Chapter 166

Call——

However, the next moment, the soldier suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and then he punched out, but the man in front of him disappeared without a trace!

Because of his great strength, the soldier staggered several steps forward under the action of inertia.

"Hey, where are you going? I'm here."

At this time, a faint voice suddenly sounded behind him. The soldier's face sank and suddenly turned around, but he found that the man appeared behind him inexplicably.

Just as Xiaobing was about to attack again, he suddenly understood something. He looked up and down at the other party. After a long sigh, he returned to Jiang wennian without saying a word.

"Soldier, what are you doing? Keep going and get the stone back!"

The unidentified Jiang Chengfeng shouted.

This time, Xiaobing didn't listen to him anymore. He just stood beside Jiang wennian in silence, his eyes full of helplessness and guilt.

Jiang wennian looked at the soldier next to him. He seemed to understand something. He also sighed gently, "just let's go."

Before leaving, I didn't forget to smile bitterly at Yang Xuan, "little brother, I'm sorry for what happened just now. I hope you don't take it to heart."

After that, he turned and left with his entourage.

"Hey, Dad..."

Jiang Chengfeng still didn't seem to understand the clue, but seeing that his father and Xiaobing were so strange, he hurried to catch up.

The onlookers didn't know the doorway here. They looked puzzled and didn't know what had happened just now. Why did they suddenly stop arguing with this boy?

Yang Xuan sighed gently. Looking at the back of old Mr. Jiang leaving, he seemed to be struggling with something. After a long time, he seemed to make up his mind and said to himself, "it's all right. I'll help you once!"

Said also holding the stone ready to leave.

"Little brother, please stay!"

At this time, the vendor owner caught up again.

Yang Xuan said with a smile, "you have just heard about the value of this stone. Five million must be too little. Just say the number."

"No, I didn't mean that."

The vendor's boss said positively, "I'll return the money to you, otherwise I can't sleep well."

"Oh?"

Yang Xuan wondered, "didn't you hear what old Mr. Jiang said just now? He's going to pay $5 billion for my stone."

"How much Mr. Jiang is willing to give is his business."

The vendor boss said seriously, "but in my opinion, this stone is still an ordinary stone. If it breaks the sky in my eyes, it will be 100 yuan. I don't want any extra, otherwise I can't sleep well in my life."

Then he took out his mobile phone and returned the five million yuan back to Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan was slightly stunned, and then a happy smile came up at the corners of his mouth.

"Wait."

Yang Xuan took out his pen, wrote down his telephone number on a note, handed it to the vendor boss and said with a smile, "remember to call this number for anything in the future. Anything will do. Just think I owe you a favor."

After that, he left with a stone in his arms and a smile.

With a long sigh, the vendor owner slipped the note into his pocket, and then went back to his stall to shout.

People nearby said he was a fool, but he didn't explain a word. He just laughed but didn't speak. Although he was just a stall keeper, he also had his own principles. He didn't need anyone to understand, let alone explain to anyone.

He didn't take the note in his pocket seriously, but at this time, he never dreamed of how envious he would be if this scene was seen by those who knew Yang Xuan in the dark world.

The youngest marquis in the world, the frightening champion!

The value of being able to make him owe others a favor is far from being measurable by 5 billion.

At the same time, the vendor owner at this time will not expect that in the near future, he will become a big man who only needs to stamp his feet and the whole earth will shake three times, and everything starts from this small note paper.

At the same time.

In an ordinary black car, Jiang wennian sat in the back with his back against the comfortable seat back, his eyes closed gently, and the corners of his mouth twitched occasionally for a moment. He seemed to be thinking about something.

"Dad, why did you just leave? You know, that stone may be the last hope to save your life!"

Jiang Chengfeng sat in the co driver with an anxious face.

In fact, he is different from other rich children. He has never been domineering, let alone bullying others.

But this time, he really had to do so, because he knew that the black stone might be his father's only hope to continue to live.

Jiang wennian ignored Jiang Chengfeng, but said faintly to the soldier driving in front, "soldier, what's the strength of that man just now?"

Just now, Jiang Chengfeng didn't see any clue, but Jiang wennian saw it clearly.

The soldier who is loyal to him returns to him after only one move, which means that the soldier is not the opponent of that person at all.

The soldier didn't speak, but slowly stretched out three fingers.

"You mean you can't even take three moves in his hand?"

Jiang wennian seems a little surprised. Xiaobing has followed him for many years. He knows little more about Xiaobing's skills. Even with bare hands, ordinary people in 30 or 40 can't get close to him. He has been following him all these years and hasn't seen him suffer in front of anyone.

"No!"

The soldier's voice was particularly gloomy. "I mean, it was just the fight of that move. If he hadn't been merciful, he would have had at least three chances to take my life!"

Buzz!

Even the well-informed Jiang wennian felt his head buzzing at this time.

Just one move, the man had three chances to kill the soldier?

Such skill is appalling!

Jiang Chengfeng was also in a cold sweat. At this time, he realized why the soldier stopped suddenly just now.

"Is that man the legendary martial artist?"

Jiang Chengfeng was surprised. Although he didn't know martial arts, he also heard that there was a kind of person in the world who practiced Kung Fu to a certain level and was called a martial artist.

There is a big difference between martial arts practitioners and the top experts among ordinary people.

For example, Xiaobing, who used to fight underground black boxing, is now a top expert in the first three levels, regardless of whether he is placed in any open or secret arena, not to mention the champion.

However, in front of real martial arts practitioners, he is also a gap between adults and kindergarten children.

"I think it's not just a martial arts practitioner. According to his body method just now, even among martial arts practitioners, he has to be above the middle level."

The soldier said in a deep voice. Until this time, he still had lingering fear. This was the first time he met a martial artist. He never thought that the other party was much stronger than he thought.

Medium level!

This word once again surprised Jiang wennian and Jiang Chengfeng into a cold sweat.