Yunji stood up and walked out of the tea shed, heading straight for the iron pot. Sabao hesitated for a moment and followed, grabbing the oil umbrella from the person next to him.

The rain was not heavy, and the sky and earth were covered in gray.

There is no wind, and the rain is as quiet as fog.

The raindrops slid down the prairie man's heavy knife, dripping and dripping, exuding a cold and murderous aura.

The mercenaries refused to give up and planned to fight for the last time.

The caravan was watching, Hansong was hesitating, and the crowd of spectators fell silent in the cold rain.

Everyone knows that this is the last critical moment. Whether Feng Hai of the Chamber of Commerce and the mercenary leader are killed, or whether the Soaring Snake Tribe gives in, the outcome of the Sheep Cooking Conference is about to be decided.

The oppressive and quiet atmosphere was shattered by the sound of footsteps.

In the cold mist-like rain, two figures walked over.

The young man in the front was strolling leisurely with his hands behind his back, while the servant in the back was holding an umbrella and was mostly soaked.

The steps stopped in front of the iron pot.

An oil umbrella separated the rain curtain.

Chi Wu narrowed his eyes and subconsciously wanted to retreat. He felt a pressure coming towards him, and the green-eyed python that was entrenched beside him kept shrinking back, as if it was encountering a natural enemy.

The visitors took advantage of the rain and seemed to be one with the heaven and earth.

With a click, Chiwu thrust the heavy knife into the ground, forcibly breaking through the rain curtain and shaking off the opponent's 'momentum' of bringing the rain.

"Who are you?" Chiwu stared at the young man opposite him with cold eyes.

Ma Dao hurriedly introduced: "This is our boss Yun."

"People from the Chamber of Commerce? Humph, it's just another dog." Chiwu snorted coldly.

"It's raining so heavily. It seems like it's not a good time to kill people today. Master Chiwu, it would be nice to give God some face." Yun Ji said with a smile.

Chi Wu was stunned.

The group of prairie people next to him were also stunned.

Luo Sanhan, Song Laohe and a group of spectators were all stunned.

I thought he was begging for mercy, but in the end, I started to blame God. This person's thinking is really strange, and I don't know what he thinks. He doesn't look like a fool with his delicate features.

Chi Wu quickly came to his senses and said angrily: "What does God's face have to do with you? Why can't you kill people when it rains? I tell you, kid, the two of them will definitely die today!"

Yunji spread his hands and said helplessly: "Since you don't want to give me any face, let's talk about the deal. We businessmen only recognize the word profit. As long as you are willing to let people go, I will pay you any amount."

Yunji's tone was so shocking that he didn't even ask about the price. As soon as he said this, Feng Hai in the cauldron would have given two thumbs up if he hadn't been tied up.

"Good brother! I knew you wouldn't die without saving me!" Feng Hai was so grateful that his eyes were red.

He could only offer 20,000 silver and two spiritual stones to save himself. This price was still stingy. Look at others, they don't even ask about the price. This is a real big businessman.

From Yunji's body, Feng Hai actually saw his uncle's overbearing nobility.

Chi Wu didn't take it seriously and said coldly: "Do you think our Teng She Department is short of money? Even if you bring us gold and silver today, the guy in the pot will die."

"Not negotiable?"

"A one-time deal is non-negotiable!"

Yunji pretended to be deep in thought, looked at the sinister Chiwu, and then at the extremely disappointed Feng Hai, and said: "The way of business is nothing more than price. If you give enough price, you can buy your life.

Sir Chiwu thinks so, use my life to buy Feng Hai’s life.”

Chi Wu was stunned again when he heard the words "life in exchange for life."

The crowd around was in an uproar again, and the saber hand holding the umbrella trembled, almost losing his grip on the umbrella.

Chiwu was stunned twice in a row. He was a little confused. He looked Yunji up and down and wondered: "Could he be a fool? Why did you want to die for him?"

"For money, for 20,000 taels of silver and two spiritual stones." Yunji said straightforwardly, looking at Feng Hai and saying: "As long as I save you, no matter what method I use, it will be this price, right?"

Feng Hai was dumbfounded.

He fantasized about dying for the top girls in the brothel, but he never thought that someone would die for him.

Nodding blankly, Feng Hai numbly said: "That's right, that's right..."

"That's good, I owe too much foreign debt, so I have to work hard today." Yunji nodded, shook his head, and sighed.

