"Hmm? Since when did China have such formidable young people?"
Di Long was utterly incredulous after hearing Tarsen's words. "As far as I know, Chairman Tarsen, your subordinates aren't all useless, right? Your bodyguards are renowned throughout Myanmar. They can't handle that young man? If that's the case, this young man seems to be something else!"
"Chinese Dragon, you indeed live up to your reputation as a negotiation expert. You're right, my people failed. But if that Jiang fellow wasn't truly troublesome, why would I seek you out?"
"How about this, triple the offer! If you can help me take out that little bastard, I'll pay three times the money, how about it?"
To convince Di Long to take action, Tarsen decided to spare no expense to drag him into the water.
"Haha, Chairman Tarsen, since you're being so earnest, if I were to keep refusing, I wouldn't be much of a friend! Fine, I'll make an exception for you this time!"
Even more cunning than Tarsen, Di Long finally "reluctantly" agreed, smiling warmly. "My price is one million dollars per life! You're offering triple, so that's 30 million dollars. Any objections?"
"30 million?"
Tarsen heard this and smirked coldly inside!
This price was actually lower than he had expected!
Because to him, Jiang Feng's life was worth far more than 30 million!
Moreover, he kept one thing to himself, that Jiang Feng had taken out Hemeng's proudest disciple, Dan Min, along with a few other major disciples!
This was also to prevent Di Long from asking for an astronomical price, causing him even more loss.
"Deal! But remember my words, don't think just because that kid is young, he's easy to deal with. He's a real thorn!"
"Don't worry, we Chinese have a saying, 'take one's money to eliminate a disaster for them.' I'll find someone powerful to do it, guaranteed to please you!"
Di Long didn't question what kind of grudge existed between Jiang Feng and Tarsen, nor why a dignified chairman of the Heigu Group in Myanmar would have a conflict with a young man from China. He just took the money and did the job, that was called professionalism.
"Chinese Dragon, forgive my presumptuousness, but I've heard about your reputation long before, can you tell me who exactly you're going to send to help me settle this trouble? I need to have some assurance," Tarsen said, uneasy.
Even if he was rich, he couldn't spend foolishly; he wouldn't engage in something with no return.
Di Long smiled and pointed towards the boxing arena. "Him."
Tarsen's face immediately darkened. "Those two boys fighting?"
"Wrong! It's the elderly gentleman sitting there watching the fight. He's also my distinguished guest – Elder Fei, ranked 26th on the Silver List of the global expert rankings. Have you heard of him?"
Elder Fei?
Tarsen had never heard the name, but he had heard of the so-called global expert rankings!
That was something Du Sengming had told him while still alive!
Across the world, the truly powerful experts are categorized by certain authoritative organizations into specialized lists to rank their strength and provide comparisons across various countries and regions.
This ranking is divided into the copper list, silver list, gold list, diamond list, and the king list, among others.
The different lists are clearly stratified, representing each expert's status and prestige.
With Du Sengming's strength at that time, he could barely be at the forefront of the copper list and couldn't even qualify for the silver list.
Dan Min, much stronger than him, could only barely squeeze into 37th on the silver list.
Now, this Elder Fei could occupy the 26th spot on the silver list, indicating he's much stronger than Dan Min!
Tarsen suddenly felt he'd made a tremendously profitable deal!
"Silver List 26th, sounds impressive! But he seems quite old, is he still that formidable?" Tarsen asked uncertainly.
Di Long laughed heartily, "Come with me."
Di Long led Tarsen directly to the elderly man calmly watching the fight, bent over, and cheerfully said, "Elder Fei, let me introduce you to Mr. Tarsen, chairman of the Heigu Group in Myanmar."
Elder Fei looked up at Tarsen, uttered an "Oh," without any special expression.
Facing Tarsen, a significant figure in Myanmar, he appeared extraordinarily calm.
"Mr. Tarsen has offered a sum of money, seeking my assistance with a task. But the target is rather tricky; it's someone who could eliminate several of his bodyguards. I believe only if you take action, can it be foolproof," Di Long said with a smile.
"Oh." Elder Fei remained seated, shifting his gaze back to the burly fighters on the ring.
Tarsen furrowed his brow; this Elder Fei was exceedingly arrogant. Did he possess real skills or just a lot of airs?
Di Long also seemed a bit embarrassed, scratching his head. Elder Fei turned to him and said, "Since you've accepted the commission, I'll take a trip. Anything else?"
"Uh, here's the thing, Tarsen has long heard of your esteemed reputation, but today is his first time meeting you in person, and he wants to witness your prowess! You know, Tarsen is one of my most esteemed friends; it's hard for me to disregard his face..." Di Long cautiously adjusted his tone.
Elder Fei laughed.
He had already noticed that the impeccably dressed Tarsen seemed to be questioning his ability.
At this point, he said nothing, stood up, and dusted off his pants. "The two boys in the ring, let me borrow them."
"No problem!" Di Long, eager to see Elder Fei in action, immediately agreed.
Elder Fei wasted no words, slowly walked onto the ring, and just as the two brawny men were fighting fiercely, he slightly raised his hand and said, "Stop! You two need not fight anymore. It's like kids playing house. Now, both of you come at me together. If you win, I'll restore your freedom; if you lose, my life is yours."
The two brawny men immediately ceased their fighting.
They looked Elder Fei up and down with incredulous eyes, sneering.
An old man with one foot in the grave dared to say such things, had he grown tired of living?
However, Elder Fei's offer was tempting.
The reason they became fighters in such underground matches was that they were forced into it and had signed contracts with Di Long resembling slavery, and couldn't get out.
If a fight with the old man could grant them freedom, it was a deal worth taking.
The two brawny men turned to Di Long, who only shrugged in acquiescence.
The two brawny men were overjoyed and fiercely stared at Elder Fei. "Fine, you old geezer, you asked for it!"
With that, one of them swung a heavy punch straight at Elder Fei!