Chapter 144: The Buying and Selling of National Arts

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Yu Fatzi glanced at Zhang Ren lightly, then took out an authentic Cuban cigar from his arms and put it in his mouth, and the person behind him immediately lit it for him. He smiled and said, "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, 100 million is a National Art Hall, and I only need two!" His fat, unsightly eyes flashed with a gleam, and he continued, "One hundred million dollars!" ā€

Zhang Ren's face changed, although the Guoshu Pavilion seems to be powerful, it is actually just a sports program that teaches ordinary people to strengthen their bodies! The Zhang family's newly built Guoshu Museum, together with the land purchased, is only 10 million, this fat man is really rich, and his mouth is 100 million US dollars. The two Guoshu Pavilions are equal to 1.5 billion Huaxia coins.

Yu Fatzi was very satisfied with Zhang Ren's expression, and said with a slight smile: "My favorite thing is to make friends, you sold me the two national art halls in Baide, they are my friends, and I will never treat my friends badly!" ā€

As he spoke, the two black-clothed bodyguards behind him had already walked over, opened the two large suitcases, and placed them in front of him, all of which were full of colorful Huaxia coins.

"It's 10 million, as a gift for a friend."

At this moment, Zhang Ren was really tempted! If you want to fight Shaolin, you must have a strong force. But if you want to maintain this kind of power, you must have a strong economic foundation! Although this is 1.5 billion is not enough, it can at least be used as the start-up capital of the organization, and the strong are invited to fight against Shaolin.

What's more, the fat man in front of him has money, if Zhang Ren has a good relationship with him, he won't have to worry about money in the future! What's more, just handing over the two National Art Halls to him will definitely not affect the Zhang family!

What's more, the one-month deadline is coming soon, and if the senior brother really forces him to do it, the consequences are difficult to predict!

No matter what, Zhang Ren can't do anything to hurt the senior brother!

If you're afraid of death, you can't do it.

If there is really this 1.5 billion, before he dies, he can entrust Zhou Xianxian to hang this 1.5 billion on the world's killer website, and reward the life of the Shaolin monk at a clear price! Those bald heads will become moving vaults.

Zhang Ren is dead, and he will make him restless!

Yu Fatzi He also laughed and said, "I'll tell you the truth!" I have my own kingdom in Africa, but it's full of, and these mercenaries aren't safe, so I thought it would be better to buy two national art halls, and then train a group of loyal people to be my bodyguards! It's a pity that my identity has been registered in Huaxia, no matter what method I use, I can't apply for a license, and I have no choice but to buy your Guoshu Museum at a high price! ā€

Zhang Ren, who was originally hesitant, had a glint in his eyes, and after raising his head, he said indifferently: "Mr. Yu, I'm really sorry!" I'm not going to sell your National Art Hall. ā€

The flesh on the fat man's face was squeezed together, and he frowned slightly: "Do you have any dissatisfaction?" We might be able to talk about other conditions! ā€

Zhang Ren's voice became colder and colder: "No need, the Guoshu Pavilion is a place for Chinese people to strengthen their bodies, not a place to train bodyguards, you should go to a security company, and you can find mercenaries, but you should never know about the Guoshu Pavilion!" ā€

Yu Fatzi's face became gloomy, and he said slowly: "So, are you unwilling to accept my kindness?" ā€

No!

Zhang Ren shook his head and said, "You gave me this 10 million friendship coins, I can keep it!" But don't think about it at the National Art Museum! ā€

Yu Fatzi stood up suddenly, and said with a gloomy face: "You kid is playing with me." ā€

Zhang Ren shook his head again and again and said, "No, no, I value the friendship with you, but the National Art Pavilion really can't sell you!" ā€

After saying these words, Zhang Ren thought that the other party would be furious, but he never expected that Yu Fat's fat body sat down again, and the sofa squeaked! His almost invisible eyes swept Zhang Ren and said lightly, "Before coming here, I met two friends. And they wanted your life, but I stopped them. Since you don't want to be my friend, then I don't care about their business anymore. ā€

When the words fell, the two people who were afraid of Zhang Ren walked over slowly, like the thin bamboo pole man still with a sad face, and the short man came to Zhang Ren and said lightly: "Give you a choice, or hand over the two national art halls, or be killed by our brothers!" ā€

Zhang Ren frowned slightly and said, "Killing people openly, aren't you afraid of the punishment of the law?" ā€

The short man suddenly sneered, and said coldly: "The four evil gods died in your hands, and it is only natural that we will take revenge, as for the so-called law in Huaxia, it is nothing in front of us!" ā€

The expression on Zhang Ren's face did not change in the slightest, but his voice became more and more cold: "Who are you?" ā€

The short man said lightly: "My name is Chen Xi, you can also call me the God of the West, and the tall man with a sad face is called Lu Bei, you can also call him the God of Northern Annihilation!" ā€

Zhang Ren's pupils narrowed suddenly, these two people turned out to be the Western Absolute God and the Northern Annihilation God among the four evil gods of the Broken Soul Cliff!

He turned his head to Zhou Xianxian and smiled slightly: "Xianxian, you go out first!" I have something to talk about with these gentlemen! ā€

Zhou Xianxian's face changed slightly, shook his head, stood firmly in front of Zhang Ren, and said softly in his ear: "Don't think about leaving me anymore, now we live and die together!" ā€

He had seen the Eastern Evil God, and the other party's Fixing Dafa almost swept the Quartet, thanks to Zhang Ren's "white eyes" to get rid of the Eastern Evil God, and took advantage of the other party's negligence to seriously injure the other party! But then I committed suicide for some reason!

As for the Southern Killing God, he assassinated him the night before the decisive battle against the Zhou family, but he was blocked by Tian Guang, and when he heard that he had escaped, he didn't know what to do? But these four evil gods all have their own housekeeping skills, and Zhang Ren is not sure to defeat one of them at all, let alone two evil gods at the same time!

What's more, Zhang Ren's chest was scorching with pain, and although Luo Long's Seven Killing Palms did not hurt his internal organs, they also broke his sternum, and he couldn't fight so fiercely at all!

But just as the tension was rattling, there was another knock at the door!

Yu Fatzi frowned, when he came in, he had already asked those bodyguards not to disturb, why did anyone ring the doorbell now.

Zhang Ren glanced at the two evil gods, nodded slightly, and then came to the door and opened the door. Before he could speak, a girl suddenly pushed him away, strode into the room, and said with an unhappy face: "Zhou Xianxian, you are really here." ā€

Yu Fatzi didn't care, but when he saw Bai Wen out of the corner of his eye, his face changed again and again, and he even had a look of fear.

When Bai Wen saw him, Yu Fatzi hurriedly stood up and said, "Miss Bai, are we meeting again?" ā€