Chapter 40 Cooperation

"Protection fee?" Wu Pengwei raised his eyebrows, and his eyes seemed to be smiling.

"Not bad." The ninth master snapped his fingers and said to the little fat man beside him, "Croach, tell him my rules."

The little fat man bowed and answered, then straightened his chest and closed his stomach. He took out his full power and said to Wu Pengwei, "Kid, let me tell you, this street within a hundred miles belongs to our 'Soul Sword Gate' Cat Jiuye. Anyone who does business here, practices martial arts, or settles down must be charged. Protection fee, that is to say, as long as the ninth master doesn't allow it, you have to charge even if you take a shit. Otherwise, hum, it will make you lose your soul.

"Master Jiu, is that the reason?" The little fat man changed his face and asked with a smile.

"Vulgar!" The ninth master glanced at the fat man, put his hands behind him, coughed, pretended to be arrogant, and said lightly, "Although what he said is vulgar, it's almost the same."

Wu Pengwei ignored her, but turned his head and deliberately asked Wu Yi beside him: "What's going on?"

Wu Yi leaned over and whispered, "This 'Nine Master' is the local overlord, and the 'Soul Sword Gate' is a medium-sized sect here, but it was swallowed up by the 'cut-off door' ten years ago, and the door owner was killed. This 'Nine Master' is actually the orphan of this family. It has the power of 'Jingwei' and should not be underestimated. "

"Oh, so it is, 'Soul Sword Gate', a dilapided portal." Wu Pengwei nodded and pretended to be suddenly aware of it. In fact, he had already figured out these things when Cat Jiuye and the "cut-off" people grabbed the territory before. At this moment, he said it just to provoke the other party.

Sure enough, a trace of anger flashed between the cat's eyes.

"Presumptuous, can't you comment on the 'Soul Sword Gate'?" The little fat man "roach" beside him took a step forward and asked angrily.

Wu Pengwei asked faintly, "In this way, all the characters in this hundred miles will submit to your 'Soul Sword Gate'."

"Yes, the Soul Sword Gate is the kingship here. If you want to live here, you must get the approval of the Soul Sword Gate." The little fat man roared from the side.

"Oh, in that case, you two should hand over all the money on your body." Wu Pengwei waved his hand, and several people present were stunned.

"What?" The fat man turned his head and looked at "Master Jiu": "Master, I didn't hear it wrong."

"Nine Master" didn't say a word, and suddenly there was a long and narrow short sword in his hand, and the blue light was clear.

"Kid, are you ridiculing my 'soul sword'?"

The ninth master's tone was suddenly a little cold. The short sword in his palm shot a bright green light. The three-foot cold light at the blade of the sword was twisted and swallowed like a snake letter. The void above his head was torn, and the twelve real dragon lights and shadows roared in the air.

The atmosphere suddenly stagnated.

But at this moment, Wu Pengwei took out a ring from his arms, a dark ring, carved with a dragon pattern on the surface, connected at the beginning and end.

The ring was not very eye-catching, but it made the ninth master's face change.

"Dragon soul ring, you...!" The little fat man beside him exclaimed. Only then did the two of them remember that the thing that symbolized the inheritance of the "Soul Sword Gate" had already lost to the ghost's second brother on the gambling table, but was won by the beautiful man in front of them.

It's just that although this ring is a token, it has no special meaning for others other than Master Jiu, and I don't know what the purpose he took out at this time.

"I have the token of your 'soul sword', does it mean that I am the head of the 'soul sword'? Since it's not, the inheritance of Taoism is shit, and tokens are not important. Not to say anything else, you come to your door today to bear the banner of 'Soul Sword Gate', and tomorrow someone else will come to blackmail you, and raise the name of 'Soul Knife Gate'. Will I give it or not?

"Nonsense, my 'soul sword' is a dignified inheritance of Taoism..."

Before the fat man finished speaking, he was interrupted by a fierce shout: "The orthodoxy of bullshit, the inheritance is in my hands. How are you still doing?"

The fat man was speechless, but he looked at the cat Master Jiu beside him with a red face and wanted to talk.

Master Cat Jiu also looked pale and didn't say a word.

"Since the Taoism has been passed down to me, I should be the benefactor of the 'Soul Sword'. You two, I'm new here, and I don't have enough money on hand. Take out some and give me the benefactor's expenses." Wu Pengwei said lightly.

"Okay, it's really awesome. It's not bad that he is a disciple of the 'ghost worker'." Master Cat Jiu looked up and smiled. He was not angry but happy. He clasped his hands and praised it. A few wisps of green silk on his forehead were elegant, like scattered willow catkins. "But you should also know that the six worlds of divine thoughts are respected by the strong. I will kill you and take this ring."

The ninth cat suddenly stopped his voice, jumped into the sky, and the short sword in his palm flew out, like a sunflower blooming. The sky was full of sword shadows, and the shadows of twelve real dragons above his head roared. Suddenly, the whole courtyard was full of sword spirit and busy.

