I am Han Sanqian

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The threat of this sentence is very serious for the elderly.

Although he is old, how can he be willing to face death with his current position?

Although such an arrangement is likely to cause dissatisfaction among others at the Wuji Summit, is there any other choice to save lives?

Of course, while saving lives, if you don't get some benefits, this is also unacceptable to the elderly.

"How much benefit can you give me?" the old man asked.

Hearing this sentence, Nangong Boring laughed, as long as it is a problem that can be solved with money, it is not a problem for him.

"Is one hundred million enough?" Nangong Boring said.

Hearing this number, the old man's brows jumped. Who on earth is this guy? He spoke with such an exaggerated number. Is he really so rich?

"Are you kidding me?" the old man asked.

"You can transfer money before doing things. Do you think this is a joke?" Nangong Boring asked rhetorically. One hundred million, which seems to be a lot, is indeed an astronomical figure for ordinary people, but for the head of the Nangong family, This is just a little pocket money, not enough to build the tip of the iceberg in the center of the earth.

"Okay, I promise you." The old man said in a deep voice, for the hundred million, even if it is to offend some people, it is worth it, and he can only do so now that his life is threatened.

"Tomorrow I will give you a candidate, and it will be done in three days, is there a problem?" Nangong Boring said.

"As long as the money arrives, I will make arrangements for you." The old man said.

"Send off the guests." Nangong Boring waved to Zhong Changqiu.

After sending the old man away, Zhong Changqiu returned to Nangong Boring with a puzzled expression, because it was easier to kill the old man and using puppets to do this. He didn't quite understand why Nangong Boring would spend money to do things.

"I know what you are thinking. If you arrange a puppet, he still needs time to adapt to this person's identity. For me, it has been too long." Nangong Boring took the initiative to explain before Zhong Changqiu could ask.

Nangong Boring is a person who doesn't put money in his eyes, but to him, time is very important. He never wastes his precious time on meaningless things.

It's only 100 million, and for the total assets of the Nangong family, nothing is a fraction.

"Patriarch, who are you going to arrange to attend the Wuji Summit?" Zhong Changqiu asked.

"Do you still remember an old friend I met in the summer? He is now living in seclusion in the mountains. I heard that he was teaching apprentices, but I know where." Nangong Boring said.

"Are you talking about Chongyang?" Zhong Changqiu frowned. This is indeed a master, but he has been silenced for many years. I didn't expect Nangong Boring to still control his whereabouts.

"Yes, he is a real master. If Han Sanqian can win him, his identity should not be fake." After Nangong Boring finished speaking, he threw a card to Zhong Changqiu and continued: "This is the address, you go Find him and tell him that I want to see him. I think he will not refuse."

"Yes." Zhong Changqiu nodded in response.

In a certain mountainous area, there are almost no people here. In the depths of the forest, from time to time there is a childish voice that makes painful screams. People who don't know think it is someone who abused children in the forest.

But a closer look shows that the child is not being abused, but like crazy, constantly hitting the tree, his shoulders are already bloody, and the child is clenching his teeth.

On the side, there was a middle-aged man sitting aside, turning a blind eye to this situation, instead urging the child to continue to exert his strength without any affection.

"Such an injury is called pain. What qualifications do you have to claim that my Chongyang apprentice will continue to work hard and not break this tree. I cannot rest today." Chongyang scolded and digged while eating. Wild peanuts.

The child's eyes were already full of tears, but after hearing Chongyang's words, he dared not slacken at all.

"Do you know why you are called Qi Hu? The tiger is the king of the beasts. I want you to be the king from now on. Now you blame me, and you will definitely thank me from now on. Only then did you know how hard Lao Tzu used his conscience." Chongyang said. I can't seem to be idle with peanuts stuffed, and I keep chatting around.

Qi Hu didn't understand why he had to do these things, but since the day he was picked up by Chongyang, he could only do so to fill himself.

However, the injuries left by hitting the tree, after being soaked in the potion every night, will heal overnight, which is a motivation for Qi Hu to persist.

"My apprentice, you will definitely be the dragon among the people in the future. If you fail my test, you will never go down the mountain for the rest of your life." Chongyang continued.

I don't know how long it took, Qi Hu fainted because of pain. This is something that happens almost every day.

Chongyang took a look, and scolded again with dissatisfaction, and then Qi Hu resisted his shoulders and walked back to the cabin.

"If you knew you were so unresisting, I really shouldn't pick you up."

After returning to the wooden house, Chongyang threw Qi Hu directly into a yellow wooden bucket.

The bucket was filled with potions made by Chongyang himself, and it was these potions that were able to quickly recover from Qi Hu's injuries.

I don't know how long it took, Qi Hu woke up in a daze. He smelled the scent of barbecue for the first time. The little guy's eyes lit up for a while, and he crawled out of the yellow wooden barrel with his bare buttocks.

Outside the wooden house, Chongyang is roasting hunted hares, smelling scent.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Chongyang said: "Don't move, today's mission is not completed, you are not qualified to eat."

These words made Qi Hu feel like a frustrated ball, staying where he was and did not dare to move.

Listening to the sound of Chongyang gnawing the hare, Qi Hu could not stop swallowing.

Suddenly, Chongyang was stunned, and his whole body became tense.

In the distance, a figure came.

How can anyone come from this deep mountain and wild country?

And it seems that the pace of human beings is a fellow man, is it possible that the enemy has come to seek revenge?

"Who are you?" Chongyang asked coldly.

"The Patriarch asked me to see you, and he wants to ask you to do a little favor." The visitor was Zhong Changqiu, who was constantly on the road and finally found Chongyang at this time.

This is also due to the light of the hare in Chongyang. Otherwise, looking for someone deep in the mountains this night is no simpler than finding a needle in a haystack.

"Patriarch?"

"Nangong Boring."

Hearing these four words, Chongyang stood up instantly and threw away the hare in his hand.

For Chongyang, he has never owed anyone in his life, but he was saved by Nangong Boring, so he promised Nangong Boring that he would help Nangong Boring a favor, but he did not expect that Nangong Boring would be able to Send someone to find here!