Wang Cheng was drinking milk, and when he heard Fu Bo's voice, he hurriedly got up, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and went out.

"Master Jiang, look up for a long time, look up for a long time!"

As soon as the figure from the famous Tiannan martial arts world came, Wang Cheng couldn't sit still, and before he saw a figure, his voice floated out of the restaurant first.

Fu Bo, who is full of silver hair and wears a Tang costume, looks radiant today.

The whole person was ten years younger in an instant, and the waist that had bent down before was much straighter, and a look of pride flashed between his eyebrows.

Fauber was followed by a young man of twenty-three or four.

He was tall, wearing a black, lean black coarse cloth shirt with long trousers, and a sharp beast press hanging from his neck, shining with a faint cold light.

His face was a little strange, like a layer of mist, a little blurry, and he couldn't see the specific face.

This person's momentum was extremely cold, his eyes were slightly squinted, and cold light shot out from time to time.

He walked calmly behind Fauber, and after glancing at the surrounding furnishings, he snorted lightly.

"Young Master, this is Master Jiang who defeated Yue Zhenting, after a lot of hard work, he was finally invited!" Fu Bo introduced proudly.

Wang Cheng's eyes were full of excitement, and he looked the indifferent young man up and down: "You...... You really defeated Yue Zhenting......"

The young man snorted coldly, his eyelids seemed to be too lazy to lift, and his tone was very disdainful.

"Yue Zhenting, an ant like Yue Zhenting, is also worthy of fighting me? An old thing that sells his reputation and reputation can't stand a punch!"

The smile on Wang Cheng's face became more and more full, and he rubbed his hands excitedly.

"The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrifying, Master Jiang, please ...... inside"

Saying that, he made a gesture of invitation, and Wang Cheng, the richest man in the business world of Tiannan, also bent down slightly at this moment to show his respect for this new master.

This "Master Jiang" walked into the restaurant, glanced at the dining table, and let out a heavy cold snort with a snort, and the shelves were huge.

It seems that he is very dissatisfied with the hospitality specifications!

Wang Cheng and Fu Bo glanced at each other, Fu Bo had a strong ability to observe words and colors, and immediately stood up and explained: "Hehe, Master Jiang, don't get me wrong!"

"The highest level of our young master's reception is to have breakfast together, and today's table looks shabby, but I bet that there are no more than three people in Tiannan who can have breakfast with my young master!"

As soon as Fu Bo said this, the "Master Jiang" face stretched slightly.

"If you like to have a big meal, we have the hotel of the Wong Group across the street, where you can eat as many as you can eat with the best chefs in Tiannan!"

Fauber added.

The young man waved his hand, snorted coldly, pulled out a chair and sat down.

A hint of displeasure flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes, but it was quickly overshadowed by excitement.

It is rumored that Master Jiang has a bad temper, and it is better to see it than to hear it, and it seems that it is really true.

Besides, isn't it normal for the master to have a bit of a shelf?

However, if it was an ordinary person who put on a score like this in front of Wang Cheng, it is estimated that he would have been thrown downstairs long ago.

Seeing Master Jiang seated, Fu Bo made a cup of English black tea for the young man, and stood respectfully behind Wang Cheng.

Syllable!

I saw the young man slap his palm on the table, the black tea rushed up from the cup, and the cup of hot tea was more than a meter high from the table in an instant, and then fell in a straight line.

The young man swung out a palm, and a cold air spread, and the water column in the air immediately turned into dark red icicles. I saw him put his fingers together and swung a few times in the air, only to hear a few rubbing sounds, and the icicle instantly turned into a pile of ice balls.

Then it falls into the cup.

The young man picked one up with his fingers and threw it in his mouth, chewing it with a rattling sound.

Wang Cheng and the butler Fubo were stunned.

Nima!

Could this be a legendary immortal?

Wang Cheng originally had some doubts about the identity of this Master Jiang, but with this one-handed move, all the doubts in his heart immediately dissipated!

"Tell me, what did you call me for?" the young man asked straight to the point.

Wang Cheng laughed dryly: "Happy, the master has a good technique!"

He slapped a few sycophants indifferently before he began to get to the point.

"Our group encountered a small obstacle, which seriously hindered the development of the group, but we had no choice but to ask the master to help us clear the obstacles!"

Wang Cheng stared at the young man and said.

"You want me to kill someone?" the young man asked directly and coldly.

Wang Cheng hesitated slightly, and then nodded: "Yes, shopping malls are like battlefields, for the benefit of most people, sometimes it can only be like this!"

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, one arm rested on the dining table, and then three fingers were stretched out.

Wang Cheng was stunned: "Remuneration of 30 million?"

"Three hundred million!"

Hiss......

Wang Cheng and Fu Bo gasped, and the two of them glanced at each other, and both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Nima!

Kill 300 million people, what about you robbing money?

The economic situation in the past two years has not been good, and the annual profit of Wang's Group is about 1.5 billion, and you want to go to one-fifth all of a sudden?

Jiang Chen's head is indeed valuable, but it hasn't reached this number yet!

Wang Cheng was stunned for a few seconds: "Master Jiang, isn't this a bit much?"

"It's not good to have one less, it's not negotiable!"

A trace of anger flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes, he thought for half a minute, and took a deep breath: "Three hundred million is fine, but there are additional conditions!"

"Oh, let's hear it!"

As soon as these words came out, Fu Bo and this Master Jiang were all interested.

"The person who killed is called Jiang Chen, since you are asking for 300 million, then I want his head and the formula of the beauty powder!"

The young man's face softened a little at this time, and when he heard that Wang Cheng agreed to three hundred million, his eyes also showed surprise and surprise, but his face still had coldness and arrogance.

"Jiang Chen, I haven't heard of it, but I've heard of it, so it's your goal to do this!"

The young man crossed his arms, and his tone was calm and mocking.

A strange smile appeared on Wang Cheng's face: "Take the money to do things, Master Jiang doesn't have to ask about the trade secrets, do you agree to my conditions?"

The young man sneered: "In Tiannan, I have no opponent, this kind of ant who has never even heard of the name can be slapped to death, as for the formula, I will send it to you by hand!"

Wangcheng rejoiced.

Originally, he was asked for 300 million, and he still had pain, but now that he thinks about it, it is extremely cost-effective.

When the formula of the beauty powder is in hand, in cooperation with his sales channels in the province, the product will be pounced on the whole country within two years, and when the time comes, the money will be faster than the printing, and 300 million is a hair!

It's a good deal, it's a good deal!

"Master Jiang is really fast-talking, Wang admires, if this cooperation is pleasant, I want to ask you to be our Wang family's offering, if you want, for life!"

A hint of interest appeared in the young man's eyes, and he glanced at Wang Cheng.

"Of course, you don't have to worry about the reward, if you get Jiang Chen and get the beauty powder formula, you will offer 100 million yuan every year!"

Hiss......

Fauber almost knelt down, a hundred million for the cost of worship, and it was for life.

Only then did a hint of a smile appear on the young man's face, and he laughed a few times: "Wang always has a heart!"

Wang Cheng looked at the young man's appearance, a trace of pride flashed in his heart, and he sneered: What kind of bullshit Master Jiang, he is not a hairy boy, he can be bought with a little benefit!

However, a trace of doubt flashed in his heart: it is said that the master is pessimistic about money, why is this person so greedy for money?