After more than 40 minutes, the car drove into the old town of the county, like many developing places, the previous urban area was too bad, and often a new site was selected for development, at least to avoid the financial burden of demolishing the old buildings, etc.

When he arrived in the old city, Zhang Heng felt a little back in the town, it was more appropriate to call it an urban area than a market, and as the old grandmother just said that there are a lot of scattered jobs here, and there are naturally not a few people who make a living by helping idle.

But when he thought of an old man who had dedicated his life to martial arts, he actually made a living by helping idle, Zhang Heng couldn't help but sigh.

"Zhang Heng, it's getting dark, let's quickly find someone to ask where Ying Long is, it's good to eat if I find it, I'm hungry." Fu Mei pouted, and her shoulders were draped over the cyan coat in the shape of bone rows that she had bought for Zhang Heng in the early morning.

Zhang Heng suddenly smiled, "Don't worry, you can find someone soon, I have already seen him." ”

"See Ying Long? Where? Fu Mei looked around curiously, but only saw a messy scene, everyone was busy with their own work, unloading and buying, doing business, and there was no team that looked like martial arts training.

Zhang Heng blinked, gave a funny look, pointed to the corner of the roadside and said, "Look at those bricks?" ”

"Bricks? What happened to the bricks? Fu Mei said that she really ran to the corner to look at the bricks.

Zhang Heng had no choice but to take his sister to follow, as for the vehicle to park on the side of the road at will, there is no parking fee in this place, and a small place also has the benefits of a small place.

"Oh, look, there's a hole in the middle of this brick." Fu Mei shouted in shock.

Zhang Heng took the brick and just ran his index finger through the brick. This is a fire brick, that is, the kind of red brick that is about a pound. Ordinary people's strength can still be broken with the palm of the hand, but this hand will most likely be injured. Not to mention that if you pierce it directly with your finger like this, even if you stick a spear into the brick, it will only be broken entirely, and it is impossible to create such a hollow appearance.

"It's so powerful, this finger can catch up with the arrow shot out by the hard bow." Lao Song was a little stunned, obviously shocked, of course, if this kind of brick is put into the divine land, those monster warriors can definitely knead it directly into powder with their hands, this is not comparable.

Zhang Heng rubbed his fingers, but didn't dare to give it a try. Although the overall quality of his body has improved now, the part is not in place, if he really sticks his finger on the brick, the brick will definitely break, but on the contrary, his finger may also be seriously injured.

"Let's go to the front grocery store and ask!" Zhang Heng watched it for a moment and urged everyone to go on the road.

"Are you looking for Master Ying? He was unloading in front, and he turned the corner in front of him. After Zhang Heng made some purchases, the grocery store owner enthusiastically told Ying Long the news.

As soon as I heard this. Zhang Heng was a little excited, he didn't expect things to go so smoothly, and he could get things done in one day, ten minutes later. Zhang Heng suddenly paused, and also stopped Fu Mei, telling everyone to keep quiet.

In front of me was a large truck full of putty powder bags. But there was only one person unloading the goods, and that person was covered in white ash. Even the hair is up, and I can't see the age of the appearance at all. However, Zhang Heng's intuition told him that this person was Ying Long.

"Old Song, look at Fu Mei and Xiaoyi, I'll go up and meet him for a while." Zhang Heng was overjoyed to see the hunt, since his modern body became stronger, he had not made a real move, and the previous battle with Silent and the others was actually not counted.

"Buzz!" Zhang Heng moved as he spoke, and the bricks in his hand were thrown out, and he used the wooden piercing kung fu of the shore, which was much stronger than the accuracy of his bow and arrow.

"Boom!" A muffled sound came, and Zhang Heng's originally started footsteps suddenly stopped, with an unbelievable expression, because the brick he threw actually smashed on the greasy bag on the unloader's back, although a bag of goods in the middle couldn't hurt anyone, but if the other party was really Ying Long, how could he not dodge.

Could it be that my instincts were wrong this time? But combined with the news just given by the grocery store owner, this shouldn't be.

"Are you Ying Long?" Zhang Heng stepped forward and grabbed the unloader, whose head had been lowered.

The man finally stopped unloading, and when he raised his head, he saw that his eyelashes were white and gray, "Boss, do you have a job to find me?" Or I have offended the boss in something, if there is, please include the boss. The local accent in the words is very strong, but Zhang Heng is half a speaking teacher no matter how he speaks, but he can easily understand it.

Zhang Heng shook his head, his heart was full of feelings, although he was disappointed that Ying Long's character was so soft, but maybe this was ground like this by life, as long as he entered the primordial space, the beast nature would be released.

"The first time I've come to this place, I'm here specifically for you, but first you have to fight me." Zhang Heng began to unbutton his shirt and take off his shirt as he spoke, this was bought for him by Fu Mei in the morning, and it was a pity that it was scrapped.

"Boss, I still have to work, and my family is still waiting for me to get the money back to eat." Ying Long's somewhat hoarse voice came.

This kind of voice Zhang Heng heard Tashi inadvertently mention, saying that people who hurt their bodies by practicing martial arts will most likely become hoarse with their vocal cords.

"How much money you unload a truckload of, I will make it up to you tenfold." Zhang Heng said seriously.

But Yinglong replied: "I asked the boss for ten times your money, but it will be lost to many opportunities to unload in the future, please look at me in my fifties, or go to others to fight!" ”

Zhang Heng sighed, suddenly moved, and punched out, clean and neat, just like his character, without the slightest sign when he moved, and exploded when he said it.

"Poof!" Ying Long was knocked to the ground by his punch, and this Tongbei boxing master, who was 1.8 meters tall and had a much larger bone frame than ordinary people, was knocked down by him in this way.

But this was not the result he wanted, because the strength in his hand only used three points, and the punch was scattered as soon as it hit it, and Ying Long fell on purpose.

Looking at Ying Long's rough ten fingers comparable to primitive people, even the thick powder could not cover them, and the arms that naturally hung down a few points longer than ordinary people, Zhang Heng really wanted to have a good fight with him, and it was right away, he couldn't wait.

"You make a price, how much does it cost to actually fight me." It's not that Zhang Heng is vulgar enough to use money to measure Ying Long's personality, but it is obvious that Ying Long is very short of money, and his use of money is just a means to make the other party go all out, otherwise there will be no chance to really do it after formal contact.

Ying Long wanted to refuse, because he was really old, and this truck was the third trip to unload today, and he was teaching the apprentices to practice boxing in the morning, and he only ate two cakes at noon at the end of this day, and at this time his stomach was already hungry, and he saw that the outsider in front of him was very strong, and it was inevitable that he would be injured when he really fought, and the source of life for his injured apprentices would be cut off, and he didn't know how many people he had to run away, and if he injured this person, he couldn't afford to pay for it, but when he refused, it became, "Boss, can you give a thousand, Eight hundred is okay, I don't have to pay extra medical bills if you hurt me. ”

Zhang Heng sighed again, took a deep breath to get rid of these negative emotions, and said seriously: "As long as you can hit me, I will give you 1,000, if you can hurt me, you will give 10,000, if you can make me bleed, you will give you 100,000, how about it, now you can fight with me seriously!" "Said that he took out the money on his body, which is not much, but it is almost 10,000 in cash.

PS: There is not enough time, this chapter is only 2K, and I will strive for one more chapter tomorrow! (To be continued.) )