"Boss, is Frank going to kill him?"

On the other end of the phone, Hong asked.

"Don't worry, we're going to squeeze his surplus value out."

Xiao Chen said lightly: "Healing him first, don't let him die. It's late, so you can rest too."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Chen sat alone on the sofa in the living room in a daze.

All the past flashed in my mind.

He had a strange feeling that Huang Quan seemed to have an unclear relationship with him from the beginning.

"King of Huangquan, who are you?"

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth.

Perhaps the only person who has seen the true face of the King of Huangquan is his master.

Thinking of this, he called the phone directly, regardless of the fact that it was already past twelve o'clock in the evening.

The old guy once fought with the King of Huangquan.

Although he was defeated, the King of Huangquan seemed to be injured.

"Old man, what's going on with the Jiujuan of Momen? Who is the real identity of the King of Huangquan?"

Xiao Chen asked straight to the point.

"You little brat, call me so late, and don't ask."

On the other end of the phone, the old man laughed and scolded: "Oh, I knew there would be such a day. You ask me what happened to the Nine Books of Momen.

I have no idea!

All I know is that it has appeared in all dynasties.

Every time it appears, it will cause a bloody storm!

This is a cruel game!

If you win the nine volumes of the Momen, you will see the person behind the scenes.

You can realize your dream when you see him!"

"Is it a game?"

Xiao Chen raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth, saying that it is really despicable to treat human lives as a game.

"No matter what kind of game or not, is Huangquan King the person behind the scenes or the person involved in the game?"

Xiao Chen asked again.

"He is better than you. Although he is a participant in the game, he is also one of the producers.

So, he might know the real secret of the Nine Books of Momen.

So from the beginning, he was looking for nine volumes.”
Chapter completed!