章 647: Game of Death

"What if I can block one of your punches?" Hou Jingfeng laughed coldly. He did not believe for a second that he would be unable to block even one of Mo Wen's punches.

"What do you want?" Mo Wen smiled. Hou Jingfeng actually wanted to discuss terms with him!

"If I do manage to block one of your punches, you will give me that Black Gold Puppet of yours." A look of greed flashed in Hou Jingfeng's eyes.

"So daring." Mo Wen smiled. So Hou Jingfeng coveted his Black Gold Puppet. His ambition clearly knew no bounds. A cold light flashed n Mo Wen's eyes, as he nonchalantly said, "What if you fail? What do you have that is the same worth as this puppet?"

"If I fail, I will pay with my life." Hou Jingfeng did not believe at all that he would fail.

"Your life is too cheap. It is not worth a puppet," Mo Wen said with a smile.