The Strongest Qi Refiner

The waiter was stunned for a moment, but this was Hideo Miyajima's request, and he could only do it.

He raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and slammed it on top of the stone.

"boom!"

A muffled sound.

Above the stone, there were actually fissures!

"Smash it!" Hideo Miyajima smiled.

The waiter himself was startled by his own strength. Hearing this sentence, he raised his hand again and slammed it down.

"boom!"

With this punch, this one-and-a-half-meter-high stone exploded directly!

Even the high platform that was built, some of the support rods below it were broken!

Everyone was shocked!

At this time, the waiter had golden lines on his face, which looked a little weird.

"I believe all the distinguished guests have seen it... This is the role of the golden dragon's blood." Hideo Miyajima straightened his collar and said with a faint smile.

Everyone in the audience looked at the waiter standing behind with wide eyes, shocked.

From when the stone was lifted to the high platform, to when the waiter was selected to take the stage, he drank the golden liquid, and then he smashed the stone with two fists.

This series of events has been witnessed by everyone.

That cup of golden dragon blood...does it really have such a powerful effect?

Qin Yimo turned to look at Fang Yu.

And Fang Yu, who was also staring at the waiter on the stage at this time, frowned.

Before the waiter drank the cup of liquid, he was indeed a mortal, and he did not possess the breath of a martial artist.

After drinking that cup of liquid, he still didn't have the aura of a martial artist, but it added divine power!

Fang Yu opened his eyes of insight, and he could see that countless dots of black matter were flowing in the blood vessels in the waiter's body.

Obviously, these black substances are the source of his sudden power.

"My presentation is over." Hideo Miyajima said, "If you have any questions, you can ask them."

"...Where did you get this thing? How many?" Someone asked loudly from the audience.

"This is a family in our East Japan Island that provided us with the East Japan Chamber of Commerce." Hideo Miyajima replied, "As for the quantity... I can only say that I am not sure how much they can provide us. We'll sell as much as we can."

"How much is a bottle!? Are you sure that every bottle has an effect?" Someone asked.

"I know that everyone present has a huge amount of wealth and has an extraordinary status in China... But please believe in the reputation of our East Japan Chamber of Commerce." Hideo Miyajima said in a hurry, "If the dragon blood cannot be guaranteed. function, we will definitely not take it out for sale.”

"What about the price?" Someone in the audience asked eagerly.

"One bottle, 30 million." Miyajima Hideo stretched out three fingers and said.

"Thirty million a bottle!?"

To be honest, the price is already quite high.

But to the group of people present, this amount of money was nothing.

If golden dragon blood really gives mortals such power...they're willing to pay for it!

"Do you have any in stock? I want a bottle now!"

"I want a bottle too!"

"Buy one bottle and give it to my bodyguard to try. If it really works, I'll buy another ten bottles!"

Many people in the audience shouted.

Seeing the warm guests, Hideo Miyajima's smile grew brighter.

"VIPs who want to buy golden dragon blood, please register with my assistant first." Hideo Miyajima said, "We will sell you golden dragon blood in the name of the East Japan Chamber of Commerce... But the goods will take about three days. into your hands."

"no problem!"

The guests under the stage responded in succession.

Next, a group of people surrounded Hideo Miyajima's assistant to register.

"Aren't you going to buy a bottle?" Fang Yu looked at Qin Yimo and asked.

"If you want, I'll buy a bottle." Qin Yimo said, "Anyway, our Qin family still owes you a lot of money."

"What am I here for?" Fang Yu raised his brows and asked back.

"Aren't you always interested in these strange things?" Qin Yimo said.

"Alright, then you can go get a bottle and come back." Fang Yu thought about it and said.

"Okay." Qin Yimo nodded lightly and stepped forward.

...

An hour later, the trade fair ended successfully.

Hideo Miyajima stood at the door of the building, where his special car was already waiting for him.

Hideo Miyajima got in the special car and asked the assistant on the side to hand him the list of buyers he had just registered.

The special car drove, and Hideo Miyajima looked at the list with a greedy smile and said, "These people from Beidu are really rich... Few people care about selling 10 million in Dongri Island, but here they sell 30 million. ...they're still rushing to buy..."

"After the northern capital, if you go to other regions for a turn, sales will definitely increase a lot."

"Mr. Miyajima, the Yagi family... can you provide such a large amount of blood?" the assistant on the side asked.

Hideo Miyajima raised his head and took out another bottle of golden liquid from the storage box in front of the seat.

"Don't worry, the Yagi family has promised that as much as we want...they can provide as much." Hideo Miyajima squinted at the bottle of golden liquid and muttered, "How did the Yagi family create this liquid? "

"If we can produce it ourselves, the profit will increase by 70 to 80%."

Just as Hideo Miyajima was talking to himself, the moving car suddenly braked suddenly.

"What's wrong!?"

The glass bottle in Hideo Miyajima's hand almost flew out, and asked sullenly.

"Mr. Miyajima, this..." The driver looked forward with a horrified expression.

I saw a figure in front of the car.

This is a man, wearing black clothes, with long hair, and his eyes glowing with red light, which is breathtaking.

When Hideo Miyajima touched the man's eyes, his heart skipped a beat, his face immediately paled, and he hurriedly said, "Open the car window and ask him what he wants to do."

At this time, the car is on a road around the mountain.

There is very little traffic on this road.

The driver lowered the window, stuck his head out, and asked, "Do you want to..."

The man looked at the driver, grinned suddenly, showed a terrifying smile, and said, "Breathe, I smell a little breath."

The driver's face was pale and turned to look at Hideo Miyajima.

"What do you want! Money or anything I can come up with, I'm willing to give it to him!" Hideo Miyajima said hurriedly, already feeling the aura of danger.

"I want……"

The man stared at the glass bottle in Hideo Miyajima's hand, his expression suddenly changed.

Hideo Miyajima was so frightened that he immediately reached out and handed the glass bottle to the front window.

"You, you want this? I'll give it to you..." Hideo Miyajima said.

The man raised his hand, revealing the dark nails on his hands.

Noticing this, Miyajima Hideo's heart trembled violently again!

The man took the glass bottle, held it in his hand, and smashed it.

Then, he took a deep breath, as if sniffing something.

After a while, he frowned, and his eyes were red!

"It's not its blood, it's not its smell! It's fake!"

The man's tone was raised, and a strong aura burst out from his body.

"Clap!"

The glass windows of this luxury car were instantly shattered by shock!

The driver, as well as Hideo Miyajima and the female assistant in the back row, all screamed.

"You, let me go, I'm willing to give you anything you want..." Hideo Miyajima was so frightened that he spoke the Eastern Japanese language, panicking.

"Clap!"

But the man beside the car ignored his words and stretched out his hand towards him!

"what……"

A shrill scream resounded on the Ring Road.

...

"Where exactly is the restaurant you mentioned, we've all circled around here." Fang Yu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head and asked.

"There seems to be a problem with my mobile phone's navigation." Qin Yimo frowned. He controlled the steering wheel with his left hand and pressed the screen of his phone with his right hand.

"I think you've gone the wrong way again. You can't see other cars on this road." Fang Yu said.

While speaking, Qin Yimo continued to drive the jeep along the Huanshan Road.

After a further distance, Fang Yu frowned.

He smelled a little blood in front of him.

The jeep drove a little further, and after turning the corner, you could see a limousine parked in the right lane ahead.

The ground where the car was located... a large pool of black and red bloodstains appeared.

From a distance, it looks like a car is leaking oil.