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The purple-browed young man completely regarded Fang Qi as an idiot...a person from a small place who didn't know much about the world.

He knows all the famous people in the central city, but he is not familiar with people like Fang Qi... What does unfamiliarity mean? That shows low end!

A gang that came out of a small place like Beicheng...even if it has the qualifications to participate in the martial arts competition...but it is still not enough to look at in front of Haishamen.

In other words, in the eyes of Qimen, the Twelve Meetings are scum, not even the green leaves next to the flowers, at best they are just for the number.

Let them manage a remote place like Beicheng, and then harvest a wave when they are fat. This set of procedures seems very good.

The purple-browed young man stared at Fang Qi skeptically, as if he was convinced of you.

He has such confidence and confidence!

"Oh? Is that right? That's right, I don't have a deed yet, but you reminded me..."

Fang Qi nodded subconsciously, then shot out of his body, came to the place where the contract was signed before, and wrote a few flamboyant characters!

"The young master of Haishamen is willing to exchange one hundred pieces of low-grade spirit stones for the Wenzi Pavilion shop on Taiyuan Street to Fang Qi. He will make a special contract and never go back on his word!"

"Signatory: Fang Qi"

"Signatory: ..."

"Look, the contract is signed, it's your turn to sign it!"

Fang Qi showed a smile that he thought was very sweet, and the face of the purple-browed youth changed instantly.

He felt that he was shameless enough! I didn't expect Fang Qi to be more shameless than him!

Such a shameless thing... how the hell did you come up with it?

Do you know what you are doing? I really want to kill you!

"Do you think I will sign it? Don't be too fancy! If you are sensible, get out, or you won't be able to leave when my Haishamen's helper comes over!"

Wei Zhongtian's face was dark, and he didn't dare to fight anymore, but he was not a fool to ask him to sign such a contract of losing power and land? Why would he do this?

brush……

stab...

The flying sword floated, and a huge ear fell to the ground dripping with blood.

"Ah... what are you doing! You are crazy! Hurry... hurry up and call the doctor, my ears, my ears..."

Wei Zhongtian suddenly covered his right ear and began to howl.

Because Fang Qi just cut off his right ear with a sword strike.

And staring at his left ear with burning eyes...

"Tsk tsk... the young master of Haishamen... so majestic! I want to see who dares to walk out of this shop today!"

"Young Master Wei...is that correct? The young master of Haishamen, Wei Zhongtian..."

"Have you thought it through now? Do you want to sign a contract?"

As Fang Qi spoke, he burned his bloody right ear that fell to the ground with flames.

Since then, Wei Zhongtian can only have one ear.

Wei Zhongtian was stunned. Just now his right ear was cut off in an instant. He only felt pain, but he didn't feel much worry.

For mortals, the loss of ears is basically tantamount to accepting fate, but the monk is different, as long as he pays a little price, his ears can still appear intact at the base of his ears...

But that is under the premise that the right ear still exists.

Now that the right ear is burned, this hope is completely cut off!

Wei Zhongtian couldn't imagine... who gave Fang Qi the guts... actually dared to hurt him!

He is the young master of Haishamen... His father is an invincible and powerful monk in the transformation stage!