She didn't like Ang Lee's joking attitude.

Seeing that Hu Jing was really angry, Li An shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, what exactly do you want to say?" ”

"Dragon Soul wants me to join." Hu Jing said.

Ang Lee wasn't surprised.

Since the Dragon Soul person appeared here and talked so much to Hu Jing, he naturally wanted her to join.

To Ang Lee's surprise, why did Dragon Soul let Hu Jing join.

Because of Hu Jing's outstanding performance at the Heroes Meeting not long ago?

Probably not.

Hu Jing is now just a realm of true qi.

If you can join the Dragon Soul when you reach this level, isn't the threshold for entering the Dragon Soul too low?

Could it be that Hu Jing still has a talent that she doesn't know?

Li An shook his head secretly, he really didn't see this.

"Do you think I'm going to join Dragon Soul?" Hu Jing asked.

Li An was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Hu Jing to seek his opinion.

After thinking about it, he asked rhetorically, "What do you think?" ”

"I want to finish my studies first." Hu Jing replied.

"That's not it." Li An spread his hands.

"You ......" Hu Jing felt angry again.

I told Ang Li about such a big secret as the dragon soul and asked for his opinion, but it turned out to be like this.

From Ang Lee's point of view, he suddenly found that Hu Jing was now too dependent on himself.

That's a good thing.

Is this a good thing?

Ang Lee didn't know.

Thinking of Hu Jing and his finger for marriage, Ang Lee was not sure how to deal with the relationship between the two.

On the contrary, Hu Jing is becoming more and more dependent on herself, and in the end, she may choose to marry herself.

Married and had children with Hu Jing?

Ang Lee didn't dare to imagine.

It's not that I can't look down on Hu Jing, but I feel that it's a little too sudden.

With such an attitude, I also want both of them to calm down.

In addition, Ang Lee himself refused to join the Dragon Soul, but he couldn't make decisions on behalf of others, especially Hu Jing.

Joining the Dragon Soul may be able to change Hu Jing's life.

That is Hu Jing's own path, it must be up to her, and naturally it should be decided by herself.

"Anything else to say?

If not, I still have some business, so I'll go out first. ”

Li An said coldly.

"No more!" Hu Jing replied angrily, turned his head away and stopped looking at Ang Lee.

Li An had long been accustomed to Hu Jing's attitude, and he didn't care, so he got up and left the Hu Zi Martial Arts Hall.

This time Ang Lee took an umbrella, otherwise if he walked in the rain like before, he would be called a psychopath.

Black market.

Li Ang is also familiar with the way, but this time he came in and disguised himself a little.

After the disguise, he brought a hat and a pair of glasses, so that not many people would recognize him as a crosshair to defeat the Falcon.

There are many shops selling news in the black market, and Ang Lee chose the one with the most luxurious decoration and the largest store façade to enter.

Although it is said that the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, it is still very important in today's society.

In the same line, the better the location, the larger the façade, and the more luxurious the decoration, it often proves that it has real strength.

Most of the people who came to buy the news were mysterious, so Ang Lee didn't attract much attention when he entered, only a young man in his twenties came to receive him.

"Please follow me, sir."

Without saying anything, Ang Lee was directly taken into a private room.

Compared to the luxury of the lobby, the private room is a little simpler, with only a table and two chairs.

Closing the door, the young man sat down behind the table, and pointed to the chair opposite with a smile, and said, "Sir, please be seated." ”

After the two sides sat down, Ang Lee realized that the other party's chair was slightly lower than his own.

If the other party wants to see himself, he must raise his head slightly.

This is a kind of distribution method in the store, the young man sits on the other side of the table is the teller, and Ang Lee is the customer.

In front of customers, the teller is lower, which means that he sees Ang Lee as the real God.

"What news do you want, sir?" The teller asked.

This is a store specializing in selling news, there are no other products except news, and Ang Lee naturally came in to buy news, so the teller didn't ask anything else.

For example, what is Ang Lee's identity, which is to keep the customer's information confidential.

Secrecy is also reflected in the room, which is completely soundproofed and the conversations inside are completely unheard by outsiders.

"I want to know where my mom is."

When the words came to his lips, Li An did not say it, but said: "There was a golden target competition a few days ago, and there was a player named Anli in it, and I want to know where he is." ”

The main reason for asking such a question is to test the reliability of the message here and the strength of the other party.

What if you pay for it yourself, but the other party only gives you a fake news?

"Wait a minute."

The teller spoke, picked up the landline on the desk and repeated Ang Lee's request.

After a moment, the teller's eyebrows tightened, and he glanced up at Li An.

"Sir, are you sure you want to buy this news?"

"Yes." Li An nodded in response.

The teller put down the phone, looked at Li An with a straight face, and said: "Sir, I have to remind you that there is no fixed price for our news, and it is priced according to the gold content of the news, which guarantees fairness and justice." ”

"As long as your news is true, the price is easy to say." Li An posed as a local tyrant and said.

Just kidding, after defeating the Falcon last time, Ang Lee earned tens of millions of dollars, so he can be regarded as a rich man.

The teller did not hesitate and said, "Sir, this news is three million dollars." ”

Three million dollars!

Ang Lee, a "local tyrant", almost didn't fall off the chair after hearing the price, and exclaimed: "Why is it so expensive?" ”

The teller smiled and said, "Sir, as I just said, there is no fixed price for the news we have here, it is priced according to the gold content of the news.

In the Golden Target Tournament, Mr. Anri learns a secret that he shouldn't know, and someone is looking for him everywhere and wants to kill him.

Three million for a life, not expensive. ”

Cough.

Li An coughed dryly, thinking that his life was offered 100 million US dollars before, and relatively speaking, 3 million was indeed not expensive.

"Sir, are you by credit card or cash?" The teller asked, and it seemed that it had been decided that Ang Lee would buy the news.

Li An thought about it for a while, handed the card to the teller, and said domineeringly: "Swipe the card." ”

"Ding."

The card was swiped, and the three million dollars were spent.

The teller grinned and said, "Mr. Anri is sitting across from me." ”

Li An was directly furious when he heard this.

I'll go, this store is too good, right?

His current appearance is completely different from when he was a golden target, and the other party actually knows?

Could it be that he has his own system?

Now Ang Lee knew why the other party was laughing.

I spent three million in vain to buy a message that I already knew the answer, and in the eyes of the other party, it was a big wrong.

For Ang Lee, this news is a little expensive, but it is worth the cost.

At least it proves the strength of this store.

(End of chapter)