It is clear that these policemen are also veterans of dealing with "crises".

Soon, these gangsters transformed and became the target of the attack.

Escorting the "gangsters", the police walked out of the store as a matter of course.

The onlookers who lost their excitement and watched naturally dispersed one after another.

Soon, the originally lively store entrance returned to its usual silence at this moment.

"Sir, thank you for your help!" Yingcheng endured the pain and slowly stood up along the wall. His hands clenched into fists, and his expression showed gratitude.

But it is clear that Yingcheng's injuries are not light. His pale face and beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down little by little.

"It's okay!" The old man waved his hand, looking very relaxed.

"The old gentleman is here to look for something in the store!" I found a chair and sat down reluctantly.

Obviously, Yingcheng at this moment has not eased up.

"You know?" The old man showed a bit of astonishment, and then looked at Yingcheng: "You are also a martial artist?" ”

Warriors? This is the first time Yingcheng has heard of this term. But it is clear that it already knows the meaning of the word.

Martial artists should refer to the kind of people who hide among ordinary people.

"It's not!" There was no need for Yingcheng to deliberately hide anything, shook his head, and continued: "In all respects, this store is not for ordinary people. I'm afraid the only one who can arouse interest is the martial artist! ”

"Not a warrior?" With a frown, the old man's eyes instantly showed vigilance and a touch of ferocity.

"Then how do you have what a martial artist needs, knowing that a martial artist exists!"

The old man's eyes had already locked on Yingcheng, and his eyes burst out with killing intent. Once there is any flaw in Yingcheng's words, I am afraid that in the next second, the old man will not hesitate to start.

"I've met a warrior before!" It was definitely impossible for Yingcheng to say that he had something as ungodly as a "future mobile phone", but he didn't hesitate for too long, and his face didn't change and his heart didn't beat.

"Huh?" The old man's footsteps moved, and he suddenly appeared in front of Yingcheng.

Yingcheng could feel the momentum that burst out of the old man's body.

"And then?" The old man approached step by step, and that sense of oppression made Yingcheng, which had already been hit hard, even more uncomfortable.

"Ahem!" Yingcheng, whose face was flushed, coughed violently, "Old man, I don't understand what you mean!" ”

"Don't you understand what I mean?" The old man suddenly raised his right hand, grabbed the clothes on Yingcheng's body, and lifted it up sharply.

"Old gentleman, you saved the boy's life, cough cough ......"

At this moment, Yingcheng was in great pain, and the words were almost barely squeezed out of his throat.

In his eyes, Yingcheng already showed a touch of despair. He didn't know how he had angered the old man.

Or maybe it's the old man who became interested in the things in the store, so he became greedy.

But Yingcheng knew that with his own strength and physical condition, he was definitely not an opponent of a martial artist.

"Really?" The old man laughed, "In that case......

With a look of despair, Yingcheng's eyes slowly closed.

"I'm sorry, I still can't ......," his lips opened slightly, and Yingcheng muttered.

"Boom!" A dull sound came, and what was waiting for Yingcheng was not endless darkness and death, but a warmth in the body after a burst of soreness after landing.

"What's going on?" Yingcheng slowly opened his eyes, and the despair in his eyes turned into a daze at this moment.

He returned to the chair, and the old man's right hand pressed on Yingcheng's shoulder, and a warm current seemed to pour in from his shoulder.

"I'm not kidding you!" The old man grinned and laughed, "I didn't expect you kid to be so careless, old man, I'm not as cruel as you think!" ”

When the old man's right hand left Yingcheng's shoulder, the warmth disappeared in an instant.

Yingcheng miraculously found that the previous soreness in his body seemed to be much better.

"Thank you, old man!" Yingcheng naturally knew that all this was done by the old man. Yingcheng got up, and the old man expressed his gratitude.

……

"I really don't know where you kid got these things, although there are a lot of chicken ribs, but there are things in it that make people blush, mustard seed space, low-level formations, tsk!"

After walking around the storefront of Yingcheng, the old man couldn't help but sigh.

"Sir, if you need it, everything in here can be given to you!"

Although the flesh hurts, if you make friends with a martial artist, it is obvious that it is still worth it.

And, according to the old man's introduction, it seems that the elements contained in the martial artist are still related to future technology.

The items sold in the Future Mall are all future technology items. Yingcheng's original plan was that since these warriors belonged to an alternative human race, they should be interested in these items that were still alternative for the time being.

But the main thing, Yingcheng still bought a large number of capsules. Once a martial artist appears, it is good to sell it.

After all, strengthening the body, instant recovery, and outbursts and the like, even if there is a certain amount of damage to the body, but the martial artists should have a way to solve it.

And those items that are too high-tech, Yingcheng just bought a little decorative façade.

Yingcheng didn't expect that future technology would be able to have a relationship with martial artists.

"I don't need those old men, it's too chicken, I don't have those Yaxing!"

At this point, the old man's brows suddenly furrowed slightly.

"Your body looks like something was wrong before, and all your meridians have shrunk. But now, the problem with the meridians has been fixed to a certain extent! ”

"Yes!" Yingcheng didn't hide it and nodded.

"Have you ever taken an elixir?" The old man's expression suddenly changed, revealing horror.

"Sort of!" Yingcheng didn't deny it, he couldn't explain it as a biological capsule, in that case, I'm afraid it would be more and more confusing the more he explained.

"Anything else?" The old man's eyes, as if he had discovered a new continent, burst out with a fine light.

His expression was a little excited, and when he walked in front of Yingcheng, he didn't contain his momentum for a while, and shook Yingcheng's shoulders a few times.

"Ahem, old man, I'm ......" Although it was said that due to the old man, Yingcheng's body had recovered.

However, he can't withstand the double suppression of a martial artist's momentum and movements.

"I'm sorry, I'm so excited!" The old man also found out that he was wrong, and his expression showed apologies.

"It's okay!" coughed violently a few times, and Yingcheng eased up, "I'm sorry, I don't have this thing anymore ...... at the moment."

"No, it's gone!" The old man already showed a hint of disappointment.

"However......" Although in this case, Yingcheng still did not forget his mission.

He knew that his business was coming: "I have something else to ......"