"One hundred." Mo Huasong said. "They are all in the taxi outside the door. You can ask someone to bring them over."

"What, those little black knives are just left in the taxi?" Wu Chaoxing felt like he was going to faint.

Oh my god, that's 20 billion. Mo Huasong just put it in the taxi. Isn't he afraid of being stolen by others?

Without saying a word, Wu Chaoxing hurriedly ran outside.

When the driver saw Wu Chaoxing rushing over in a menacing manner, he was so frightened that he drove away.

But Wu Chaoxing was too fast. He opened the car door in the blink of an eye and took out the big bag in the back seat.

When Wu Chaoxing opened the big bag and saw the small black knife inside, his eyes twitched and his heart twitched a little.

Holy shit, this is 20 billion worth of stuff, and Mo Huasong just threw it here casually.

Wu Chaoxing took these treasures back to the second floor, took out the iron block, and examined the hundred small black knives.

After the inspection, Wu Chaoxing's face showed unconcealable joy. "Sir, we want all of these one hundred unique weapons."

Just now Wu Chaoxing was afraid that Mo Huasong would bring some fakes, but he didn't expect that every one of them was real.

Wu Chaoxing is a smart businessman. He will not sell a hundred small black knives at once.

He will sell ten pieces tomorrow. If there are still people chasing after him, he will sell some more secretly. Rare things are more valuable.

"Okay, give me the money." Mo Huasong nodded and stretched out his hand.

Wu Chao

Billion, okay?"

"Okay." Mo Huasong is not worried about Wu Chaoxing lying to him. If Xingqi Pavilion can deal with such a big business, he can't escape for a while.

Soon, Wu Chaoxing transferred 5 billion to Mo Huasong's bank account.

When Mo Huasong saw that the money had arrived, he did not stay here any longer and walked outside.

Anyway, Wu Chaoxing knows his bank account number and can just transfer the remaining money tomorrow.

Mo Huasong went outside the market and his cell phone rang. It was Pang Wenjun calling. "Mr. Mo, you asked me to help you find a place to practice, and I found it for you."

"Where?" Mo Huasong was trying to find a place to practice.

"No. 1 Xianhe Haoting." Pang Wenjun replied. "This is what the Lin family said he would give to us. I thought it would be a good place for you to live in."

Xianhe Haoting is the best villa residential area in Zhanhai City. It was developed by the Lin family. Each villa in it costs at least 100 million, and you can only buy it through the back door.

Because the villas are very far apart, it is a truly independent space and will not be disturbed by others.

Xianhe Palace is located in the urban area, but the greening is very good, with mountains and rivers, and a natural river in front. It belongs to the territory of the villa area, and is truly a place where high-end people live.

Especially Xianhe Haoting No. 1, it is even more high-end and high-end. The area is much larger than other villas, and it is the closest to the natural river. It has its own independent driveway to enter the villa. It started selling for one billion, and later everyone

Everyone was vying to buy it, but the Lin family simply refused to sell it and stayed.

This time, Pangjiazhuang helped the Lin family attack the Li family, and the Lin family received a lot of benefits.

When the head of the Lin family heard that Pang Wenjun said that Mr. Mo wanted a place to live, he immediately gave away Xianhe No. 1.

"Okay, give me an address and I'll take a taxi there," Mo Huasong said.

"Mr. Mo, just tell the taxi driver about Xianhe Haoting, they all know it." Pang Wenjun said: The Lin family leader said that as long as you go to Xianhe Haoting, say that your surname is Mo, you are the owner of Xianhe No. 1.

, someone will hand you the keys or something."

"Okay." Mo Huasong hung up the phone and took a taxi to Xianhe Palace.

In the taxi, the driver was very strange.

Because no one has ever taken a taxi to a place like Xianhe Haoting. The people who live there are either rich or noble. Who doesn’t have his or her own car?

Even if you are a guest, you are not an ordinary person, so why do you need to take a taxi?

When Mo Huasong arrived at the entrance of Xianhe Palace, he saw a uniformed security guard standing on both sides. They were all over 1.75 meters tall and seemed to have a presence.

"Who are you looking for?" One of the security guards came down from the security desk and saluted Mo Huasong.

"I'm not looking for anyone." Mo Huasong shook his head. "My surname is Mo, and I am the owner of Xianhe No. 1."

"What?" The security guard looked at Mo Huasong in surprise, unable to believe his eyes.

Didn’t it mean that no one has ever lived in Xianhe No. 1? Why is it that someone is coming over now and claiming to be the owner there?

The security guard took a deep breath and said, "Please show your house number."

"I don't have the house number, it's my first time here." Mo Huasong continued to shake his head.

What the hell is Pang Wenjun doing? Didn't he just come to the door and say this, and someone would give him the house key or something?

"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly." The security guard thought that Mo Huasong was here to cause trouble, and immediately shouted with a straight face.

This is a wealthy area, where can a person like Mo Huasong, who comes here by taxi, afford to live?

"Di di di di." A rapid car horn sound came from behind, and a Ferrari sports car worth nearly 10 million drove over.

As soon as the security guard saw the young man driving, he immediately turned around, saluted and smiled charmingly: "Master Feng, is it you? Have you changed cars again?"

"Of course, this car is very cheap, almost 10 million." Feng Xuecheng nodded proudly.

There was a female star sitting next to him, so he deliberately brought her to the Xianhe Palace to show her prestige. Now that there was an argument at the door, of course he had to stop and show that he was a rich man.

"Wow, Mr. Feng is really rich." The security guard looked at Feng Xuecheng with envy.

"Of course, I don't have money, who will?" Feng Xuecheng glanced at Mo Huasong proudly: "What does that kid do?"

If Mo Huasong drove an expensive sports car in and out, Feng Xuecheng would definitely not look down on Mo Huasong.

But Mo Huasong was wearing ordinary clothes and still standing at the door arguing with the security guard. He was probably an ordinary person.

"He said he was the owner of Xianhe No. 1," the security guard said.

"What? He is the owner of Xianhe No. 1?" The female star looked at Mo Huasong in surprise.

Xianhe No. 1 is not a place for ordinary rich people to live. I heard it was sold for one billion, but later even the rich couldn't buy it. Only rich people with extraordinary status can live there.

If she can hug this man's lap and he offers her money, she will definitely become a big star like Xiao Jie in the future.

When Feng Xuecheng saw the female star he had just chased, he wanted to run out of the car immediately, and rushed over to hug Mo Huasong. He was so angry that he couldn't help but feel angry.

The security guard sneered: "How is that possible? He doesn't have any documents. You can tell he is a liar at a glance."

Feng Xuecheng was excited when he heard this: "Security, arrest him and send him to the police station. Don't let such a bragging poor guy go."

When the female star heard that Mo Huasong was not the owner of Xianhe No. 1 but a liar, she sat back in her seat and continued to look at Feng Xuecheng lovingly.
Chapter completed!