Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 202 - 0202 Negotiation [Part 2]

Chapter 202: Chapter 0202 Negotiation [Part 2]

Chu Feng took the communication device and spoke, "Everything they said is true; this place is indeed filled with explosives. The power should be enough to annihilate this place, so I think if they have any demands, we should try to meet them as much as possible. They are just mercenaries, after all, motivated by money. Perhaps, we could even buy some intelligence from them."

Upon hearing Chu Feng’s words, Pei Wending didn’t understand what Chu Feng was really planning. However, since Chu Feng had spoken, Pei Wending had no choice but to comply.

"You’re very smart!" After Chu Feng finished speaking, the leader of the white mercenaries also said in Huaxia language.

Chu Feng had known already that among them, someone understood Huaxia language, so his previous words were meant for them to hear.

Chu Feng hung up the communication device and continued, "I think we can sit down and talk now. Things like conditions are negotiable. Moreover, we aren’t really interested in you mercenaries, but we’re indeed very interested in the person who hired you. If you’re willing to disclose your employer’s identity, besides the conditions you previously mentioned, I personally can give you an additional sixty million USA Dollars."

The people on the other side were visibly excited at Chu Feng’s offer. Sixty million USA Dollars to be divided among six people could allow them to live carefree for many years.

"What makes you think you can give us sixty million USA Dollars?" asked the black mercenary who had earlier been called a fool.

Chu Feng smiled and said, "That’s a very astute question."

After saying that, Chu Feng also took out the card given to him by Zhang Shisan. As Cui Jingyan no longer needed it, she had returned it to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng said, "I’m not sure if you understand what this card signifies."

"The Centurion Black Card!"

The leader of the white mercenaries recognized the bank card in Chu Feng’s hands.

Chu Feng said, "Since some of you recognize it, that saves me a lot of explanations. Knowing this, you should understand that I can afford sixty million USA Dollars. The moment you speak, I can transfer the money immediately."

"We..."

"Shut up!"

The black mercenary didn’t even get to speak before he was scolded by the leader of the white mercenaries.

"Boss, aren’t we here just for the money? Now there’s sixty million right in front of us, why not take it?" The black man said excitedly.

"Shut your mouth, you fool! Have you forgotten the creed of a mercenary? Betraying the employer’s information will get us hunted down by everyone. And our employer this time is extremely powerful. If you speak, it’s as good as sentencing all of us to death," the leader of the white mercenaries said.

Chu Feng said, "There shouldn’t be an eighth person here; say it, take the money, and leave, and no one will know it was you who spoke. But if you choose not to say anything, I’m afraid our negotiation will have to end here."

"Exactly, boss, once we’ve spoken and taken the money, it’ll be unseen and unheard. Besides, with that money, do we even need to continue being mercenaries?" The black man said, his eyes fixed on the bank card in Chu Feng’s hands.

"Bang!"

This time, the response to the black mercenary was a bullet, fired by the white leader.

And just as the gun was fired, Chu Feng also moved. However, Chu Feng did not rush forward but sent a palm strike instead.

Chu Feng couldn’t rush forward, for these well-trained mercenaries would surely detonate the explosive in an instant. Hence, Chu Feng opted for an attack using his inner strength, targeting only the detonator in the man’s hand, thus simplifying his task immensely.

"Ah!"

A scream emerged from the mouth of the white leader, followed by the sight of his wrist completely snapping, and naturally, the detonator in his hand shattered even more thoroughly.

Without the detonator as a threat, Chu Feng found dealing with the six of them all too easy.

Chu Feng abruptly stood up from the chair, and like a phantom, rushed in front of the six men in an instant.

Chu Feng went straight for punches to flesh, knocking unconscious four of the remaining men, leaving only the Caucasian boss, whose pressure points had also been seized by Chu Feng.

"You are a devil! You are Huaxia’s devil!"

The Caucasian leader looked at Chu Feng, his eyes betraying terror and uncontrollable emotion.

Up till now, he had not figured out how Chu Feng managed to do it. Without even touching him, Chu Feng had broken his hand, and now he couldn’t move at all.

Chu Feng looked at the Caucasian boss and said, "You can say whatever about me now. But I have just one question, who hired you? This time, you answer, there is no money involved. But if you don’t answer, I guarantee I will be more terrifying than the devil you imagine."

The Caucasian leader stiffened his neck, also refusing to look at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng slightly smiled and said, "Good! Very good! You are a competent mercenary, but I just hate competent mercenaries. So, I will become the devil you fear in your heart."

After speaking, Chu Feng touched the Caucasian man twice more, instantly making his expression extremely twisted and ferocious.

At this moment, the Caucasian leader was enduring unspeakable pain. He wanted to smash his body hard on the floor to alleviate the pain, but his body couldn’t move at all.

"I’ll talk! I’ll talk!"

Less than thirty seconds later, the Caucasian leader surrendered.

Chu Feng said, "Twenty-five seconds, you still have a way to go to be a competent mercenary. But now you can speak."

The Caucasian leader was just gasping for air, paying no attention to Chu Feng’s sarcasm.

"Caught your breath? Speak!" Chu Feng said.

The Caucasian leader looked at Chu Feng in terror; in the face of such a devil, he dared not hide anything.

"The one who hired us is a Korean," he said.

"A Korean, not from Japan?" Chu Feng frowned and asked.

The Caucasian leader nodded vigorously and said, "Yes! Indeed, it was a Korean. He said he was from an organization called the Elite Society."

Chu Feng had always thought that the Elite Society was from Japan, but it seemed that this modern version of the Elite Society was no longer just about Japan; its reach had expanded.

"Have you heard of the Elite Society?"

Chu Feng clearly saw a deep fear emerge in the eyes of the Caucasian leader when he mentioned the Elite Society.

The look in the Caucasian leader’s eyes was once again filled with deep fear, and he said anxiously, "They are a group of real devils. I never wanted to cooperate with these devils, but the price they offered this time was too high, and I couldn’t resist the temptation."

Of course, the Caucasian leader regretted it by now, because he had cooperated with a devil, only to meet another. If he had known Huaxia was so dangerous, no amount of money would have brought him here.

"What else do you know about the Elite Society?" Chu Feng asked.