"The lack of heart kendo, ask for a sword."

Cat Jiuye's whole body merged with the sword, turned into a green light, and cut down from the head.

This sword is full of power, and the air in the whole circle of the mansion is shattered. In such a large space, there is only a huge sword shadow left in front of everyone, as if to tear the sky.

This sword spirit is particularly shocking in Wu Pengwei's eyes.

He only felt that the sword spirit was extremely sharp, as if it was about to pierce the heart. There was a sharp pain in the chest and heart. The sword weather was a poisonous fragrance, and the silk pierced into it. This was the strength of the lack of sword. The sword spirit was sharp, and the meaning of the sword was like poison gas, pointing straight to the heart.

Lack of heart, lack of heart, the most vicious part of this kendo is that every sword points directly at people's hearts and wants to break people's hearts.

Wu Pengwei was shrouded in sword spirit and couldn't move.

"Hmm, it's a sword spirit, and I also want to hurt people. You underestimate me too much! The soul fire appears, turn it into flying ashes for me!"

Wu Peng took a breath and took a breath. In an in an air, the "fire orifice" in his belly roared. The qi and blood all over his body were involved in the "fire orifice" with the air one after another, spinning rapidly. A chaotic firework in the whirlpool was ready to be released, and a wisp of colorless fireworks broke out, and the heat rolled out.

Just for a moment, the sword spirit that froze Zhou's body suddenly cracked. Wu Pengwei only narrowed his eyes, and the chaotic catalogue in his mind rotated rapidly, just like a river surging, and the big waves turned the sky. In an instant, he recognized the trajectory of the sword, and it was not allowed to pass by.

"What? He actually dodged?" A look of surprise flashed on Cat Jiuye's white jade-like face.

Before she woke up, a blue and purple arc hook was already on her sheep fat-like slippery neck.

"If you have something to say!" The little fat man who stood aside and watched the battle was horrific. He quickly wanted to go up and persuade him. In fact, he was ready to go up and attack Wu Pengwei.

But at this moment, Wu Yi stepped in front of the fat man, and a sharp light flashed in his red eyes.

"If you come here, I will break her neck." Wu Pengwei said lightly that he didn't need to exert much effort. Only the soul power of the flying-winged thunder lion contained in this general six-grade soul weapon is enough to suppress the cat Jiuye to be unable to move.

The fat man suddenly withered and retreated back.

"What do you want?" The ninth master cat looks cold, but he is quite bold.

"You don't use your sword well, your sword is not dense, and there is a trace of stagnation. It is very easy to be caught by people, but the operation of qi and blood is a little astringent. This level is barely equal to the peak master of the 'Heavenly Soldier' realm." Wu Pengwei shook his head and didn't dare to compliment Master Cat's strength.

The master of the heavenly realm is not as strong as the power of the eight dragons or the dragons.

The master of Jingweijing takes ten dragons as the lower limit and thirty dragons as the upper limit. Like Cat Jiuye, he is just a martial artist who is the first entry path of Jingweijing. Unfortunately, he can only exert more than half of his strength, which is a waste of the power of the three dragons. Compared with Wu Pengwei, he is comparable.

However, Wu Pengwei has a chaotic catalogue, which can almost analyze the trajectory of all the martial arts in the world. In addition, the two are really not the same in martial arts. Therefore, they can tell the victory or defeat with just one blow.

"If you want to kill, you can kill. How can there be so much nonsense!" The ninth cat was also tough, with a stinged neck and a blue eyes.

"Kill you?" Wu Pengwei smiled and put away the Huotian hook in his hand. "Not only will I not kill you, but I also want to cooperate with you?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Master Cat Jiu's eyes, and he said most, "Don't talk nonsense. How can there be such a good thing in the world? If you don't do it, the ninth master will not be grateful to you.

"Oh? Isn't the ninth master here for nothing else? Just for a little protection fee?" Wu Pengwei smiled, turned around and walked into the hall, "Please, Master Jiu, come in for a cup of tea. Let's talk slowly."

Master Cat Jiu's eyes suddenly tightened again, but the little fat man beside him whispered nervously, "Master Jiu, how can this guy know everything like a roundworm in his stomach? I don't think it's good. This monster can't be dealt with. Let's withdraw.

Master Cat Jiu gave him a shudder.

"How do I usually tell you that when you come out to do business, you can't lose money, and you can't lose momentum. Now that you're here, it's okay to listen to him!"

The ninth master brushed his robe and looked straight, like a victorious general and went to the hall.

In the hall, Wu Pengwei was holding a cup of tea and bowing his head and drinking, "Since Master Jiu knows that I am a 'ghost worker' disciple, he must have come to do business."

Master Cat Jiu frowned and was about to shirk it. He couldn't wait to raise his eyes and see that the other party's quiet eyes were looking at him. There was a clear smile in it. She was shocked. She looked back and thought about the embarrassment after coming in. Most of her arrogance also went away. She could only answer, "Yes, there are not many forgers in the city, just like you. There are very few people born in a famous family, so I want to do a business with you.

