1480: C1480 The Old Rogue's Confidence

C1480 The Old Rogue's Confidence

Upstairs.

Mo Nan put away his phone with a faint smile and said to Faang Zhenghua with a stern look in his eyes.

"It seems like these people are after me."

As he spoke, he could not help but sigh.

Sure enough, there were specializations in the field. He had seen the fat manager at the front desk a few times. In the past, he only felt that this guy made people feel close to him, but he had never thought that Chiang Lee's arrangement would have such an effect.

Fortunately.

At this moment, Mo Nan was very glad that he and Chiang Lee were not enemies. Otherwise, he would have dug out the embarrassing incident of him peeking at the widow Wang bathing when he was seven years old.

Retracting his thoughts, Mo Nan smiled again.

"Since they want to find me, I might as well do as they wish and go see them directly."

old rascal really wanted to know who would dare to cause trouble for him after he had almost annihilated the Liu family.

Was he really not afraid of death?

In addition, old rascal did not want them to disturb the rest of the hotel's guests. Otherwise, it would affect the hotel's profits. Perhaps Chiang Lee would complain to him again...

Naturally, Faang Zhenghua would not object. He followed Mo Nan downstairs.

The hotel had a total of 18 floors. When the two of them reached the ninth floor, they had just stepped on the stairs to the next floor when they met a few people walking towards them.

A middle-aged man with unfamiliar eyes and a young man whom they were familiar with.

Oh, they were actually acquaintances.

Mo Nan was instantly amused. He said to the young man opposite him,

"Wu Ziyang?"

"What a coincidence. I haven't gone to find you yet, but you came to me. " Alright, I'll settle the old scores with you today. "

Back then, when he was standing with Wu Ziyang, he had hesitated about the female assassin sent by the Blood God Hall. He had almost killed Mo Nan.

However, Wu Ziyang had escaped. He had been keeping this matter in mind. He had been thinking about when he would go to the Wu family and settle this score.

He never thought that this kid would come and find him first.

When the enemy met, Wu Ziyang immediately gritted his teeth but did not say anything. Back then, he had fled after being defeated. It could be said that it was an insult to him for the rest of his life. When he saw Mo Nan again, he knew about the latter's recent accomplishments. He also knew that he was no longer qualified to be an opponent of his peers, and he didn't have the face to say anything.

Wu Ziyang didn't say anything, but the man beside him spoke first. He sized Mo Nan up and said indifferently,

"You are Mo Nan?"

"Yes, grandfather, I am Mo Nan. Grandson, why are you looking for me?"

old rascal immediately laughed.

It was not his fault that he did not forgive him. It was his grandfather who came for him. Since that was the case, why should he be polite with him?

To be able to infuriate the other party to death before making a move. That would be the best.

"Sharp teeth, sharp-mouthed brat."

The man's face turned gloomy as expected. He held his hands behind his back and did not forget to introduce himself.

"I am not in the mood to argue with you. Let's get down to business. I am the head of the Wu family, Wu Sen. There is only one purpose for this trip."

As Wu Sen spoke, a greedy light flashed in his eyes. He said without batting an eyelid.

"Hand over the secret treasure that can gather Spiritual Forces in your hands. The Wu family will not pursue the matter of you killing the Wu family's hanger-on."

To put it nicely.

old rascal harrumphed in his heart.

He had seen countless people like the father and son of the Wu family. He said that he could not pursue the matter any further. It was just that he did not want to make a big fuss about it. If the Wu family really had the strength to knead him as they pleased, it would be strange if the Wu family did not find trouble with him.

Of course, even if the Wu family could keep their word, Mo Nan wouldn't hand over the Spirit Gathering Bead.

Why should I give my things to you?

Moreover, even if he wanted to teach them, the problem was how the Spirit Gathering Bead had already become one with him. He could not hand it over at all.

Hearing Wu Sen's threatening words, Mo Nan immediately chuckled and said,

"What if I don't hand it over?"

This answer was not unexpected. Wu Sen immediately had a cold look in his eyes and said, "Then, the Wu family will seek an answer for that guest surnamed Zhao."

As for what the answer was, it was nothing more than risking one's life.

When Mo Nan died, They could take the treasure for themselves, of course.

However, it could only be said that the idea of the Wu family wasn't bad, but it wasn't easy to realize it.

Mo Nan looked at Wu Sen with mixed emotions. He knew that Wu Sen was only a Martial King warrior, but he couldn't figure out why this guy still felt that he was a match for this young master after the Hidden Clan suffered one disaster after another.

It could only be said that humans die for wealth, and birds die for food. In this world, wealth and silk could move people's hearts the most.

For the sake of wealth, how many people had overestimated themselves and ended up losing their lives?

This Wu Sen in front of him was just one of them.

On the other hand, when Wu Sen saw Mo Nan's expression, he seemed to have seen through old rascal's thoughts. He snorted lightly and said,

"I know that I am no match for you."

Admitting this was not shameful to him. After all, not only him, but also all the Martial King warriors in Ancient Martial World after the battle a few days ago. No one dared to say that they could defeat this brat in front of them.

"However, I didn't come alone today. You should know that as well."

Mo Nan nodded his head noncommittally.

In this hotel, Apart from them, there were a total of three Martial King warriors. Besides Chang Xu, the other two should have come with Wu Sen.

So what?

Three Martial King warriors. To be honest, even without Faang Zhenghua, Mo Nan could handle them himself. At most, it would be a little troublesome.

Before Wu Sen came here, he had clearly analyzed Mo Nan's strength. Therefore, he said proudly,

"Not only that, you should understand. Behind my Wu family is a Martial Sovereign."

Martial King and Martial Sovereign. There is an insurmountable gap between them. In addition, the Martial Sovereign was also the group of people in the pyramid formed by the warriors of the lower realm.0

When mentioning the Martial Sovereign warrior of the family, Wu Sen's face showed pride.

When he heard the voice, even Faang Zhenghua revealed a solemn expression.

There was no lack of Thunder Spirit Sect. As such, he understood the gap between him and Martial Sovereign. It was a gap that couldn't be crossed by relying on his Lightning Spirit Body.

However, after listening to what Mo Nan said, he agreed without a care.

"Oh."

Oh?

Both Wu Sen and Wu Ziyang widened their eyes.

They really wanted to ask Mo Nan if he knew what a Martial Sovereign meant.

However, it was obvious that the father and son had forgotten something. Mo Nan reminded them with good intentions.

"You guys seem to have forgotten that there is also a Martial Sovereign behind me."

old rascal felt disdain in his heart.

Come on, isn't it just a competition of backing? Let's see who can beat who.

Reasoning, if someone asks, What right does Mo Nan have to act so recklessly in Ancient Martial World, this guy will definitely give a big push.

Shi Sheng, Elder Mo, Yang Zifong, Butcher Kou and Mrs Wang...

These names were the reason why old rascal dared to barge into the Hidden Clan.

He knew that if he really provoked a Martial Sovereign warrior, someone would definitely help him wipe his ass. Otherwise, did he really think that Mo Nan wasn't afraid of death?

Nonsense! Everyone only had one life! Mo Nan didn't have nine lives, so why shouldn't he be afraid of death?

However, those old men were still alive, and he had the confidence to do so.

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