A middle-aged man stared at Zhao Yi's potion bottle, and the corners of Zhao Yi's mouth curved upward, there is a business, because no one has looked at the potion in his stall for so long like this person today.

The middle-aged man looked at it, then at Zhao Yi, then walked over, squatted down, picked up a bottle of potion and played with it.

"Is this potion really that good?" Middle-aged humane.

"Of course, although there is no guarantee that the muscles and bones will be brought back to life, the trauma can also be treated quickly." Zhao Yi introduced with a smile.

"Hehe, what about the damage caused by the sword?" The middle-aged man continued.

"Well, of course." Zhao Yi wondered how this person could ask such a question.

"What about gunshot wounds?" The middle-aged man laughed.

"Gunshot wounds? Is yours the puncture hook caused by the spear or the ...... of the spear," Zhao Yi said with a hard smile.

"What about you, your thing is still expensive, three hundred yuan, I'll buy a bottle and try it first."

When Zhao Yi heard this, he said: "Okay, a bottle of three hundred, I will ensure that you use it to heal your wounds with miraculous effects." "It's rare for him to care about any gunshot wounds, sword wounds, knife wounds, no matter what injuries he has, anyway, they are all external injuries, as long as they are external injuries, then this bottle of potion can be a healing elixir.

The middle-aged man bought a bottle of potion and left, and Zhao Yi continued his career selling potions.

Maybe it's opened, or that middle-aged man is a lucky star, Zhao Yi sold five bottles of potions in the next two hours, and today a total of six bottles were sold, which is one-fifth of all potions, and Zhao Yi sold it for 1,800 yuan.

Today's middle-aged man who came to take care of Zhao Yi's business and gave Zhao Yi's potion returned to his temporary home, a district.

Opening the door, the middle-aged man first glanced at the situation in the room in all directions, and then closed the door with a heart. Then he went outside a room and knocked on the door. A male voice came from inside: "You're back." "Sounds weak.

The middle-aged man opened the door and entered. There was only one bed in the room, and on the bed lay a foreign man who looked like a Westerner.

"What are you doing, it's dangerous out there now, you know." The foreign man said angrily.

"I know⊙⊙⊙⊙, m.≠.co●m, if we kill his son, he will definitely secretly hunt us down throughout the city, and his eyeliner is everywhere outside, but you forget what else I will do, do you know, you foreign monkey definitely don't know." The middle-aged man sat on the bench next to the bed and said.

"Alas, now that the retreat has been blocked, I also suffered a gunshot wound, but I didn't expect that person to have such a large network of contacts, even that one can be mobilized, and there are a lot of guns in his hand, which is really careless." The foreign man said, looking at his appearance seems to be regrettable.

"Don't care, our mission is just to kill his son, let him taste the fate of cutting off his children and grandchildren, their family is a single line, this is he is afraid that he is crazy, haha!" The middle-aged man didn't seem to be afraid, and said happily.

"Hmph, you're still the same, you didn't be followed when you went out today, didn't you do anything out of the ordinary." Foreign man said.

"Stalking, someone is following me, haha, you laughed, as for what went out of the ordinary, I really did one." Hearing the previous sentence, the foreign man breathed a sigh of relief, but the latter sentence made him angry.

"Didn't I sue you, now we are all in danger, what are you going out to do, do you want us all to die in this hellish place, you don't have to worry about anything, I was wounded by a gunshot, although I took out the bullet, but the wound was too big, and I was stabbed by him, the wound was extremely serious, it was impossible to escape, you still have to drag me in......"

"Okay, I believe in my disguise, I went out to buy medicine today." The middle-aged man stood up and said.

The foreign man was stunned for a moment, and laughed and said: "Haha, buy medicine, their family has a big business, they must have controlled hospitals and pharmacies, you buy medicine, how is this possible." ”

"Hehe, I bought it from a vendor, as for whether the potion has any effect, I don't know yet, but I feel okay, maybe it's a seller I look more pleasing to, maybe I still have a fate with him." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

The foreign man was stunned again when he heard this, and then shook his head: "I'm not from you Orientals, I don't believe in fate, alas, anyway, it's a dead horse as a live horse doctor, then give me the potion." ”

The foreign man didn't believe that the potion really had a magical effect, and most of the things of a charlatan were fake.

The middle-aged man took out the potion bottle he bought from Zhao Yi, and the bottle was filled with red potion, which looked like blood. The middle-aged man threw the potion to the foreign man.

"Hehe, it looks a little bit better, how much is this potion." The foreign man took the potion and looked at it with a smile.

"Three hundred."

"Three hundred! Haha, you've been cheated by human traffickers. ”

"Hehe, three hundred is how much, the fraction in your card is more than ten times more than it."

The foreign man twisted the cap of the bottle, then sniffed it.

