Chapter 902 But I Don’t Have Any Money.

The real time between the two parties was only one minute. The evil Taoist was directly hit by Yan Tao's fist and flew backwards, dragging on the ground for more than ten meters before stopping.

The group of fierce ghosts who were frightened by Yan Tao and turned their backs circled around the evil people, making all kinds of shrill ghost noises.

The evil man turned around and ran away.

However, there seemed to be an invisible chain locking them behind them. Their legs were running quickly on the ground, but their bodies remained motionless.

Young Master Yan walked over slowly, suddenly raised his foot, and with a strong wind from his leg, he hit one of them in the back of the heart.

Master Yan stepped on his back, rubbed it slowly, and asked softly: "Who sent you here?"

"It's Wang Changning, Wang Changning!" The evil Taoist who was stepped on by Yan Tao felt a pain in his heart and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground red.

The two companions next to him were shaking with fear, fearing that they would be the next to suffer. They all revealed the mastermind behind the scenes: "Wang Changning has listed your price on the black market. As long as I can marry you and send your head to him, Buy 50 million."

Master Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "I'm so valuable."

The evil Taoist on the left showed a wry smile and said in a panic: "Master Yan, please stop joking. You are the next master of Xuanmen. In the future, the entire Xuanmen will be yours. How can it be worthless?"

Young Master Yan Hall sighed, smiled and touched his chin and said, "Although I am valuable, I don't have any money."

The three evil Taoists were stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding what Yan Tao meant.

a bunch of idiots.

Yan Tao increased the strength of his right foot, and the man on the ground almost rolled his eyes and fainted.

The person next to him was so happy that he took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Yan Tao respectfully: "Young master Yan, we are very sorry for offending you."

Young Master Yan took the bank card from the evil Taoist's palm with his plain fingers. It seemed that he was not a complete idiot.

"How many?"

The evil Taoist spoke tremblingly: "One to one million."

Yan Tao stepped down hard again and glanced at them expressionlessly. The young man was obviously very handsome, but at this moment he seemed like a demon from hell, which sent a chill down his heart.

"That's it?"

"And, and..."

The evil man took out a card from his pocket again, and this time he held out two fingers: "This is 2 million."

Master Yan took the bank card and sighed slowly, then raised his right foot again. Before his foot could fall down, the Taoists shouted loudly: "Wait a minute, there is another card!"

The evil man untied his coat in pain and took out a card from his inner pocket. His expression almost made him cry: "This...this is 3 million."

When Yan Tao was about to take it, the evil man grabbed a corner of the bank card.

The young man glanced at him coldly, and suddenly grabbed the bank card with great force: "I'm taking advantage of you, get out!"

The two evil Taoists almost shed tears in their hearts. The one supported by their companion was afraid and reluctant, and slipped to the other side of the path.

That’s all their savings for ten years!

Wang Changning, the old bastard, was lucky. Instead of making 50 million, they used 6 million of their own money to get in.