Urban Hidden Dragon

"Of course I don't want to!"

Wang Han puffed out his chest with a righteous look.

"Everyone present here is Wang's good friend! How could I bear to see them die? Does Senior Xu want to see them die?"

Xu Heyun snorted coldly, "Of course he doesn't want to. Since the little guard doesn't want to, can we put the proposal of giving away the God-Slaying Spear for free on the agenda?"

Wang Han said righteously, "It is necessary for me to provide the God-Slaying Spear! Just as Mr. Xu said just now, the war is imminent, and the God-Slaying Spear can increase the chance of survival. So how about this, I will provide them with the guns, and you provide me with the money! I believe that you, the Xianhe League, definitely don't want to watch so many heroes die, right?"

He simply kicked the ball back and Xu Heyun could only stare blankly.

He was about to say something but was interrupted by a look from Zong Henian.

Anyone with a little common sense can see that it is completely useless to deal with such a scoundrel. He will pay you back in the same way. In the end, he will definitely not lose out. He may even drag you down with him.

The reason why this group of people quarreled with Wang Han was, firstly, that Wang Han was young, on an equal footing with them, and he did not tolerate their words. As a group of people who had been in a superior position for a long time, how could they tolerate this humiliation? They must have wanted to suppress him subconsciously; secondly, it was difficult for them not to be angry about the way Wang Han spoke and acted.

"The more critical the moment, the more we need to unite. Only by working together and helping each other can we overcome the difficulties. Since the little guard is unwilling and wants to make money from the war, it will be useless even if we talk to the sky. Let's just forget about it.

But I do have another suggestion.

We can set up a charity foundation. Many of the families and sects present are not very powerful, and it is difficult for them to purchase supplies such as the God-Slaying Gun at a reasonable price, so there will definitely be war losses and a large number of casualties in the decisive battle.

At this time, you can apply for subsidies from the foundation by reporting your actual losses. In other words, the purpose of establishing this foundation is to allow families with stronger overall strength to support weaker families. The capable ones can support more, and the weak ones can support less. In this way, after the damage occurs, you can get a reasonable post-war guarantee! Don't let those dead heroes feel disappointed.

We, the Xianhe League, will set an example. In the initial stage, the Xianhe League is willing to invest 10 billion yuan into the foundation, and I can assure you that our Xianhe League will never use a penny from the foundation!

What do you think? "

Wang Han raised his eyebrows high.

This bastard has no chance of becoming the leader of the Xianhe League. He has so many evil intentions that he starts to have evil thoughts as soon as he twists his butt while sitting on the chair.

This statement first belittled Wang Han, implying that Wang Han wanted to continue the war to make money from everyone. It also said that it would be difficult to buy guns from Wang Han at a favorable and reasonable price. If Wang Han was kind enough to lower the price, no one would remember Wang Han's kindness. Selling at the original price would be making money from the war, and selling at a lower price was what Wang Han should do.

After that, there was another wave of fundraising operations, which he performed in a righteous manner. He even put up 10 billion yuan of his own money, but did not touch a penny of it. He gained a lot of goodwill in the world. In comparison, Wang Han looked even more hideous and did not look like a good person.

Finally, it means dragging other people down. I have raised funds, and if you don’t contribute some money, do you think it’s justified?

It's like there is something that forces you to stand on the moral high ground and ask everyone to donate money. If you don't donate, then you are unloving and will be isolated by everyone.

Zong Henian has spoken, and the vassal families and sects under the Xianhe League have echoed, "Master Zong is indeed a hero who cares about the world. This idea is very useful for our smaller sects! Thank you so much, Master Zong! Master Zong is right. We must help each other at critical moments. We can't be like some people who still want to make money from everyone at such a critical moment. Such people are really a shame to the world!"

"Yes, the leader of the sect is really kind-hearted. I feel warm inside when I hear that. Our family cannot compare to the super sect families, which get 300 million! We help each other, just like a family. Even if our contribution to the martial arts world is not big, we must never harm the martial arts world! Sucking the blood of the martial arts world at the critical moment!"

Those vassal families and sects all sang the same tune, and every word they spoke was sarcastic and fierce.

