Damn! 2.25 million gold coins, Pangda was so excited that his heart was about to jump out. No matter who it was, it was difficult to remain calm when he saw so much money at once. Moreover, Pangda, a half-year-old boy, although his face was full of excitement, was dark because of disguise and no one could tell.

"Yes." The huge size could still maintain calmness on the surface. They checked the amount on the card inspection stone they prepared, and the numbers were accurate.

After getting the money, Pangda stood up and said goodbye. Boss He told him again that he hoped to cooperate again next time. Pangda refused to comment. Well, um, Huh, after dealing with it for a few words, he turned around and left.

As soon as Pang Da left the room, Boss He silenced at his back. A black shadow rushed out of the darkness and quietly followed Pang Da.

Not long after, the black shadow came back dejectedly and reported to Boss He that he had lost someone. Boss He didn't say anything, and he was more and more sure that the fire came from a mysterious and powerful force. His "shadow" under his command was absolutely first-class in tracking, lurking, and assassination. Even they lost someone, so they were naturally not ordinary people.

In fact, Pangda just sneaked into a toilet, removed his outfit, changed his clothes, and restored his original appearance. Even if he walked past the "shadow", the shadow would not associate this childish and lazy boy with the deep and mysterious bearded man.

Pangda successfully completed the task, carrying millions of gold coins, fantasized about the awesome life surrounded by wine pools and meat forests, and was happy that he couldn't even close his mouth. He hummed a small song and walked towards the gate of Mandela Auction House because he knew that Song Li would be waiting for him there.

From a distance, I saw a large group of people surrounding the square at the door of the auction house. They all looked excited and whispered to each other. When I saw Song Li in the crowd, he hurried over and squeezed into it with all his strength. Song Li and Song Moran stood towards each other, like two cocks fighting, even their hair was standing up, and they were about to be pinched at any time. The guards were standing in the outer circle and cheering for their masters to rise.

When Pang Da squeezed in, Song Li glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, turned over and glanced at him, and Pang Da made a gesture that only Song Li could understand. Song Li knew that Pang Da had completed the task. He breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and glanced at Song Moran. Seeing him curling his lips and staring at him with some contempt, Song Li laughed in his heart. The more proud the enemy, the happier he was.

When the two gangs came out of the auction house, they met in the square in front of the door. Song Moran was not a fool. Song Li, the guy who bid for the two treasures, jumped out and messed with him, saying that he did not intentionally and the fool would not believe it. Why didn’t he bid against the treasures he bought with him? When Song Moran bid, he would add them as soon as he bid? Moreover, this guy was very cruel. The price he called was almost a little higher than Song Moran’s tolerance limit, which made him unable to stop. Although he got the last two treasures, according to his estimate, it was at least 50% higher than the normal market price. In other words, because Song Li jumped out to make trouble, Song Moran spent more money in vain.

Although the Seven Princes’ Mansion is rich and powerful, they are two different concepts, whether it is good to think about spending and to be forced by others.

Song Moran didn't look down on Song Li very much. In addition, Song Li crippled the two generals Cheng Zhengxiang and Little Liviz in front of him in front of him. The two had already made enemies. This time, they jumped out to make trouble at the auction, which made him spend half of the money. If Song Moran tolerated it, he would not be the little prince who was rampant in the imperial capital.

So Song Li was stopped by him as soon as he left the door. He was just now by Song Liyin in the auction hall twice, so he had to get this tone back in this place. Song Moran decided that since he took action, he would completely crippled Song Li. Last time he beat Cheng Zhengxiang and Little Livis, Song Moran would beat him to what he wanted.

In Song Moran's cognition, Song Li is four levels different from him. He is at the peak of the tenth level of body refining. Song Li is only at the sixth level of body refining, and he relies on the effect of medicine. His foundation is inevitably unstable. He is originally at a low level and his foundation is still poor. When he meets a genius like Song Moran who is several levels higher than him, would he be beaten up all over the ground?

Song Moran felt that it was entirely up to him to decide when Song Li became disabled. When he took action, Song Li would be in trouble. Now it is time.

"Are you very proud now? I think you have taken advantage of it?" Song Moran curled his lips and smiled contemptuously, saying, "But I promise, you will soon understand the consequences of angering me."

Song Li gently shook the folding fan and sneered: "Hahaha, actually I didn't take advantage. I just saw you suffer a loss, I would be very happy, very happy." Then his face darkened and he said coldly: "Song Moran, don't think I don't know. When those miscellaneous people beat me up last time, you were instructing me behind my back. I might as well tell you now that I have always been a small person and others are not good to me. I remember clearly that whoever blocks my way will break someone's leg, and whoever hits me in the face will destroy his appearance!"

