Chapter 9 The Gangsters Come to Find Fault
"This armor T-shirt looks the same as practicing the Golden Bell Jar, well, it should be even more powerful than the Golden Bell Jar, and it can't even hurt Barrett's bullets. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info If you wear it, won't you become a humanoid monster, and you can't beat Xiaoqiang. At that time, even if you can't have your small arms and legs, you only need a right arm and knock the opponent down with one punch. Wu Fan thought happily in his heart.
"Damn, the price is 100,000 coupons, it's too expensive, and I can't afford it now." After complaining, Wu Fan felt that the armor T-shirt was not bad.
"A thousand yuan, you can earn enough without using it for two days." With hope, Wu Fan fell asleep.
For three days in a row, it was spent peacefully, every night Sun Feng and the two animals went to set up a stall, and the next night, Wu Fan earned a thousand yuan in one night, excluding the cost of ingredients, etc., and made a net profit of about 800. It was the same for the third night.
Therefore, now Wu Fan has 2,000 yuan in his pocket, and he has earned back the cost in three days, and he is estimated to be shocked by his glasses when he says it. However, this is all thanks to the snail noodle soup base at the level of the god of food, because it is delicious, the business will be so hot.
When I woke up, it was already noon, and I was busy until one or two o'clock every day, and recently Wu Fan slept until noon before getting up, after washing, after eating lunch, Wu Fan stayed in his room, entered the system, and recharged a thousand coupons.
"Refine my T-shirt!" Wu Fan gave instructions to the system.
In the next second, the interface changes.
Refining Armor T-Shirt: 1,000 Points.
Refining Armor T-shirt: 100,000 coupons.
Refining God of War T-shirt: The level is not enough.
Ask the host to select the option you want to refine.
"Choose the Refining Armor T-Shirt!"
With a ding dong, the 1,000-point coupon that had just been recharged was deducted. Then, a golden light appeared on Wu Fan's body, throwing his T-shirt directly into the treasure refining pool.
A minute has passed.
This T-shirt reappeared on Wu Fan's body.
Alchemy System: Primary
Host: Wu Fan
Alchemy Point Coupon: 0
Divine Skill: Mighty Iron Arm
Item: Armor T-shirt.
After refining, exit the system.
"Hey, there is even an item column, refining itself is a divine skill, refining items for oneself is an item?" Wu Fan guessed in his heart.
"No matter how much it is, let's see what has changed in this T-shirt of mine." Wu Fan took off his T-shirt and began to take a closer look, but at a glance, he found that there was basically no change from before, if there was a difference, that is, the texture of the clothes, which was much softer than before.
"I'll try it myself, won't I?" Wu Fan patted his head and secretly said stupid.
Quickly putting on his clothes, Wu Fan picked up his fist and punched his stomach.
"Bang." There was a muffled sound.
"Sure enough, it has a defensive damage reduction effect!" Wu Fan felt it and said happily. When I punched myself, it still hurt, but it wasn't strong. That said, this T-shirt really shielded him from a certain amount of damage.
After several tests, Wu Fan came up with a rough range of injury reduction results.
If you don't wear a T-shirt, you punch yourself, and it hurts terribly. But when I put on a T-shirt and punched myself, although it was also painful, it was not obvious. This t-shirt bears about half of the damage. In other words, only half of the force can hurt one's body with one punch, and the other half of the force is blocked and eliminated by this armor T-shirt.
"Haha, let's hurt each other!" After having this armor T-shirt, Wu Fan felt that if he wanted to fight with himself, the other party would definitely be unlucky. When someone punches themselves, they can only be half injured, but when their strong iron arm punches over, it is estimated that the other party will kneel, which is exciting to think about.
However, its own strength is built on money, so you still have to work hard to make money!
At nine o'clock in the evening, Wu Fan, Wu Junhua, and Yang Jianzhuang appeared on Qixing Street, and the night snack stalls were also opened, waiting for customers to come to the door.
"Na, don't say that your brother and I let you do coolies, three days' salary, five hundred yuan per person!" Wu Fan took out the money and said to the two.
"Afan, it's not good for me to say that, snail noodles are selling well, that's your family's ancestral secret recipe, we're just going to do it. The salary for three days is 500 yuan, which is too much. Just give one of us a hundred. Yang Jianzhuang said.
"Let you take it." Wu Fan scolded with a smile.
"No, we're all ready to work with our families, and I'm afraid that we won't have a little money at that time, but you, who will go to college in two months, will have more places to spend money then." Besides, if you don't have a little money in your pocket at that time, how can you pick up girls? Wu Junhua said with a smile.
In the end, the two of them took a hundred yuan each, and this brotherhood moved Wu Fan very much.
It didn't take long for the god-eating snail noodles to smell the entire Qixing Street again, and those passers-by were attracted to it, and there were many repeat customers, this is the power of the god-eating soup base.
"Three or two snail noodles, add greens, add braised eggs, to be perverted and spicy!"
"Okay, please wait!"
Wu Fan had just finished making a bowl of snail noodles, and four or five young people came to the stall, but these four or five young people were dressed in a flowing manner, their hair was either yellow or green, and they had tattoos on their arms, looking like gangsters.
"Hey, you look very fresh, you just set up a stall here recently?" A green-haired young man asked Wu Fan.
"Yes, do you want to eat noodles?" Wu Fan said.
"Hehe, eat your sister, don't you know that the territory here belongs to our Tiger Gang? Set up a stall here and don't take the initiative to pay protection fees! Are you looking for a fight? ”
"Pay protection money? It's not your house, so why pay protection money! Wu Fan frowned. His house is nearby, and he knows this street very well, there are no gangsters at all, and there is no talk of paying protection money. Otherwise, those seven or eight stall owners probably wouldn't have been able to do it for a long time.
These people are here to find fault at a glance, but Wu Fan doesn't know when he has provoked these gangsters, is it because he sees that he makes a lot of money at his night snack stall and that he is a student, so he plans to blackmail himself and bully the small?
"Hmph, what Tiger Gang, I haven't heard of it, looking for a fight? If you fight, we'll be with you! At this time, Wu Junhua and Yang Jianzhuang walked over and said with cold faces.
These four or five young people look thin, Wu Fan's three people, except for Wu Fan, who looks a little thin, Yang Jianzhuang and Wu Junhua are both 1.8 meters tall and muscular men, how can they be frightened by these thin people? Besides, Yang Jianzhuang and Wu Junhua were well-known fighting maniacs in high school, and they didn't know how many fights they had.
"What, you refuse to pay? Okay, very good, then I'll tell you, be careful when you go home tonight and walk at night, let's go, huh! "I really don't dare to do it for the head, one is that there are too many people here, and it's easy to provoke Jing to come over. The other one is that there are four or five of them on their side, and there are three on the other side, and there are two on the other side who are one meter eight tall and tall and tall, and it is really hard to say when they fight.