The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 211 All I Want is a Box

Thinking of this, Mr. Bole turned around and rushed towards Ma Jun without saying a word.

"Crack." Mr. Bole broke Ma Jun's ribs with a punch.

"Ah, Mr. Bole, why did you hit me?" Ma Jun, who fell on the ground, screamed.

Mr. Bole didn't speak, and continued to hit Ma Jun.

The angry Mr. Bole used his internal strength, which Ma Jun could not resist.

In a moment, all the bones of Ma Jun's body were broken, and even the third leg was trampled by Mr. Bole.

This time, even if Ma Jun hired a powerful doctor again, he still couldn't fix his trampled meat.

He is a veritable eunuch.

"Ah, why did Mr. Bole beat Young Master Ma?"

"That's right, didn't Young Master Ma say that Mr. Bole treated him very well? Now that he is beaten like this, he might become a useless person." Those young masters said in fear.

After Mr. Bole finished Ma Jun, he hurried to Mo Huasong's side, bowed his waist and said respectfully: "Master, please don't misunderstand me. I originally wanted to ask Ma Jun and the others for natural talents and earthly treasures, but I didn't expect him to be so courageous." , actually wanted to harm you. I have abolished him, and at the same time I will call the head of the Ma family. If they dare to mess around again, they will definitely destroy the Ma family."

Mo Huasong stared at those sons and asked, "Did you want to hit me just now?"

"No, no, we were deceived by Ma Jun." The young masters were terrified, and hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy. "Master, please let us go."

Even the coquettish Mr. Bole is afraid of Mo Huasong like a turtle grandson, how dare they provoke him?
"Master, how about I destroy them." Mr. Bole asked Mo Huasong.

He even discarded Ma Jun as soon as he said it, let alone these young masters.

"Ah, don't do it." The son kowtowed desperately.

Mo Huasong sneered: "If you don't want to abolish you, then you should behave well and draw a line with Ma Jun."

Upon hearing this, those young masters immediately got up and rushed towards Ma Jun.

"Damn, Ma Jun, if you hadn't harmed us, we wouldn't have offended Master and the others." Seeing that Ma Jun had offended Mr. Bo Le and the others, how could these young masters let Ma Jun go.

So, you punched, I kicked, they kicked Ma Jun desperately.

Ma Jun's bones were all broken, but now he was beaten by these young masters, which made the situation worse, causing him to howl loudly in pain.

However, the sound insulation effect of this VIP rest area is very good, and the people outside did not hear it at all.

Seeing this scene, the female stars shrank back in fright and did not dare to speak out.

After a while, Ma Jun fainted, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Mo Huasong waved his hands and said, "Okay, you guys carried him outside and threw him away."

"Yes." When those sons heard that they could go, they excitedly lifted Ma Jun up and ran outside.

It seemed that they were afraid that if they ran slowly, Mo Huasong would be upset and they would be destroyed.

When Mr. Bole saw that everyone else had left, only he and Mo Huasong were left, he whispered: "Master, I found some good things during this time."

"Show me." Mo Huasong suddenly became interested.

Mr. Bole took out dozens of thousand-year-old ginseng from his bosom, and Mo Huasong accepted it without saying a word.

"Are these two small black knives enough?" Mo Huasong asked.

"Enough." Mr. Bole nodded happily.

The small black knives refined by Master Batian are becoming more and more valuable. If he sells them, a small black knife is worth at least fifty thousand-year-old ginseng.

Mr. Bole took out some ancient jade, but Mo Huasong shook his head, expressing his disdain.

Ancient jade is not easy to refine magic tools, but new jade that has not been processed is easy to refine magic tools.

It seems that he has almost collected all the good things in Zhanhai City, so he has to go to other places to have a look.

"Hehe, master, I have something even more powerful." Mr. Bole took out a small box while talking.

The small box is black and looks old.

Mr. Bole opened the box, and a golden light flashed out.

"This is a magic weapon." Mo Huasong glanced at the box.

"Master, what magic weapon is this? I can't tell. But the golden light from it should be an attack magic weapon?" Mr. Bole asked.

Mo Huasong nodded and said: "Yes, this is an attack weapon, but there is only one attack left. Under normal circumstances, it can attack master martial arts masters."

"What? A master of martial arts who can attack the master?" Mr. Bole's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

"This is a good thing, and it's not in vain that I spent 20 billion."

Mo Huasong shook his head and laughed, "What I just said is under normal circumstances, but this magic weapon has been used too much, and there is a crack on the right corner."

Hearing what Mo Huasong said, Mr. Bole carefully took out the magic weapon to check, and he saw the crack on the right.

"Master, it's the last time anyway, so you're not afraid of such a small crack?" Mr. Bole asked.

"If you don't want to die, you can try it." Mo Huasong sneered. "You can estimate how much energy you need to attack the Grandmaster. If there is a crack in this magic weapon, it will definitely not be able to hold it. I'm afraid that if the attack can't be used, it will explode in your hand."

"Ah." Mr. Bole was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

Fortunately, Master Batian had a look, otherwise he would be killed if he used it recklessly.

"Damn, I was cheated, this thing is not worth 20 billion." Mr. Bole cursed bitterly.

Mo Huasong asked: "I will exchange two small black knives for the box in your hand, okay?"

"What? Master, you only want the box, not the magic weapon?" Mr. Bole asked strangely.

If Mo Huasong asked for the box and the magic weapon together, Mr. Bole would suspect that he said that on purpose, and then lied to himself about the magic weapon.

You must know that a magic weapon that can attack the master's martial arts is powerful, and it cannot be compared with one or two small black knives.

But now if Mo Huasong only wants that box, then what he said must be right.

Is this box worth two small black knives?Mr. Bole was a little confused.

Mo Huasong said with a smile: "Of course, I only want the box. Even if your magic weapon is intact, I don't want it."

Like this magic weapon, as long as he has the materials, he can refine a magic weapon that is ten times better than it.

Hmph, Master Batian, just blow it up.This is a magic weapon that can attack master martial arts masters. Even if you have master martial arts, it is still good to be able to attack with the help of magic weapons.

"Okay, master, I'll sell it to you." Mr. Bole said hastily.

He knew that this box must be unusual, but it must be of no use in his hands, it would be better to exchange two small black knives.

Mo Huasong took out two small black knives from his pocket and handed them to Mr. Bole, then took the small box.

Mr. Bole looked at Mo Huasong in surprise: "Master, you, do you also have a space storage bag?"

Mo Huasong kept taking out the small black knife, it must be something with space for storage.

"I haven't." Mo Huasong shook his head.

"Hehe, let me just say, the space storage bag is not so easy to get. I spent a lot of good things to get it." Mr. Bole smiled and said: "It's a pity, the other party has a space ring, but it is too expensive. I Even if you save ten lifetimes of money, you can’t afford it.”

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