Chapter 306 (1/2)

Without saying anything, Dong Wenfeng directly transferred 10 million to the stall owner through wechat. After all, someone offered 10 million, and he couldn't really buy it at the price of 8 million.

After completing the transaction, Dong Wenfeng was ready to leave, but Mao Rundong asked his men to surround him and wouldn't let him go.

”Sell this thing to me for twelve million yuan. I admit your favor. If you don't sell it to me, I'll be angry. If I'm angry, the consequences will be very serious.” Mao Rundong's voice seemed casual, but it was full of threats.

Mao Rundong wanted to buy this magic weapon again. He thought Dong Wenfeng found something he didn't find. Maybe this magic weapon is still a good thing. Naturally, he doesn't want to let go.

In Mao Rundong's opinion, Dong Wenfeng has no reason not to sell it because he can make two million yuan by changing hands.

”I'm not short of money, sir. I can afford to lose 10 million. Even if this magic weapon is not very useful, I can buy it back as a souvenir.”

When Mao Rundong heard Dong Wenfeng say so, he felt that Dong Wenfeng was losing his face and his eyes were murderous.

”Since you don't give me maorundong face, I'll see if you have the ability to be so arrogant and if you can get out of the exchange meeting.”

Mao Rundong's men are all Xuanji practitioners. It's more than enough to clean up Dong Wenfeng.

Under the direction of Mao Rundong's eyes, several of his attendants shot Dong Wenfeng without hesitation.

”Whew”

Hearing the sound of breaking the air, Mao Rundong's attendants were defeated by Dong Wenfeng and fell to the ground.

”Da, Da, Da”

Dong Wenfeng walked to Mao Rundong step by step, and the sound of footsteps spread with a unique rhythm.

Mao Rundong was just a practitioner in the later stage of Huang level. Seeing that several of his Xuan level followers were easily defeated by Dong Wenfeng, he had a fear of Dong Wenfeng.

Dong Wenfeng's footsteps were like stepping on his heart. The closer he was to him, the more pressure Mao Rundong felt in his heart.

”You, what do you want to do?” Mao Rundong pretended to be calm. In fact, he got up early.

Seeing that Dong Wenfeng ignored him and still walked towards him, Mao Rundong threatened: ”I'm a disciple of Chunshen sect. This is the territory of Chunsheng sect. If you move me, you won't want to get out of the manor safely.”

Dong Wenfeng was stunned. He didn't expect that the person he met casually was the local snake here. However, he didn't know much about the Chunshen sect. He just knew that the strength of the Chunshen sect was the second-rate peak. It was unclear how many high combat power practitioners there were.

Seeing that Dong Wenfeng stopped, Mao Rundong thought that Dong Wenfeng was afraid and his threat played a role. His nervous mood suddenly disappeared without a trace.

”Boy, as long as you give that magic weapon to Grandpa and kowtow to grandpa to admit your mistake, I'll let you go.” Mao Rundong relies on the Chunshen school and makes endless noise.

Dong Wenfeng was stunned again. Was Mao Rundong funny in front of him? He would say such words.

”Pa”

”You deserve to be my uncle!”

Mao Rundong fell to the ground, and everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly, Dong Wenfeng would be so determined and started directly.

However, others are watching the excitement, and no one stands up to be fair.

At this time, a patrol team to maintain law and order, all composed of Chunshen sect disciples, came this way. Mao Rundong felt very cordial when he saw them as if he had seen the Savior.

Mao Rundong covered his slapped face with one hand, pointed to Dong Wenfeng and said, ”boy, you're dead. No one can save you.”