Urban Fairy King

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As soon as Song Luan spoke, he immediately silenced the people around him. Firstly, the price he offered was indeed a bit high, and secondly, it was because the strength of the Song family was there.

You need to consider whether it is worth offending the Song family for a magical weapon.

"Everyone, give me Song Luan some face. I want these two magic weapons. Of course, I, Song Luan, am not a ungrateful person. For all the friends who participated in the bidding just now, I, Song Luan, will give you a gift afterwards. What a great gift!”

Song Luan bowed humbly to the people around him.

"Mr. Song, you're welcome!" Everyone hurriedly returned the greeting.

Zheng Youxin said with a smile: "Uncle Song, this bow of yours has saved me tens of millions of dollars!"

"You kid, just be content. I'll keep these two magical artifacts for now, and we'll have a chat later!" Song Luan held the two magical artifacts in his hands with a smile on his face.

Then, as soon as he waved his hand, a male assistant wearing a white shirt and holding a handbag came forward.

"Transfer money to them now!" Song Luan said.

"yes!"

The male assistant looked at Zheng Youxin.

Zheng Youxin could only laugh again and said: "Uncle Song, are you so anxious? Isn't there no one to rob you?"

"Such a baby, get married early and enjoy morning peace of mind!"

"Haha, okay, someone is here!"

Zheng Youxin also recruited a member of the Zheng family and brought Song Luan's assistant down, obviously for the purpose of transferring money.

This small jade exhibition has come to an end.

The major businessmen who had previously photographed the jade pictures also left one after another after paying the funds.

However, Song Luan did not leave. Instead, he and Zheng Youxin drank tea and chatted in another living room.

"Where is your father?" Song Luan asked.

"I'm accompanying a distinguished guest!"

"Oh? Is he the owner of this magic weapon? Boy, I know you very well. I can guarantee that you must have more than three magic weapons in your hand. Otherwise, you will never put two of them up for auction!"

Before Zheng Youxin could speak, the door was pushed open, and a hearty smile came out: "Brother Song, it seems that you really know my eldest son very well. Yes, our Zheng family still has three items in hand, but then, It’s impossible to sell it again, come on, let me introduce you to another friend, Baili Yunxiao!”

"Baili Yunxiao? Is he the true owner of the magic weapon?" Song Luan looked up and down at Baili Yunxiao.

"Yes, Mr. Baili comes from a mysterious noble family in Daxia, and the magic weapon was also made by the elders of his family!"

"I took out five magic weapons at once and came to Siam to auction them. Are you afraid that they are not just here for money? Otherwise, they will be sold out in Daxia!" Song Luan said.

"Mr. Song is right. I do have a request from Mr. Song. As long as Mr. Song agrees, I can sell him two more magic weapons at a low price!" Baili Yunxiao said.

"Oh? Tell me?" Song Luan became interested.

"I heard Mr. Zheng say that President Song controls the entire boxing world in Siam and has many underground boxing rings. As for me, I want to become a boxer under President Song!"

Song Luan frowned and stared at Baili Yunxiao carefully for a while, then looked at Zheng Tianlong and his son: "There must be a problem here, right?"

Baili Yunxiao smiled and said: "I have established a security company and logistics company in Daxia. Now, I am also preparing to go abroad and face the world. However, the company is not famous at all yet, so I plan to borrow Mr. Song's hand to work in The country of Siam becomes famous!”

"So, you are sure to defeat all Siamese boxers and promote Daxia's martial arts?" Song Luan suddenly became interested.

"I do have this plan!"

Song Luan clapped his hands.

Another thin, middle-aged man walked in at the door.

"He is now my personal bodyguard. If you want me to support your career in Siam, then defeat him first!" Song Luan said with a smile.

Baili Yunxiao looked at the middle-aged man, who was also staring at him.

But in the end Baili Yunxiao shook his head: "He is not my opponent!"

"What did you say?" The man obviously knew some Daxia dialect and said angrily through gritted teeth.

This man's name is Havati, a native of the Tu tribe. He was selected by Song Luan from among tens of thousands of boxers. He once survived being shot several times. Despite his small stature, he could kill a head with three punches. A great martial artist in the late stages of Elephant's Transformation.

Today, I was despised by Baili Yunxiao, how could I not be angry.

"I told you, you are no match for me!"

"Then let's compete!" Havarti clenched his fists, with cold fighting intent flashing in his eyes.

"Alright!" Baili Yunxiao knew that if he didn't show some skills, the other party would definitely not be convinced.

"Then just do two simple moves in this room!" Zheng Tianlong said with some anticipation.

The man nodded, first took two steps back, and then suddenly took off with a flying kick.

Because he was too fast, he compressed the air into a white line, like an arc-shaped wind blade, slashing towards Baili Yunxiao's neck.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, because they had seen Havarti use this whip kick to break a tree trunk as thick as a bowl. If it hit a person, it would not directly break the person's body. Kicked off in the head?

Seeing this, Baili Yunxiao sighed lightly, just raised his arm and punched out.

boom!

