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Regardless of actual strength, the momentum was overwhelming.

"Wu Tong, this matter was indeed that kid Hu Zi's fault."

A burly, bearded man chuckled and said, "He's just a kid, eighteen years old, and an ordinary person at that. What does he know? There's no need for you to be so nitpicky!"

"Old Li, don't give me that useless talk."

Wu Tong waved his hand. "Since you've come, you want to settle this privately, right? Mountain Tiger, you speak."

Mountain Tiger was a nickname; his real name was Zhang Zehu, and he had quite a reputation in the martial artist circles of Yangzhou City.

"Fine, Director Wu."

Zhang Zehu gave a fake smile, his gaze landing on Luo Feng. "Little Luo, what do you think would be a satisfactory way to resolve this?"

"Mountain Tiger, who do you think you are?"

Kong Quan, standing beside Jiang Li, glared and sneered, "Luo Feng is a brother of our Limit Gym. 'Little Luo' is what you call him?"

Zhang Zehu's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't dare say anything back to a War General-level fighter like Kong Quan.

"Zhang Zehu, Mr. Zhang!"

Luo Feng stood up, smiling lightly. "I'm a bit embarrassed that so many of my older brothers have come forward for me."

"That Zhang Haobai wanting to break my legs is one thing, but daring to hit my dad—that's asking for death!"

The families of martial artists were everyone's inviolable line; touch them and you die.

That was the biggest reason so many martial artists from the Limit Gym had come to support Luo Feng.

Everyone lived in the same martial artist residential area. Who would protect each other's families when someone went out to the wilderness?

So, the martial artists staying in Mingyue Residential Area tacitly agreed to guard one another's families.

This point.

Jiang Li understood it too.

"Hmph, Luo Feng, what do you want?"

Provoked by Luo Feng, Zhang Zehu's face darkened. "Spit it out!"

"One sentence: one billion Hanxia dollars, and I, Luo Feng, will give you face. This matter ends here."

Luo Feng still wore a smile.

Earlier, Wu Tong had discussed it with him. Coincidentally, he was extremely short on cash after buying secret manuals and weapons, so making Zhang Zehu pay a hefty sum was a good option.

Chapter 17: Fire Hammer Squad

"You're really asking for the moon! One billion?!!"

Zhang Zehu's eyes nearly popped out.

For a high-level warrior like him, who spent years roaming the wilderness, one billion would take at least a year or two to scrape together.

"Luo Feng."

Director Li from the Thunder Gym frowned. "That price is too high."

"Old Li, that price isn't high..."

Director Wu Tong from the Limit Gym gave an ambiguous smile. "Don't forget, when Luo Feng took his practical assessment, your Patrol Envoy Thunder Fierce War God personally attended..."

"Huh?"

Hearing those seven words—'Patrol Envoy Thunder Fierce War God'—Director Li's face immediately darkened, and he looked at Zhang Zehu.

The news of Thunder Fierce attending the practical assessment had already spread.

But few people knew the real story.

Director Li happened to be one of them. He glanced sidelong at Jiang Li, who was sitting beside Wu Tong, and took a quiet breath.

"Luo Feng, name a price. Twenty million! Take it, and this matter is over. Consider it doing me a favor!"

Zhang Zehu stared hard at Luo Feng, laying out his bottom line. "Otherwise, you're not giving me, Zhang Zehu, any face!"

Twenty million?

Even the Limit Gym side frowned. With five War General-level fighters showing up today alone, that price was far too low.

A low sum meant disrespect to everyone.

"Otherwise, I'm not giving you face?"

Luo Feng let out a cold laugh. "Zhang Zehu, I'll say it once: one billion, not a cent less. Short me a cent, and you can go see your nephew at the Security Bureau!"

"One billion, not a cent less?"

Zhang Zehu laughed in fury, as if he couldn't believe this greenhorn rookie dared to disrespect him, Mountain Tiger, like this!

"Then screw the negotiation! I'd rather donate that money to the country!"

