For a person like Nangong Boling, as long as he leaves the territory of the Nangong family, he will definitely carry a hot weapon with him. After all, he controls the world's economic mainline. No matter where such a person goes, he must be very cautious.

"Young man, although I'm old, you can't underestimate me. Take today as a lesson for you." After a while, the old man showed his complacent side. Obviously, in the process of fighting Zhong Changqiu Among them, he has occupied the upper peak.

Zhong Changqiu's strength is not bad, but facing this kind of master in the martial arts world, he still has more than enough heart but not enough strength. This is a difference in strength and has nothing to do with age.

Nangong Boling knew that it was his turn to act.

"Can you dodge bullets?" Nangong Boling took out a hot weapon and said to the old man.

Looking at the black and shiny hot weapon, the old man was stunned for a moment, how could he be able to defeat this kind of thing with his fist skills?

"People in martial arts never bother to use hot weapons." The old man said disdainfully.

"I'm not a martial artist, I'm just a businessman, a businessman who puts interests first, as long as it's good for me, I can use all kinds of methods." Nangong Boling said with a smile.

The old man's face became very ugly. He insisted on his high martial arts skills, that's why he dared to come to see Nangong Boling, but he didn't expect such a situation.

"Since you are willing to come, you must be seeking benefits. Don't worry, as long as you do what I say, I will give you unimaginable benefits." Nangong Boling said.

These words hit the old man's heart. If it wasn't for the benefit, why would he come here for no reason?

It's just that Nangong Boling's request was too excessive, so it developed into a hands-on situation.

"You have to know that the rules of the Wuji Summit are that before the start of all the competitions, the participants have already registered in full. It is against the rules of the conference to arrange people to participate in the competition at this time." The old man said.

"Rules are made by people. Since people can make rules, they can naturally change them. You are the highest person in charge of the Wuji Summit. Don't you have this right?" Nangong Boling said with a smile.

"And, don't do what I say, and you'll die."

The threat of this sentence is very serious to the old man.

Although he was old, how could he be willing to face death given his current status?

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

Of course, while saving his life, if he doesn't get some benefits, this is also unacceptable to the old man.

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

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

"Is 100 million enough?" Nangong Boling said.

Hearing this number, the old man frowned. What kind of person is this guy? He just said such an exaggerated number. Is he really so rich?

"You're not kidding me, are you?" the old man asked.

"You can transfer the money first, and then handle the business. Do you think this is a joke?" Nangong Boling asked back. 100 million seems like a lot. To ordinary people, it is indeed an astronomical figure, but to the head of the Nangong family, This is just a little pocket money, not enough for the construction of the tip of the iceberg in the center of the earth.

"Okay, I promise you." The old man said in a deep voice, even if he offended some people for the sake of the 100 million, it was worth it, and now that his life was threatened, he could only do so.

"Tomorrow I will give you a candidate, and it will be done within three days. Is there any problem?" Nangong Boling said.

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

"See off the guests." Nangong Boling waved to Zhong Changqiu.

After seeing off the old man, Zhong Changqiu returned to Nangong Boling with a puzzled expression on his face, because it was easier to use puppets to kill the old man, and he didn't quite understand why Nangong Boling would spend money to do things. JrNovels.com