The air was torn apart by a punch, and a sonic boom sounded.

His arm seemed to suddenly lengthen a lot at this moment, turning into a phantom, arriving first and hitting Havarti's chest.

Before Havati's legs touched the Baili Yunxiao, his body flew away, hit the wall, slid to the ground, opened his mouth, and spit out blood.

"This?" Zheng Tianlong, Zheng Youxin, and Song Luan all stood up in shock.

If he can defeat a great martial artist in the late stage of Huajin with one punch, doesn't that mean that Baili Yunxiao has reached the realm of Danjin Grandmaster?

Are there any Dan Jin Grandmasters who are less than twenty years old in this world?

If so, wouldn't it be extremely terrifying for the family that trained him?

The three of them looked at Baili Yunxiao again, with no contempt at all, and even a hint of admiration.

What kind of family would it be like, a family that could produce a large number of magic weapons, and a family that could cultivate martial arts masters who were less than twenty years old?

It is estimated that even a rich man like himself who is worth tens of billions is nothing compared to others.

Do families like this still need to worry about money?

After a long time, Zheng Tianlong woke up from the shock and laughed: "Sure enough, a hero comes from a young boy. Brother Song Luan, with him, the entire boxing scene in Siam is under your control?"

Song Luan finally came to his senses, and first asked someone to take Havarti down for treatment. Then he nodded to Baili Yunxiao and said, "Little friend Baili, can you tell me who your family is? You can actually do that." How about bringing up such an excellent person like you?”

"My family is very ordinary. When will President Song take me to boxing?"

"You can do it at any time, but I don't believe you boxing for money, little friend!" Song Luan said.

"Yes, one is to gain fame, and the other is to kill people!"

"I can easily understand becoming famous. Young hero, who doesn't want to become famous? But, do you have any enemies in Siam?"

"Almost, Mr. Song should know this person, he is Dansha!"

"Cinsha?" Song Luan took a breath of cold air.

Although the Zheng family knows about Dansha, it is not as detailed as Song Luan's because the Zheng family is not deeply involved in the dark world, but Song Luan is not the same. He himself started from black to white, and he is still somewhere between black and white.

So I know cinnabar very well and know the horror of cinnabar.

"What's the relationship between President Song and Dansha?" Baili Yunxiao asked.

"We can't talk about any relationship. We can also say that they are underground competitors. It's not because Dansha is rich, but because Dansha's force is almost unmatched by anyone. He gradually climbed up from a boxer, and his subordinates are extremely powerful. He is so powerful that even in Bangkok, very few people are willing to provoke him. In addition, his whereabouts are extremely secretive. He is only remotely controlled by phone, and few people know his specific whereabouts."

"That's why I want to be your boxer and attract him out!"

"This is a good idea. If you want to force Cinsha out, then cut off his financial resources first. I can make you my boxer and make him lose everything in the arena. But, how can you guarantee that you can defeat him? Cinnabar? To tell you the truth, the enemies of cinnabar all end badly, most of them die without anyone noticing!"

"Then Mr. Song will wait and see. When I defeat all the boxers, you will naturally understand my strength. Moreover, this time I also brought fifty security members of my company, who will be responsible for protecting Mr. Song and his family." Safe!" Baili Yunxiao smiled.

Song Luan pondered.

Zheng Tianlong said at this time: "Brother, it's time to eradicate the cancer of cinnabar. It's rare for experts from Daxia to come to help. Don't worry, I, the Zheng family, will be with you!"

Song Luan then nodded fiercely: "In that case, I promise you, if you want to box, I can make arrangements for you now!"

"Yes. In addition, I also heard that we can still bet on boxing in Bangkok, right? I wonder if I, as a boxer, may participate?"

Baili Yunxiao chuckled. Naturally, he would not let go of this opportunity to make money. After a long trip, how could three hundred million dollars satisfy his taste?

"Of course you can, but how much pressure do you plan to put on yourself, little friend?"

"Let's start with 100 million!" Baili Yunxiao said with a relaxed expression.

"One hundred million what?"

"Beautiful knife!"

Song Luan was taken aback and said with a serious expression: "One hundred million US dollars is a huge amount. Not many people in Bangkok can afford it!"

"I believe Boss Song can find such an opponent!" Baili Yunxiao chuckled.

Song Luan raised his head and laughed: "Haha... Okay, but if the amount is too big, it will not be easy to arrange. You wait here for me for a day, and I will give you the answer tomorrow night!"

After Song Luan finished speaking, he stood up and left.

"Little friend, are you planning to become famous in one battle? A bet like 100 million US dollars is rare in the whole world!"

"I just want to become famous in one battle, not just in Bangkok, but in the entire Southeast Asia and the entire world!"

In Baili Yunxiao's mind, he remembered Wu Qianjun's words. Only if he has the ability to suppress the world can his security company truly go global. Otherwise, he doesn't know how many people will stumble upon him.

Once you become famous all over the world, when others see Lingxiao Security Company, they will naturally think of you and consider whether they can afford your revenge.