"I see, Star Iron, you can prepare your own. You can forge a weapon with 20,000 star money, and only receive less than four products. If I produce the Star Iron, it will cost 30,000 star dollars for a finished weapon. How about this business?" Wu Pengwei lowered his head and drank tea, looking happy.

"What? So expensive? Now the price is high, and your things have not been typed with your own name, unless you use the name of the 'ghost worker' disciple to forge it, which is not bad. The ninth master curled her lips. She always only made huge profits, and she had to make a big profit. Although the profit was not small, she had to squeeze it.

"No, the name of the 'ghost worker' disciple can't be used. It's another stove." Wu Pengwei rantly refused.

"Then this business really can't be done." The ninth master stalked, sighed, and bowed his head to drink tea.

"Ha ha..." Wu Pengwei smiled softly and said nothing.

The ninth master also pretended to be silent. This is a means to reduce the price. It depends on who can't calm down. She understands it very well.

But after a long time, the other party did not move. The ninth master was a little impatient and looked up.

"Master Jiu, you are not the only one doing business in this city." Wu Pengwei said lightly. When he saw the other party, he would refute and said with a smile, "I heard that you are going to rebuild the 'Soul Sword Gate'. Unfortunately, your skills are too poor to be the boss, so you can only rely on money to buy people's hearts. In fact, it's right. Regardless of personnel, there is a price. I know that there are tens of millions of people in this city, and there are no more martial arts. Millions of, by my means, I dare not say that the weapons forged are unparalleled in the world, but the quality is absolutely superior. Among the weapons of the same grade, it can be said to be a first-class work. If you cooperate with me, it is a single-line contact. Since I chose you, I will not choose anyone else. If Master Jiu is still bargaining with me here, I'm sorry, I didn't For this patience, please ask Master Jiu to be smart.

After saying that, Wu Pengwei closed the teacup and looked coldly with a pair of water-like eyes.

After thinking for a long time, the ninth master gritted his teeth and said, "Well, the ninth master has followed you today. Fake monk, you have to remember that you are only your ninth master's family, and you are not allowed to associate with others."

Wu Pengwei smiled and said, "Master Jiu, don't worry, I'm not ambitious enough."

The ninth master stared angrily and rushed out of the door with the little fat man.

When he arrived at the mouth of the mansion, the fat man whispered, "Sir, we didn't think about this price when we came."

The ninth master stared and scolded, "Fot, you can't beat others, and you can't beat them. What do you think of me? If you think you have little money, you can talk about it yourself. She was also an evil fire. When she entered the door of the mansion, she was led by the nose from beginning to end. Originally, she wanted to be convinced by force first and then talk about cooperation with the other party, but unexpectedly, everything turned around.

"Bah..." The ninth master glanced at the vermilioned door behind him with resentment, biting his silver teeth and said, "Fake monk, one day I will let you know the power of your ninth master."

In the mansion, Wuyi stood behind Wu Pengwei, and his face was a little hesitant.

"But do you think I'm too kind to this ninth master?" Wu Pengwei tasted tea and never came back, but he knew Wu Yi's thoughts behind him.

With the previous skills, Wu Yi, the young master, seemed to be a little respectful: "Master, I don't understand. This cat Jiu is just a woman with little power. Although she has the strength of Jingwei, she is not a character in this 'Red Sky' city. Why did you choose her?"

Wu Pengwei smiled and said, "Cat Jiuyu is not much different for me. She is weak and easy to control, and she will not be too greedy. If she is strong, do you think it will be a cooperative relationship?"

When I had a meal, I suddenly found out.

"The master's opinion is that Wu Yi is dull." Wu Yi bowed and said, this time, he was really convinced by the beautiful and weak young man in front of him.

"There is nothing unchanging in the world. Entering the six realms of divine thoughts means killing and fighting, and so is survival." Wu Pengwei got up, and his face became resolute in an instant.

He chose Mao Jiuye as his partner. Another meaning is that he hopes to use Mao Jiuye's hand to attract a group of opponents and make his strength continue to break through. After all, force is the king of everything.

"Wu Yi, here, take it."

Wu Yi was in a stuspion, and there was an extra piece of paper in front of him. The handwriting on the paper was not dry. He took a closer look and found that it was a profound method.

Wu was overjoyed when he had a meal. In the six realms of Shen Nian, Wu Nu rarely got skills, while Shouyuan had only ten years. He had spent eight years, but the iron ring of Fengshen above his head still could not be opened. When he was frustrated, happy events fell from the sky.

"This is a way to refine the iron ring above your head. Take it and practice well. Don't let me down. As long as you follow me loyally, the benefits will be endless in the future." Wu Pengwei said lightly.

Wu Yi knelt down on one knee and said firmly, "The red eyes have seen the master, and the liver and brain are covered with the ground. I will never regret it!"