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

"Pa." Mr. Bole broke Ma Jun's ribs with one punch.

"Ah, Mr. Bole, why did you hit me?" Ma Jun screamed as he fell to the ground.

Mr. Bole said nothing and continued to hit Ma Jun.

The angry Mr. Bole used his inner strength, but there was nothing Ma Jun could resist.

In a moment, all the bones in Ma Jun's body were broken, and even his third leg was stepped on by Mr. Bole.

This time, even if Ma Jun hired a powerful doctor, he still could not heal the thing that had been trampled into pulp.

He is truly a eunuch.

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

"Yes, Master Ma, didn't he say that Mr. Bole was very good to him? Now that he's beaten like this, he might become a cripple." Those young masters said fearfully.

After Mr. Bole took care of Ma Jun, he hurried to Mo Huasong's side, bowed and said respectfully: "Master, don't get me wrong, I originally wanted to ask Ma Jun and the others for natural resources, but I didn't expect him to be so courageous.

, actually wants to do harm to you. I have already eliminated him and will call the head of the Ma family at the same time. If they dare to mess up again, they will definitely destroy the Ma family."

Mo Huasong stared at the young men and asked, "Did you want to hit me just now?"

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

Even the arrogant Mr. Bole is as afraid of Mo Huasong as a turtle grandson, how can they dare to offend him?

"Master, how about I destroy them?" Mr. Bole asked Mo Huasong.

He could even scrap Ma Jun, let alone these young masters.

"Ah, no." The young man kowtowed desperately.

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

When the young men heard this, they immediately got up and rushed towards Ma Jun.

"Damn it, Ma Jun, if you hadn't harmed us, we wouldn't have offended Master and the others." How could these young men let Ma Jun go when they saw that Ma Jun had offended Mr. Bole and the others.

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

Ma Jun's bones were all broken, and now he was beaten severely by these young men, which made it even worse. The pain made him howl loudly.

However, the sound insulation effect of this VIP lounge area is very good, and no one outside can hear it at all.

When the female stars saw this scene, they were so frightened that they shrank aside and did not dare to say anything.

After a while, Ma Jun fainted and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Mo Huasong waved his hand and said: "Okay, you carry him outside and throw him away."

"Yes." When the young men heard that they could leave, they excitedly picked up Ma Jun and ran outside.

It seemed that they were afraid that if they ran too slowly, Mo Huasong would be unhappy, so he destroyed them.

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

"Show it to me." Mo Huasong suddenly became interested.

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

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

"That's enough." Mr. Bole nodded happily.

The little black knife refined by Master Ba Tian is becoming more and more valuable. If he sells it, a small black knife will be worth at least fifty thousand-year-old ginseng.

Mr. Bole took out some more ancient jades, but Mo Huasong shook his head and expressed his disdain for them.

Ancient jade is not easy to refine magical weapons, but new jade that has not been processed is easy to refine magical weapons.

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

"Haha, Master, I have something even more powerful." Mr. Bole said as he took out a small box.

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 kind of magic weapon is this? I can't tell. But the golden light emitted from it should be an attack magic weapon, right?" 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 masters of Grandmaster martial arts."

"What? A master who can attack the master's martial arts?" Mr. Bole's eyes suddenly lit up.

"This is a good thing, and it's not worth the two billion I spent on it."

Mo Huasong shook his head and mocked: "What I just said is under normal circumstances, but this magic weapon has been used too much, and there are already cracks on the right corner."

After hearing what Mo Huasong said, Mr. Bole carefully took out the magic weapon and checked it, and sure enough he saw a crack on the right side.

"Master, this is the last time anyway, so you are not afraid of this small crack, right?" Mr. Bole asked.

"If you don't want to die, you can give it a try." Mo Huasong sneered. "You can estimate how much energy it takes to attack the master. This magic weapon has cracks and it will definitely not be able to hold up. I'm afraid of the attack.

If you can't use it, it will explode in your hand."

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

Fortunately, let Master Ba Tian take a look, otherwise he would be killed if he used it rashly.

"Damn, I was deceived. This thing is not worth two billion." Mr. Bole cursed bitterly.

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

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

If Mo Huasong asked for the magic weapon in the box, Mr. Bole would suspect that he said that deliberately and then deceived him about the magic weapon.

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

But if Mo Huasong only wants that box now, then his words must be right.

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

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

As long as he has the materials for a magical weapon like this, he can refine a magical weapon that is ten times or a hundred times better than it.

Humph, Master Ba Tian, ​​just brag. This is a magical 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 a magical weapon.

"Okay, Master, I'll sell it to you." Mr. Bole said hurriedly.

He knew that this box must be unusual, but it would definitely be of no use in his hands. He might as well replace it with two small black knives.

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

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

Mo Huasong kept taking out a small black knife, which must have space for storage.

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

"Haha, let me tell you, the space storage bag is not that 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 I save ten lifetimes of money, I can't afford it."
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