"You want to be taken out too?"

The fat man took a step forward, looked at Mr. Yan and asked.

"A Ming, let's go first. Someone will explain this matter."

The seventh child of the Yan family gritted his teeth...no, his mouth was slumped, half of his teeth were gone and he couldn't grit his teeth.

"good."

Young Master Yan clenched his fists and stared at Xiao Chen.

"This matter is not over yet."

"What, you're still threatening me?"

Xiao Chen frowned and walked towards Mr. Yan.

When Young Master Yan saw his posture, he didn't dare to say anything and quickly turned around and left.

Seeing this, other members of the Yan family quickly followed suit.

They came with great momentum, but left in confusion.

This kind of embarrassment is really rare for the twelve families in the ancient martial arts world!

After everyone in the Yan family left, Xiao Chen and others also returned inside.

"Brother, that slap just now was awesome."

Xiao Chen couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"good."

Nie Jingfeng nodded lightly.

"If I were at the peak of my strength, I could slap him back into his mother's belly."

"Brother, when it comes to pretentiousness, I won't obey anyone, but I will obey you."

Xiao Chen gave a thumbs up again and slapped his mother in the stomach... Why don't you slap him in his father's balls.

After they chatted for a while, they sat down and started eating.

After finishing their meal, Da Pang and others found Xiao Chen.

"Brother Chen, the remaining maps have been sold out."

"Oh, are everything sold out?"

"Um."

"What about outside?"

"Two more competitors have appeared, but they are selling each piece for 30,000 to 50,000 yuan, lowering the price... The business is getting worse and worse!"

Big Fatty couldn't help but said.

"Haha, anyway, we are just a one-time deal. We can sell it for as much as they are willing to sell it. It has nothing to do with us if it costs three or five yuan."

Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"Hmm, this time we sold a total of 120 million."

"Oh? It's quite a lot."

Xiao Chen was a little surprised. Although he had calculated the calculation at the beginning, it was only theoretical.

"Yes, many people came later, so the price never came down, and even kept rising."

"Um."

"Brother Chen, we have discussed it. Between the seven of us, each of us will keep 10 million, and the remaining 50 million will be given to you. How about that?"

The fat man looked at Xiao Chen and asked.

"Haha, I don't want it. You can keep what you sell."

Xiao Chen shook his head, this matter was basically done by Big Fatty and the others, so he didn't want money.

"No, if you hadn't brought it up, we wouldn't have thought of it...and you get the money for printing and stuff."

"It's only a few dollars, not much, no need, you can just divide it."

"Brother Chen, just accept it."

Er Pang and others also said.

In the end, Xiao Chen had no choice but to collect 20 million and let them divide the remaining 100 million.

However, Xiao Chen also gave a suggestion, giving 10 million to Nie Jingfeng.

"Although someone is taking the blame now, what if someone knows you? If you get into trouble in the end, you can ask my elder brother to help... With him here, no one can do anything to you, right?"

After hearing Xiao Chen's words, Big Fatty and others looked at each other and remained silent.

"Of course, if you think you can handle the trouble yourself, you can."

"No, no, it's not that we don't want to give up money, but... Mr. Nie is a senior, and we can't talk to him."

The fat man scratched his head and said.

"Haha, leave it to me."

"Okay, okay, then I'll trouble Brother Chen."

Big Fatty and others nodded hurriedly.

Xiao Chen went to find Nie Jingfeng, not knowing what to say, but the latter agreed.

At nine o'clock, Big Fatty and others left.

Xiao Chen also returned to the room, looked at the messy bed, and smiled when he thought of the fierce fight just now.

…

On the other side of the hotel, people from Feiyunfang gathered together.

Some disciples are not qualified to come in, and most of those here are the core of Feiyunfang.

Even Qin Lan's master, Ning Kejun, the head of Feiyunfang, was also there.

"Qin Lan, who is that man?"

An old man slapped the table and said with a glare.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Qin Lan sat there without raising his head and said calmly.

"You...you...is this your attitude towards the elders of the sect?" The old man almost went crazy. He turned and glared at Ning Kejun: "Junior sister, is this the good disciple you taught?"

Ning Kejun shook his head and looked at Qin Lan: "Tell me, my teacher, who is that person? Do you know how much trouble you have caused now? The Yan family wants us in Feiyunfang to give an explanation."

Qin Lan could ignore the old man's words, but she could not ignore her master's words.

"Master, that's an old friend of mine... As for the Yan family, I don't feel the need to explain to them! I'm not married to the Yan family, so what happens to me has nothing to do with them!"

"Why is it irrelevant? Didn't you already agree to marry the Yan family? Everyone knows about this!"

The old man said angrily.

"Zhao Nan, tell me, right?"

"this……"

Zhao Nan didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what to say now, because it was him who sent the message to Xuanyuan Pavilion when Qin Lan went to it.

If he really found out, he wouldn't be able to escape!

He secretly regretted that he shouldn't have sent a message for Xiao Chen!

Sure enough, their relationship is indeed unusual, maybe they are old lovers!

But when he thought about Shiwu Duangchang Powder again, he was about to cry again. He didn't dare not pass on the message!

"I'll let you tell me about this and that!"

"Uncle, although junior sister agreed to the Yan family, it was only verbally, so I think... we don't need to explain to the Yan family."

Zhao Nan hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and said.
Chapter completed!