Zhang Zehu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, looking like he wanted to swallow Luo Feng whole.

"Alright, Mountain Tiger."

At this point, the director of the Thunderbolt Martial Arts Hall stepped in to mediate: "Luo Feng, how about you both meet halfway—eighty million Hanxia dollars?"

"Brother Li! I..."

Zhang Zehu's veins bulged. He didn't want to give eighty million either.

"If you won't give me this face, you have to give it to Inspector Lei!"

Before Zhang Zehu could spit out something unpleasant, Director Li raised a hand to stop him. "Luo Feng, what about you?"

"I'll go along with Director Li's decision!"

Luo Feng nodded in agreement after a look from Wu Tong.

The entire meeting room fell silent as everyone's gaze landed on Zhang Zehu. Though burning with rage, he opened his communication system and directly transferred a sum of eighty million to Luo Feng.

"The money's arrived."

Before leaving, Zhang Zehu shot Luo Feng a vicious glare. "Brothers, let's go!"

Seeing the Thunderbolt Martial Arts Hall people leave, the Limit Martial Arts Hall group in the meeting room burst into commotion.

"Eighty million—Zhang Zehu's whole year's work down the drain!"

"I didn't think he'd actually pay up either!"

Luo Feng was also quite surprised. He turned to Jiang Li gratefully: "Brother Jiang, thank you so much!"

"What are you thanking me for?"

Jiang Li smiled. "I didn't do anything."

On the other side, Zhang Zehu, who had just left Mingyue Residential Area, couldn't contain his fury. He punched the back door of the Hummer, denting it inward.

"Brother Li! Why did you make me bow to that little brat?"

Zhang Zehu's eyes bulged with hatred. "Just because Wu Tong waved Inspector Lei's banner?"

"Yeah, Director Li!"

Another bald man beside him also complained: "I remember Manager Wang said in the video meeting that the person not to mess with south of the river was a martial artist named Jiang, not Luo!"

"He was there too!"

Director Li shook his head. "Sitting right next to Wu Tong!"

"A big shot like that—if he doesn't speak, fine."

"But once he opens his mouth, Mountain Tiger, do you think eighty million would've settled it?"

Hearing this.

Zhang Zehu and the others instantly deflated.

They couldn't help but think—someone who could get a manager's orders was at least from a major family in the Hanxia Kingdom.

Don't let their fierce reputation in the Yangzhou martial artist circle fool you; that was all at the Warrior level. Forget involving inspectors, War Gods, and the like...

Even an ordinary family could make them vanish without a trace if they wanted!

Once you leave the wilderness zone, who knows what could happen?!

"Jiang Li."

After settling Luo Feng's matter, Wu Tong said with some surprise: "You're planning to head to the wilderness zone too?"

"Manager Zhuge just instructed me to arrange for Luo Feng to train in a Warlord-level squad. The Fire Hammer Squad—are you interested in joining?"

"Sure!"

Having someone to watch your back in the wilderness zone wasn't bad. Besides, Jiang Li's goal was simple: earn enough for the first four layers of World Annihilation.

"Jiang Li, I'm the deputy captain of the Fire Hammer Squad!"

Chen Gu, standing beside Luo Feng, laughed heartily. "From now on, you and Luo Feng can follow me! But I'll lay it out straight—our Fire Hammer Squad will give you chances to train, but if you can't adapt, Brother Chen will have to kick you out."

Martial artist squads fought on the edge of life and death. If someone was too weak and became dead weight, it would directly endanger the squad.

"Brother Chen!"

Luo Feng chimed in: "Brother Jiang is way stronger than me."

"Haha, it's still early—perfect time for a test!"

Chen Gu threw his head back and laughed. "Then I can plan the wilderness zone route..."

"Sounds good. Luo Feng should have improved a lot too."

Wu Tong smiled and led them up to the seventh floor, pointing at the Weapon Room beside them. "This hall is different from the martial arts school. Most martial artists have their own preferred weapons. That's the weapon room—the materials vary, but the construction and weight are the same."

"You can practice here from now on."