After this, the Eight Ancient Clans discussed it and agreed to this idea. They were willing to invest 10 billion yuan into the foundation for post-war subsidies, and the families and sects under the Eight Ancient Clans followed suit and contributed money.

Wang Han held his chin with one hand and looked at the group of people with a smile on his face.

Zong Henian glanced in the direction of Shanhe League, Liuhe Xianghui, and Taiping Society.

The disgusting thing about this idea is that it benefits the weak families and sects below.

Xianhe League and these two of the Eight Ancient Clans have both contributed so much money as subsidies. If you families don't contribute, wouldn't it make those families and sects that follow you feel disheartened?

If this plants a seed, and the people below launch a mutiny and join the Xianhe League, it will be no joke. There are no eternal friends in this world, only eternal interests.

You can't set up a foundation on your own, otherwise people will see, "Oh my god? The decisive battle hasn't even started yet, and you are doing something disunited. What are you trying to do?"

Ji Hexiang glanced at Qiao Fengchun and the others, then glanced smugly at Wang Han, who was holding his chin with one hand and looked like he was in a trance.

"Qiao Fengchun, won't you from the Mountain and River Alliance follow? Little Taibao, won't you from the Ten Lords Society follow?"

Wang Han came back to his senses and asked, "What? Subsidy?"

"What else? You ten masters are so rich, aren't you going to contribute a little to the whole martial arts world?"

Wang Han grinned and said, "No! The money of our Ten Lords Association didn't come from the wind!"

Ji Hexiang snorted and sneered, "I was wondering why the little guard was so hard-hearted. At the critical moment, he could do such a beastly act of sucking the blood of the people in the martial arts world. It turns out that all of you, the Ten Lords, are cold-blooded animals. It's not surprising."

Wang Han smiled and was not angry at all. "No, no, no, no, it's better for you guys to pay. You guys are all rich guys. I can't compare to you. I've been wearing the same pair of shorts for three years and I'm reluctant to change them. The nylon ones have become lace. If you guys have some spare money, you can give me some money. I'll be grateful to you!"

Ji Hexiang shouted angrily, "I'll make up an egg for you!"

"Eggs are fine too!"

Ji Hexiang felt that he could only say 98.5 sentences out of 100, because he still had 1.5 words left.

Wang Han had no intention of intervening at all. A major purge within the Xianhe League and the Eight Ancient Clans was imperative. As long as there was the slightest chance, Wang Han would use thundering means to carry out a drastic purge. It didn't matter what they said now.

Anyway, this little black guy won’t be able to bark for many days.

In the end, the five major families of the Five Mountains Alliance took the lead in fundraising, and all the families and sects present together raised nearly 108 billion yuan.

When the meeting was about to end, Zong Henian said again, "Little Taibao, since you are unwilling to donate the God-Slaying Spear to everyone, then everyone can buy it from you. You will always sell it to everyone, right?"

Wang Han stood up, put the unfinished bottle of mineral water under his armpit, pulled at his shorts tucked in his butt, and walked outside with his dick clanging.

"It depends on my mood! I was going to give everyone a 50% discount today, but you guys in the Xianhe League always throw dirty water on me and slander me in various ways. I feel very uncomfortable. Boss Cao once said, 'My dear, my heart is filled with longing. How can I relieve my worries? Only the smell of money!'

Then I can only increase the original price tenfold, unless you, the Xianhe League, can use all the extra money to help the heroes of the martial arts world, or the deputy leader of the league sends me an apology video of no less than three minutes in front of everyone on the forum. Otherwise, don't even think about restoring the original price. After all, you said it yourselves, I am a beast who makes money from war, and you are the great philanthropists in the martial arts world!

Everyone, continue chatting. I won't bother you any more!"

After saying that, Wang Han swaggered out of the meeting room.

The conflict was immediately thrown to everyone in the Xianhe League.

It is impossible to pay. Xianhe League is rich, but it is not enough to pay for the entire martial arts world. Asking Zong Henian to apologize to Wang Han would be a slap in the face of Zong Henian.

But if Zong Henian doesn't apologize, the price offered by Wang Han will definitely not be affordable for people in the underworld.

All the martial artists in the audience looked at Zong Henian.

Now the pressure is on Zong Henian.