"Well, the smell is very weird, I've never smelled it, is this a Chinese medicine configurement?" Foreign men came with an interest.

"How do I know if it's Chinese medicine or Western medicine, anyway, I look curious, so I buy it and try it."

"Hehe, you are really your 'local tyrant' in China." The foreign man kept a smile on his face.

"This bottle of potion is taken orally or applied topically." The foreign man decided to try the potion and asked.

"Oral and topical application is fine."

"Can it be? This is going to be so magical, I think it's okay to take it orally, it smells weird, if it's any poison then my life is here, I'll see it when it comes to external application, if it's any poison washed away, it's a big deal to hand over my name here. The foreign man said.

"Do you need it, do you want me to help?" The middle-aged man's face was not good, and he dared to doubt my vision.

"Okay, I'll use it, but you can pour this potion for me......"

The foreign man showed his wounds, which made people look at it, and the silk ...... The gunshot wound is a big hole anyway, but it seems that the wound has a tendency to expand around. As for the knife wound, it was on the back, like the gunshot wound, and it was an extremely long, deep wound that was pulled from the shoulder to the top of the hip.

The middle-aged man held the potion in his hand, first wiped the wound of the gunshot wound, then began to pour the potion, and then poured it into the wound of the knife wound.

Until the bottle of potion was not used up, the foreign man still did not feel anything strange happening.

"Whew, scare me, I thought it was some kind of poison, then wouldn't I die young, it seems that Li, your vision has dropped, and your feeling has also dropped." The foreign man smiled, and he was not in a strange mood.

"Alas, it seems that he is really a counterfeit drug seller." The middle-aged man Li shook his head.

"Oh, it's cool, it feels cool." Suddenly, the foreign man said comfortably.

The foreign man suddenly called down the middle-aged man Li Yiyi, and when he looked at it, the wounds on the foreign man's body had changed significantly.

I saw that the wound was slowly being stitched up, and a red light came out of the wound.

The middle-aged man surnamed Li was stunned in the face of this strange scene, in fact, even Zhao Yi didn't know what would happen after using this potion, he only knew that the medicine worked very well. Although the wound was stitched very slowly, it was also very happy, and there was no pain in the process, just looking at the facial expression of the foreign man, he was almost to the sky.

After an hour, all the wounds were stitched up and there was not a single scar, and at first glance, it appeared that there had been no injuries. The foreign man also felt that there was no pain in his body, and he just got up with a carp.

"Li, it seems that you have met a real master who sells medicine, his potion is really godly, I feel all recovered now, there is no pain, it seems that the sky will not kill me, haha." The foreign man looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hey, hey, Bill, it looks like I still have a vision." The middle-aged man surnamed Li also said with a smile.

"Yes, Bill, you have a vision, but why don't you leave that man behind, this man actually has such a good potion, and he buys it, then he will definitely have a better one, if ......" Bill, a foreign man, said.

"Hehe, Bill, don't think I don't know what your idea is, okay, let's not do it, I remember the man's face, now we have to go out of Shudu, otherwise we may die at any time." The man surnamed Lee interrupted Bill's life.

"I know, okay, you come and give me a disguise first, and then we go to Shuxi together, where is there a branch of ours, it seems that we can't move that person, and we have to use the power of the branch, I really don't know why that person judged the organization, the organization treated him so well, and listed him as the next elder, he actually ......" Bill said, but it was a man surnamed Li who interrupted him: "The wall has ears, don't worry, let's think about how to get to Shuxi safely." ”

Zhao Yi didn't come to sell potions the next day, there were too few people to buy them, so let's think of another way to make money.

A few days after Zhao Yi bought the potion, he came to the antique market.

Zhao Yi tried a few days ago, using spiritual power to detect things and analyze the age of antiques, which made Zhao Yi excited, as long as one was made here, then it would be hundreds of thousands of millions of income, and it was not the kind of money of unknown origin.

Zhao Yi was very confident and entered the antique market with the only tens of thousands of yuan left on his body.

There are also a lot of people here, and most of the people who come here come with luck, hoping to get a precious antique.

There were many sighs and sighs in the crowd, and there were also excited and cheerful, forming a stark contrast.

Zhao Yi came to an antique stall, and then looked at them one by one, in fact, he was using his spirit to perceive the strength of antiques, antiques have been made after hundreds of thousands of years, and they contain some aura, although they are pitiful, but as long as they are antiques, they will be fine.

Zhao Yi sensed the things on this stall, and after a while, he shook his head, there are no antiques on this stall at all, some are just some sundries, even if it is the oldest thing, it is only more than 20 years old, these still want to be called antiques, and the stall owner is cheating people.

Of course, Zhao Yi will not break it, everyone who does this business is like this, if you want to break it, I am afraid that many people who do this business will have to trouble you, and it will be strange if you don't die to death.