightened driver stepped on the accelerator again.

"Let's get back to the main topic."

Bai Ye took out his phone from his pocket, opened the photo album and said, "This is the secret of the cultivation method I mentioned. I took a picture of it with my phone camera. You can try it first to see the effect and prove that what I said is true."

"Uh..." Looking at the so-called secret book that could drive all mankind crazy, being displayed so casually in front of him in a modern way, Jin Bing still felt it was a little unreliable.

This made him ask: "Mr. Bai, to what extent can your cultivation method reach?"

"To what extent..."

Bai Ye thought about it, then bent his right index finger and waved it lightly. The surging internal force violently transformed from the meridians at the fingertips into a sharp sword energy, which was madly poured out like a high-pressure water gun.

"laugh!"

With a slight sound of steel being separated, the originally closed upper part of the car began to tilt, and then with a whistling sound, the roof of the car was blown away by the strong wind.

The cold night air rushed in, making the driver shiver.

The originally closed car turned into a convertible with Bai Ye's wave of the hand.

"Is this the ability gained through practice?" Jin Bing observed the smooth cutting marks on the edges, not feeling any pain at all for the damage to the car.

Then Jin Bing looked at the words on Bai Ye’s mobile phone album, with a hint of heat in his eyes, and began to study seriously.

Soon, Jin Bing, who had read the entire book in the car, fell into doubt and turned to Bai Ye and asked:

"Mr. Bai, didn't your Zixia Divine Art say that the speed of cultivating internal strength is too slow? It would take at least ten years to reach your level."

"You need to open your mind. Have you ever thought about passing on your skills?" Bai Ye asked.

"Transmit the skills?" Jin Bing immediately recalled this part of the Zixia Divine Art.

"An average person can cultivate a trace of true qi in one night. Wouldn't you spend money to buy his true qi and let him pass it on to you?"

Bai Ye said: "If we calculate based on his success of one night's labor being worth 100 dollars, his internal energy for one year is only 36,000 dollars, 360,000 dollars for ten years, and 3.65 million dollars for a hundred years."

"Even if there is a 20% loss, for you, spending 3.65 million US dollars can instantly possess the 80 years of true energy of an ordinary person and become a little superman in one night. Isn't this money worth it? It's not even as expensive as your car?" Bai Ye said.

(End of this chapter)