Chapter 617

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"Master!"

"Shut up!"

Zhang Sanfeng once again reprimanded Song Yuanqiao and the others for what they wanted to say, and then clasped his fists at Jiang Siming and said:

"I never imagined that there would be such a genius like a little brother in the world, reaching such a state at such a young age."

Jiang Siming didn't accept his flattery, and offered conditions: "It's okay to want him to live. I have no other hobbies, just greed for money. Give me all your valuable things in Wudang, and I will let this bear child go."

"This..."

Zhang Sanfeng was a little dumbfounded. People like them usually treat money like dung.

But why is this guy asking for money...

"Too deceiving! We fought with you!" Song Yuanqiao and the others were furious.

"Just do what you said, little brother!" Zhang Sanfeng said loudly.

"Master."

"Shut up for the teacher!" Zhang Sanfeng slapped Song Yuanqiao on the face after he finished speaking.

Finally no one said a word.

"Pass on my teacher's order and ask Wu Dian's subordinate chamber of commerce to send two million taels over." Zhang Sanfeng said.

Such martial arts sects as Wudang Emei Shaolin naturally cannot only practice martial arts, and they all need money for food, drink and Lhasa.

Therefore, the general sect will have chambers of commerce, and these chambers of commerce are very rich.

But two million taels is also a huge amount, and the Wudang Chamber of Commerce estimates that this time a piece of meat will be dropped.

But there is no trick, Zhang Sanfeng knows that he can't beat Jiang Siming, far from his opponent.

Only compromise can be made in this case.

Since Zhang Sanfeng said so, Jiang Siming is not an unreasonable person, he stretched out his hand and threw Zhang Wuji out.

Fortunately, Song Yuanqiao and the others followed, otherwise Zhang Wuji would have suffered more serious injuries.

After this battle, Zhang Wuji had completely fainted.

Jiang Siming took his seat again and waited for Wudang to send the money.

In another side room of the restaurant, someone was also eavesdropping.

"Yang Zuoshi, why is Zhang Zhenren so afraid of a young man?"

"Wei Bat Wang, haven't you seen it yet, this young man's strength is probably unfathomable."

"Jiang Siming? Why has Jianghu never heard of such a person before."

"In any case, since this person has a feud with Wudang, he will not be able to stand on the righteous path. Anyone who opposes these famous families is our friend."

"This man is rich, this is easy to do."

....

Because Fengyuan City is where the Wudang Chamber of Commerce is located, the money is raised very quickly.

A lot of two million taels of silver bills were placed on Jiang Siming's table.

"Goodbye, Zhenren Zhang." Jiang Siming rudely put away the bank note.

"Goodbye by fate, Jiang Shaoxia."

After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, he left the restaurant with the people from Wudang.

Jiang Siming said calmly, but continued: "My friend next door, after eavesdropping for so long, aren't you ready to show some sincerity? I don't want too much, the same two million taels."

The door of the wing opened, and three men came out, followed by a girl with chains on her hands and feet.

A man in a dark green robe with a face like a skeleton next to him said with disdain to Jiang Siming: "Boy, dare to rob our Ming Cult? I think you are..."

"Wei Bat Wang, don't talk nonsense."

Yang Xiao stopped the other party and turned to Jiang Siming with a smile: "Jiang Shaoxia, there is no problem with the two million taels you want. I'll send someone to deliver it immediately."

Jiang Siming gave Yang Xiao a high look, and then said, "Thanks, sit down and have a drink."

Yang Xiao heard the words and walked over, Wei Yixiao also wanted to sit.

Jiang Siming looked at him and said, "Did I invite you?"

"What did you say!"

Wei Yixiao has been walking around the world for so many years, and no one has dared to talk to him like that.

Unable to bear, Wei Yixiao moved and wanted to give Jiang Siming some color.

He prides himself on being invincible in the world, and no one can beat his speed.

But in the next second, Wei Yixiao flew upside down and smashed a row of wooden tables.

Yang Xiao swallowed, what just happened? He, a first-class expert, didn't even see it.

In the blink of an eye, Wei flew out with a smile, and fell to the ground with serious injuries.

"I like sneak attacks, right? I have to beat you up."

Jiang Siming said that he stood up, walked over and made up his feet, only to be discouraged.

Yang Xiao and the White-browed Eagle King watched from the side, wanting to help but not daring to intervene.

Jiang Siming's strength is so terrifying, it won't help them even if they go up.

Wei Yixiao, who was trampled with a muddy face, dared not speak again.

The girl who was chained beside her widened her eyes, unable to believe all this.

Back at the table and sitting, Yang Xiao said, "Jiang Shaoxia, we want to invite you to join the Ming Sect, what do you think?"

"Let me be the leader of the Ming Sect?" Jiang Siming asked with a smile.

Yang Xiao said embarrassedly: "Our Ming Cult has regulations. Only those who have the Holy Fire Order or learn to move the world can be the leader. But Jiang Shaoxia, as long as you join the Ming Cult, the Eagle King and I can recommend you to be the vice leader."

"What is there to be a vice-chief, I'm not interested."

It happened that the Mingjiao believers sent money, Jiang Siming took the money, glanced at the time, the reality was almost there, and he could only fly to Dadu another day.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we have time, let's go first."

Jiang Siming ignored Yang Xiao's stay, got up and left.

Passing by the girl who was chained, Jiang Siming stopped and said to her, "Girl's name?"

Seeing Jiang Siming staring at herself and asking questions, the girl couldn't help but feel a little bit of a deer in her heart.

"My name is... Xiao Zhao..."

"Why is she wearing shackles on her hands?" Jiang Siming turned his head and asked Yang Xiao and the others. In fact, he knew.

Yang Xiao said a little embarrassedly: "It's because he loves his daughter, Yang Buhui, who is naughty, bullying Xiao Zhao, a maidservant, saying that she is afraid of her running around, so she locked her with iron chains."

"Then why don't you untie it?"

Yang Xiao explained: "This iron chain is made of Tianshan cold iron, and it can only be cut off with the Heavenly Sword or the Dragon Saber."

As soon as Yang Xiao finished speaking, Jiang Siming pulled up the iron chain with both hands, only to hear the sound of the pan, the cold iron chain broke into two pieces and smashed to the ground!

Yang Xiao and Baimei Yingwang were both dumbfounded. Oh my god, this is the Tianshan cold iron chain. How could he break it when he pulled it...

Not only did he break the bracelet, Jiang Siming also broke Xiao Zhao's anklet, completely restoring her freedom.

"Thank you Jiang Shaoxia, Xiao Zhao is very grateful."

Xiao Zhao cried with joy. She has been wearing this cold iron chain since she was 7 years old. She has been wearing it for more than ten years, and she wants to untie it in her dreams.

Jiang Siming smiled, raised her chin with his hand, and said with a chuckle, "Thank you so much, so you can make a promise?"

When Xiao Zhao heard this, he blushed and lowered his head.

"Jiang Shaoxia... don't make fun of Xiao Zhao..."

"Don't call me Jiang Shaoxia in the future, just call me Young Master."

"Well, son..."

"So nice."

Jiang Siming smiled in satisfaction, then turned to Yang Xiao and said, "From today onwards, Xiao Zhao is my woman, and I will come to see her at Guangmingding in a while, but now she is not a maid, and if someone bullies her, I will take your Mingjiao. "

Yang Xiao nodded embarrassedly: "Young Master Jiang, don't worry, Yang Xiao will do it."

If you don't do it, you can't do it. This guy is both righteous and evil, and he does things as he wants. God knows if he will really kill Bright Summit.

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