"Wei Ding bid 100 million, and invited the special operations team organized by the ghost." The masked man seemed to think that Jiang Dong was already a dead man, and he didn't talk about customer confidentiality clauses at all, and said everything confidently, "You Don't try to escape, because the members of our special operations team are all practitioners..."

The strong man's voice was low and cold, reaching Jiang Dong's ears, making him feel very familiar.

"You are, the rich man?" Jiang Dong looked at the strong man suspiciously, as if he wanted to pierce the mask with his eyes and catch the face hidden under the mask.

The rich man is the ghost group, that is, the shopkeeper of Youling Bar. It was one of the rewards that Jiangdong got through the system's instant kill. Wei Qiang was killed by this group of people!

It can be seen that this group of people recognize money but not people?

However, this kind of people also have weaknesses, that is, they are more resigned to their fate!

"I was recognized by you." The masked man took off his mask confidently, revealing a very ordinary and popular face. Even if he was thrown in the crowd, no one would remember him. "Ghost organization, don't you recognize money?" Wei Ding offered a price of 100 million yuan, which we couldn't refuse, and according to our estimation, Mr. Jiang's head is also very suitable for this price."

"It's too low." Hearing what the rich man said, Jiang Dong couldn't help laughing out loud, "I, Jiang Dong, are worth 100 million?"

"Yes!" The rich man was not affected by Jiang Dong's attitude at all, he walked slowly in front of Jiang Dong, and put on a posture, quite a bit of ancient martial arts.

"What kind of punch is this?" Jiang Dong looked at the rich man curiously.

"Long fist for beginners of ancient martial arts!" The rich man explained to Jiang Dong unhurriedly, "I said before that the members of our special operations team are all cultivators, and each person practices different ancient martial arts, and I practice long fist!"

"Shaolin Changquan?" Jiang Dong laughed happily.

He thought that he was alone in this world, but he never expected that he would meet a fellow cultivator like him on this occasion. Maybe, he could escape more valuable information from the mouth of the rich man!

"You seem to be very happy?" The rich man looked at Jiang Dong puzzled, "Could it be that he thought that killing the low-level killer Xu Dong would defeat me?"

"Xu Dong? That counterfeit fighter Xu Dong is the killer of the ghost organization?" Jiang Dong laughed inexplicably, "Then, did Xu Dong tell you that I can also learn ancient martial arts?"

"What? You also know ancient martial arts?" The rich man was taken aback.

"Also, I didn't kill Xu Dong." Jiang Dong spoke again.

"Impossible!" The rich man roared in a deep voice, "Xu Dong is obviously dead!"

"I didn't do it." Jiang Dong shrugged, and said indifferently: "Okay, let's not talk about that Xu Dong, let's start quickly, let me try, how big is the gap between me and a cultivator!"

"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you!" The rich man didn't want to dwell on this issue, and his figure rushed towards Jiangdong like a cheetah.

Persuasion, punching, uppercut, every punch the rich man punches is vigorous, and it can even produce the sound of sonic boom that only appears in movies!

It is certain that this guy is really a cultivator with true energy, far from being able to compare with Xu Dong's kind of martial arts practitioner!

Unfortunately, he met Jiang Dong!

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