Just now, he had made a very grand and casual price, but now he was heavily in debt. Chiwu was angry and angry, and subconsciously asked: "How much do you owe?"

"Hey, it's hard to put it into words. A century-old family fortune was wiped out in one fell swoop. I won't say much about it, but my brother-in-law and his family of thirty-seven people were all pawned by me in a pawn shop..."

Chiwu's eyes twitched after hearing this.

Even his brother-in-law's whole family has been pawned, not to mention his wife, children, and children. This guy is so cruel. How much foreign debt does he owe? No wonder he has to sell his life.

Boss Yun's suffering sounded a little pitiful to Chi Wu, but after hearing it, Ma Dao found it not pitiful, but terrifying.

Even my brother-in-law and his family have been sold. I am afraid that his newly attached subordinate will have to clearly mark the price sooner or later.

Are you a human?

This is a cold-blooded businessman through and through!

"Deal!" Feng Hai shouted from the cauldron. No matter what, he just needed to survive.

"No." Chiwu's face sank, and he glanced at Yunji with doubt, and said: "Don't pretend to be pitiful in front of me. He is the one who offends my Teng Snake Department, not you. Give it to me as soon as possible... Wuwuwu!"

Before Chiwu finished speaking, he saw Yunji grabbing Saber's arm and then throwing it out like a club. Saber's hand caught Chiwu's lower body vitally.

Borrowing someone's hand, a monkey steals a peach.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Chiwu stared and pouted with a shocked expression.

The crowd around them all opened their mouths, looking at the scene in disbelief.

That was Chiwu, the leader of the Tengshe Tribe, the most ruthless and cold-blooded overlord in Sha Town! He even dared to steal Chiwu's peaches, which was really a life-threatening situation.

Ma Dao slowly lowered his head, looked at his hands, and then slowly looked up at Chi Wu's expression. The corners of his mouth trembled and he wanted to apologize, but he didn't know what to say. His expression was awkward and desperate.

Yunji pushed the saber aside, raised his head and said, "Can I change people this time?"

"Substitute someone! Throw this kid into the pot!" Chiwu poured out all his anger on Yunji and shouted with a green face: "You are dead today! You are dead!"

Yunji finally got what he wanted by tricking a monkey into stealing peaches. He replaced Feng Hai and got into the big iron pot himself.

The old woman in the pot was very puzzled and sighed: "Young man, why bother?"

"It's all about making money. People are more important than money. Let's just make do with it, mother-in-law. The two of us are in the same boat."

"You kid, you are still joking even when you are about to die."

The old woman smiled helplessly, with a trace of doubt in her eyes. She didn't think the young man deliberately sent himself to death. Maybe he was hiding it and was just playing tricks on everyone.

After being rescued, Feng Hai hurriedly hid in the ranks of the Chamber of Commerce. He didn't bother to change his clothes and looked towards the cauldron. He wanted to see if the young boss Yun would really be boiled to death.

After such a fuss, the man from the Teng Snake Department who went to get the flame sand came back, holding a small wooden box carefully, as if it was hot to the touch, and he did not dare to walk too fast.

Chiwu grabbed the wooden box and shouted: "Open the fire and cook the sheep!"

"Wait a minute." Yunji asked in the pot: "Since it's a sheep-cooking meeting, if I can't be cooked today, will this matter be settled?"

"That's right!" Chiwu said fiercely: "If I can't cook you to death today, I will not only let you live, but you can show off in front of me from now on. When we meet, I will call you Boss Yun first! Wait until you die!"

"A gentleman speaks quickly and whips his horse quickly, but his words are not like a bastard. I have taken note of Master Chiwu's words. Let's light the fire." Yunji said brightly.

Chiwu stopped talking nonsense and placed the small wooden box directly under the big pot. With a flick of his finger, the lid of the box opened, revealing a dozen red sand grains inside.

"Flame Sand!" Luo San in the distance whispered secretly with fear in his eyes.

"What is it? That thing is very powerful?" Feng Hai didn't know why, he had never heard of such a strange thing.

Hansong explained to him in a fearful tone: "The flame sand is a special kind of natural material and earthly treasure, produced in the hot areas deep in the desert. This kind of sand contains high temperature, can melt steel, and can easily burn through the human body. It is used to burn

If there is a fire, the cauldron can boil in a moment, and the two people in the cauldron will die today."
Chapter completed!