Xia Qiuliang's eyes were bright: "Brother, you are indeed suitable for Super Star Fist, but there are too few people using Super Star Fist, so there is none on the market, so my sister has not been exposed to it."

Linghu Chong suddenly had a strange smile on his face: "Brother, do you really want Super Star Fist?"

Ai Xunhuan said blankly: "Brother Chong, do you have it?"

Linghu Chong was extremely proud and said: "Brother, Super Star Fist is so awesome. Who wouldn't want to take a look at the geniuses of those days? The Super Star Fist books are too expensive. It's the price of being the boss!"

Ai Xunhuan chuckled and said, "Brother Chong, make a price."

Linghu Chong smiled and said: "Two thousand eight hundred tea pills."

Ai Xunhuan said: "A tea pill."

Linghu Chong said angrily: "Brother, you just want to pay for one? I'll fuck you!"

Ai Xunhuan said calmly: "Brother Chong, Super Star Fist shouldn't be worth much, because not many people in the world can practice it, so there's no fear of it being widely spread. I guess you were forcibly given a copy as a research book."

Linghu Chong said in shock: "Brother, you really know how to guess, it is indeed true! At least a hundred tea pills."

Ai Xunhuan didn't bother to negotiate the price and gave Linghu Chong another hundred tea pills.

Linghu Chong took out a book and threw it to Ai Xunhuan.

Back then, he forcibly distributed a book, but today he earns 10 million spiritual stones, and Linghu Chong is also satisfied with ten people.

Ai Xunhuan picked it up and took a look: Tianma Liuguang Fist.

Soon the three of them separated, each busy with his own business.


Chapter completed!