Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 626 - 636: Is It My Fault? (Fourth Update!)

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Oh, the misery! All Lord Huang wants now is to pass out or die by smashing his head—it's just that he can't get up. Otherwise, he would definitely sacrifice himself to express the condemnation in his heart.

But he forgot a saying, what goes around comes around, and fast. What happened to Ye Ling just now has come back to haunt him, but in a way that makes his life worse than death.

"So, tell me, he gave 310,000—what about you? Are you still raising the price or not? If you're not, then I'll just continue."

Mo Xing grinned, giving Ye Ling a thumbs up. This guy has really set a new trend in extortion, worthy of everyone's study.

Mo Xing might be feeling great, but Lord Huang on the ground is at a loss. What to do? Better raise the price, otherwise, he's in for a beating.

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"Three hundred and fifteen thousand, I raise it, I'll add an extra five thousand!"

Lord Huang wailed miserably. Mo Xing immediately widened his eyes and kicked him in the shin. The sour pain nearly made him pass out in agony.

"Damn it, are you messing with me? The minimum increase is ten thousand, who adds just a little on top? Are you trying to cheat me or what!"

Mo Xing yelled coldly. Lord Huang took a deep breath, feeling extremely wronged. He tried to extort someone but ended up being the victim instead, creating a whole new scam.

"I'll raise it. I'll give 320,000. Just let me go, please."

Lord Huang felt the pain all over his body, so intense he almost wished for death. He just wanted to rush back to the hospital; any longer here might leave permanent damage.

Mo Xing glanced at Ye Ling, who just shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, indicating it didn't matter to him. All he wanted was for Lord Huang to know how despicable his earlier actions were—nothing more.

With gritted teeth and in a rage, Mo Xing shouted, "320,000? I'll do 350,000! Are you raising or not? Are you going to match it?"

As he spoke, Mo Xing unleashed a flurry of kicks. Ye Ling, standing by, was dumbfounded. Damn, this lunatic is bidding against himself!

Lord Huang, who was lying on the ground taking the kicks, felt like he was going insane. If he knew what Ye Ling was thinking, he would have stood up and given him a comrade's handshake.

Who on earth has ever seen a fraudster raise their own price? This is a marvel, an absolute wonder! Has anyone ever encountered self-raising blackmailers? This is truly unprecedented.

Mo Xing nodded, "That's more like it. Now, tell me how much you're raising. Don't worry, he's done. I'll only raise the price one more time, you can count on that."

"Oh my God, big brother, just kill me. Stop this torture. My legs, my ribs, my brain—I'm going to collapse."

Upon hearing this, Lord Huang cried out loud, completely falling apart. Are you kidding me? Please, have mercy on an innocent man like me.

In the end, Lord Huang compensated Mo Xing with 350,000 for the so-called Qing Dynasty imperial vase, which, of course, was nothing but a modern fake.

The car slowly left the parking lot while Lord Huang's head was dizzy with confusion. As he transferred the money, his hands trembled with misery, humiliation, and unspeakable experiences!

Meanwhile, Mo Xing was driving the car, laughing out loud, "Haha! Ye Ling, look at that. I told you, I was telling the truth. I am the number one scavenger."

"I spent just a few tens of thousands, and with a flip, it's 350,000. Who the hell dares to mock me now? I'll finish them off."

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Hearing Mo Xing's audacious idea, Ye Ling shook his head, "You're crazy, if you go buy a tea set for a hundred or so bucks on the street, take it to Donghai, and claim it was used by Kangxi, someone will believe it."

"A hundred bucks for a product, sell it for hundreds of thousands, someone will definitely buy it, believe it or not, you intellectually challenged fool."

Ye Ling shook his head while Mo Xing's eyes suddenly lit up with excitement. Damn, that's a good idea, a new source of wealth, I'm gonna strike it rich!

The four of them drove off, following the navigation, heading toward a hotel called the Zhongzhou International. But the navigation must have been crazy or something, as it led them into a tiny alley.

"What the hell, is this even a road? It can only fit one car, if another car comes head-on, there's no way through!"

Mo Xing yelled at the slowly moving Maserati ahead, and Ye Ling's expression suddenly changed, "Hey, you jinx, just shut your mouth, will you? Your words come true as if they've been blessed, way too accurate."

As he spoke, Ye Ling suddenly froze, then glanced at the rearview mirror, "Mo Xing, have you noticed that car behind us has been following us the whole time?"

Mo Xing also nodded and sneered, "I've noticed it too, don't know what they're up to, hmph, could it be that jerk looking for revenge? This alley is so dark, I can't really see who's behind us."

While talking, Mo Xing suddenly hit the brakes and stopped abruptly, causing the car behind to nearly smash into them. Then Mo Xing slowly pressed the gas pedal once more.

After advancing a few steps, Mo Xing stopped again, forcing the car behind to stop as well. Ye Ling was stunned, hey hey hey, what are you doing? Are you playing games?

In this way, they took a whole five minutes to travel through an alley barely a hundred meters long, stopping and starting, nearly driving the car behind them to crash into a wall in frustration.

By the time they emerged from the alley, Mo Siqing was already waiting impatiently on the road. Mo Xing sneered coldly, "Hmph, I want to see what kind of car dares to follow us."

But when the street light shone on the car behind them, Ye Ling's face turned green. Fucking hell, that wasn't just some car following us, it was clearly a police car!

Screeching out of the alley, the police car accelerated and stopped in front of the Lamborghini. Two angry police officers stepped out and walked up to the driver's side.

Knock knock, they tapped the window, faces grim with anger. Well, it wasn't just them, anyone would be frustrated. This was some bullshit, what did they even do? If not for their driving skills, an accident would have happened already.

Mo Xing was also stunned, damn, all this time it was the police!

"Uh, Officer, we didn't realize, honestly didn't see it was you, if we'd seen clearly, we never would've been so reckless."

Mo Xing quickly said with remorse, while the police officer by the car kept a stern face, "Hand over your driver's license and vehicle registration now!"

Great, they were really in a hurry, going through the whole procedure, breathalyzing and all, wasting a good fifteen minutes.

It wasn't until the two police officers had left, grinding their teeth in irritation, that Mo Xing exhaled deeply, "My god, that was intense."

"You walking disaster, I've noticed that nothing good ever happens when I'm with you, seriously!"

Ye Ling shook his head; this guy was really a jinx, he'd had enough, he truly had.

Mo Xing shook his head, "Isn't it you who said someone was following us? And now, it's my fault, huh?"