"Yes, the last time your bones were broken, I asked them to do it. Because I dislike you, a garbage-like waste, who has learned to establish a Justice Alliance and stand up for the injustice. I don't like you. I don't like it most. In my eyes, waste should have the awareness of waste. It should lie in his own doghouse like a dead dog. If you jump around, you will be tainted by the eyes. Don't you understand this principle? Since you are unwilling to lie at home honestly, I will let you lie down. Isn't this great?" Song Moran's lips appeared with a dark smile. He was imagining what kind of cruel move he should use to break the bones of the waste, so that he could never stand up again.

Song Li had already thought that Song Moran would admit this in person. The reason why he admitted it so readily was because he felt that he was the one with absolute advantage. This is the mentality of the strong towards the weak. The fucking thing was done by me, what do you do to me? That's about it.

"Since you admit that you did it, it's easy to do it," Song Li said with a smile on his face, "I just told you that I have always been vengeful, so you are in great trouble today. I will break your bones in your body later so that you can never stand up."

"Hahahaha, this trash can really make fun of you!"

"If there wasn't an old lady who could refine elixirs, she would be as soft as a slug now!"

"You dare to challenge the little prince. He didn't know that the little prince is a famous cultivation genius who is a famous emperor!"

"I overestimate myself, and I want to block the car!"

"I bet on all my family bets and the little prince won. Who dares to bet with me? You can pay ten yuan if you pay!"

"A psychopath, a fool knows that the little prince will win, who will bet on you!"

“…………”

As soon as Song Li said this, the followers behind Song Moran burst into laughter and their contempt was beyond words. They would rather believe that the female donkey would climb a tree and that the man would not steal fish, than believe that Song Li could defeat Song Moran.

"You are like them, do you believe you will definitely beat me?" Song Li stared at Song Moran with a smile.

"Do you feel you have a chance to beat me?" Song Moran glanced at him arrogantly, sneering at Song Li's blind self-confidence. A garbage who reaped a elixir for a long time seemed to be a waste before and thought that the sixth level of body refining was an amazing master. Don't he understand what the difference between the four levels is? It's a world of difference. He can crush Song Li, an ant-like thing, just stretch out a little finger.

"I don't have a chance to win you, but I will definitely win you," Song Li smiled deeper, "Do you have the courage to gamble with me? If I win you, the spark you took will belong to me. Do you dare?"

"Okay, no problem. Since you like to daydream, I don't mind cooperating with you. But since I have given such a big lottery, I have a request. Since it is a private fight, I don't have any fists or feet, so no one will be investigated later if anyone dies or is injured." Song Moran looked at the useless man in front of him with a cat playing with a mouse. The reason why he made such a request was to have murderous intentions. Even if he beat Song Li to death, with this sentence, the Holy Emperor would have no way to deal with him. As for whether he could be injured himself, I'm sorry, the confident little prince had never thought about this problem at all.

Song Li smiled and shouted to the onlookers: "Everyone listen, I am Song Li from Prince's Mansion of Hai County, and this is Song Moran from Prince Jing's Mansion. Let's have a fair competition, regardless of whether it is dead or injured! If I lose, the purple heart glass fire belongs to me. Please testify."

Pang Da was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Song Moran would be willing to use "Purple Heart Glazed Fire" to bet. The reason why he did this was that he felt that he was sure to win. Especially when he didn't want Song Li to make any bets, he only made the request of "no matter whether he died or injured", and his intentions were already obvious. Uncle, this guy wanted to destroy the boss. Pang Da's eyes looking at Song Moran were filled with anger.

"Damn it! No way, I actually bet on fire! I'm having a big joke!"

"Do you think Song Moran is stupid. Since he is willing to use fire as a lottery, he will definitely be sure that he can win!"

"That's right? He has made a request for 'no matter whether it is dead or injured'. Who is the one who is killed or injured? Of course it can't be himself!"

"Song Li is in danger now. Song Moran is going to use his ultimate move to destroy him!"

"Who made him overestimate his ability? He is seeking death!"

“……………………”

The onlookers were talking nonsense. Everyone was not fools. They could easily guess what Song Moran thought. Song Moran was willing to bet on fire, which was to show a huge enough temptation.

This is just one aspect. He now takes out the fire as a bet, and then even if he gets hurt hard, he will kill Song Li. Later, he will be asked by Song Li to tell him that he wants to win his fire. He was severely injured in a fair duel.

What a cruel thought, this is no longer a conspiracy, it is an open conspiracy, it is obvious that it is going to abolish or even kill Song Li.

People around him were talking, and they felt a chill in their hearts. They had seen many dandy fights in the past, but there was usually a limit, but this time it was obviously different. Song Moran was clearly trying to kill him!

This is a big deal. After this duel, I am afraid that the imperial capital will cause trouble again.

Song Moran never expected that he would lose. If he could foresee the outcome of the matter, he would not have done such a frustration even if he was beaten to death.

Speaking of this, there is no need to waste your words and words. Only by seeing the truth from behind can the problem be finally solved.
Chapter completed!