Chapter 902

The real time for the two sides to fight was just one minute. The evil Taoist was directly hit by Yan Tao's fist and flew upside down. He dragged more than ten meters on the ground before he stopped.

The group of fierce ghosts who were frightened by Yan Tao turned around the evil people and made all kinds of sad ghost calls.

The evil man turned around and ran away.

However, there seems to be an invisible chain behind them. Their legs are running on the ground quickly, but their body still stays in place.

Young master Yan walked slowly over and suddenly raised his feet. His legs were fierce and centered on the back of one of them.

Young master Yan stepped on his back, twirled slowly and asked softly, "who sent you?"

"It's Wang Changning, Wang Changning!" the evil Taoist who was trampled by Yan Tao felt a pain in his heart and spat out a mouthful of blood, which dyed the ground red.

The two companions next to him trembled with fear that they would be the next to suffer. They confessed the behind the scenes: "Wang Changning hung your price on the black market. As long as he could marry your head and send it to him, he could start with 50 million."

Young master Yan frowned slightly, "I'm so valuable."

The evil Taoist on the left showed a wry smile and said in a panic: "young master Yan, don't joke, you are the next leader of Xuanmen. In the future, the whole Xuanmen will be yours. How can it be worthless?"

Young master Yan sighed, fumbled for his chin with a smile and said, "although I am valuable, I have no money in my hand."

The three evil people were stunned. Obviously, they didn't understand what Yan Tao meant.

A bunch of idiots.

Yan Tao increased the strength of his right foot, and the man on the ground almost rolled his eyes and fainted.

A man next to him was so lucky that he took out a card from his pocket and respectfully handed it to Yan Tao: "we're very sorry for offending you, young master Yan."

Young master Yan took the bank card in the palm of the evil cult man with his plain fingers. It seems that he is not a complete idiot.

"How much?"

The evil Taoist trembled and said, "one million."

Yan Tao stepped on them again and glanced at them expressionless. The young man was clearly handsome. However, at the moment, he was like an evil ghost in hell, which made people feel cold.

"That's all?"

"And, and..."

The evil man took out a card from his pocket again, and this time he stretched out two fingers: "this is 2 million."

Young master Yan took the bank card and sighed slowly. He raised his right foot again. Before his foot fell, the Taoists shouted, "wait, there's another card!"

The evil man painfully untied his coat and took out a card from his inner pocket. The expression was almost crying: "this... This is 3 million."

When Yan Tao was ready to take it, the evil cult man grabbed a corner of the bank card.

The young man glanced at him coldly and faintly. Suddenly, he made great efforts and robbed the bank card directly: "it's cheap for you. Get out!"

The two evil spirits almost shed tears in their hearts, and the companions were afraid and unwilling to help them, and slipped to the other side of the path.

That's all their savings for ten years!

It's a good thing that Wang Changning, an old bastard, didn't make 50 million. Instead, they took their own 6 million to go in.