I Have a Three-Realm Auction System

"Two hundred thousand? Ha ha... Zhou Fan, you really dare to speak loudly!" Seeing Zhou Fan's two fingers, Ren Zonghou chuckled and shook his head.

"Who told you that what I want is only two hundred thousand?" Zhou Fan smiled and said, "What I want is twenty million!"

"Boy, what do you think, twenty million, why don't you grab it?" Jia Wei immediately retorted after hearing Zhou Fan's request.

Twenty million, even for Longhui Real Estate, is not a small amount.

Real estate companies are rich, but most of them are fixed assets, but the liquidity they can use is quite limited.

"I'm talking to your master, if you bark again, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth." A cold light flashed in Zhou Fan's eyes.

After touching the cold light in Zhou Fan's eyes, Jia Wei's body couldn't help but tremble, and he didn't dare to speak any more.

"Twenty million? A very good proposal." Ren Zonghou nodded, "However, why should I give you?"

When he came here, he didn't intend to resolve the matter peacefully, especially after seeing Zhou Fan, it was even more impossible.

Last time Zhou Fan got him drunk, causing him to lose his attitude in front of Yan Shuimo. Before he had time to settle the accounts, he is now obstructing his own engineering project. How can [无名小说www.downtxt.net] Zong Hou let him go. Pass him?

"Why? Then let us rely on whose fist is big." Zhou Fan slowly clenched his fist.

Since the truth is not clear, use the most primitive solution to solve the problem. Whoever has a hard fist will have the final say.

"Haha...Zhou Fan, do you really think your fists are very hard?" Ren Zonghou chuckled and shook his head, with a contemptuous expression, "Since you want to win or lose with your fists, then I will fulfill you."

After saying that, with a wave of his palm, only one person walked out from behind him. This person was not tall, only about 1.7 meters, but from his body, Zhou Fan noticed a wave of spiritual power.

This person is actually also a monk, and he is also a monk whose cultivation has reached the innate realm!

"It's interesting." Zhou Fan smiled and didn't take it seriously. This was the first time he encountered a monk in the Innate Realm, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

The silver corpse mother-in-law I met before was indeed in a congenital realm, but she was a demon cultivator, and she was not in the same camp as the person in front of her.

"Boy, get out of here if you know you, don't force me to do it." Zhang Jian looked at Zhou Fan and said in a deep voice.

"Which green onion are you? You dare to teach Young Master here?" Zhou Fan said disdainfully.

Innate realm cultivation is only, what's the fear?

"Looking for death!" After hearing Zhou Fan's words, Zhang Jian's expression had a killing intent. He stepped on his feet, clasped his five fingers, and slammed into Zhou Fan.

"I actually dare to stimulate Zhang Jian, I really don't know whether to live or die." Ren Zonghou sneered.

Zhang Jian was invited by his father to spend a lot of money, specifically to protect his safety, just to guard the cost, it costs 10 million a year, which is expensive and scary.

However, Zhang Jian's strength is indeed amazing. He once beat a mad bull to death with his bare hands. The strength of his fists was terrifying.

Zhou Fan is just a poor boy who eats soft food, how could he be Zhang Jian's opponent!

"Small bugs." Zhou Fan smiled slightly and blasted out the same punch.

boom!

The two fists hit each other fiercely, and a faint shock wave spread from the place where the two fists hit, sweeping up the dust on the ground, and blocking the line of sight.

However, shortly afterwards, a figure flew out from the dust-filled place, and his feet made a deep groove on the ground, and his left foot slammed on the ground, unloading this counter-shock force to stabilize the figure.

"How is it possible?" Ren Zonghou immediately became calm when he saw the person flying upside down. This person is not someone else but Zhang Jian.

Moreover, Zhang Jian at this time looked quite miserable. His upper body clothes had several holes torn, and a series of wounds covered his chest, soaking his clothes.

Especially his right hand, at this time, it was trembling constantly, and the blood dripped down.

Zhou Fan stepped out of the smoke and dust slowly, his expression was quite indifferent, he flicked the dust on his clothes, smiled slightly, "It seems that the person you found is really not good, as always, waste."

"You...huh..." Zhang Jian wanted to say something, but his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face instantly pale.

Zhou Fan's strength is really too strong, even if he didn't use his full strength with a punch before, he still has 80% strength, and he was still defeated by Zhou Fan so easily.

And he knew that Zhou Fan didn't use his full strength either, where did this guy come out, he was so strong!

How could such a powerful person appear on the construction site? How did Ren Zonghou provoke such a person?

Ren Zong was cheeky and couldn't help shaking. Zhou Fan's toughness was beyond his expectation. Even his most powerful bodyguard, Zhang Jian, is not an opponent. What can he do?

"Master Ren, what you said before, still count?" Zhou Fan smiled and looked at Ren Zong kindly.

"Zhou Fan, don't deceive people too much!" Ren Zonghou gritted his teeth.

"Too much bullying?" Zhou Fan chuckled and shook his head, "Ren Zonghou, when you bullied others, have you ever thought that you will have such a day?"

"Feng Shui takes turns, come to my house this year and tell me that you are too deceiving, are you worthy?"

After hearing Zhou Fan's words, Ren Zonghou's face was red and speechless.

He knew all these things Zhou Fan said, and he acquiesced in it, but he didn't expect that the retribution would come so quickly, and now it was his turn to be bullied, and he hadn't had much to do.

"What I said before counts." Ren Zonghou took a deep breath.

Zhou Fan's combat power frightened him. After all, even the bodyguard his father invited him was not Zhou Fan's enemy. If he was punched by Zhou Fan, wouldn't he be immediately scrapped?

As a parent, what he has is money, there is no need to take his own life for a mere 20 million.

"Well, since it counts, when do you plan to give the 20 million?" Zhou Fan smiled and looked at Ren Zong kindly.

While the iron is hot, now that Ren Zonghou has accepted it, he naturally can't delay it. As long as the money is available, the matter will be over.

"I'll give it to you." Ren Zonghou gritted his teeth, took out a pen and check from his pocket, and quickly filled in the numbers.

"This is a check for 20 million!" Ren Zonghou handed the check to Zhou Fandao.

"Ha ha... Young Master Ren really made a generous move." Zhou Fan smiled and accepted the check.

"Huh, Zhou Fan, don't be too proud. Let's ride a donkey to read the script and wait and see." Ren Zonghou said harshly.

"Just wait and see, when I'm afraid you won't make it?" Zhou Fan smiled and didn't care.