Zhao Fei wants to take Zhao Xingwu to be admitted to the People's Martial Arts University together, and he must make more money, after all, the foundation of the two of them is weak, and only by coming some fierce materials can they quickly improve their physical fitness, or they can reach the limit of 95 percent, or they will directly become bloodline martial artists.

The price of the blood fusion liquid is much more outrageous than the Qi and Blood Pill, ranging from 500,000 to 5 million, it is not easy to just scrape together enough money, and there is a possibility that the fusion will fail.

Originally, he had the opportunity to make a windfall, but unfortunately the police came, and this kind of good thing naturally couldn't be Zhao Fei's turn.

In the past ten days, Zhao Fei already has fifty or sixty thousand in hand, but unfortunately he still can't even afford a Qi and Blood Pill.

"Hey, I can only save money slowly, two years should be in time. ”

Zhao Fei muttered, carrying a wine jug to pour wine for the customer.

Uncle Qin, the security guard, looked greedy, it happened to be okay at noon, he ran over with thirty yuan, and said with a smile: "Little boss, give me a whole drink." ”

"Howler. Zhao Fei poured a glass of wine to Uncle Qin like a junior in an ancient shop: "Do you always want to come to skewer meat?"

Uncle Qin's family background is average, and spending thirty yuan to drink a glass of wine is already more luxurious, so he hurriedly waved his hand: "I'll just take this bite, and the meat won't be needed." ”

Uncle Qin is not like a student, he drank one sip at a time, raised his neck and dried it directly, wrinkling his face and shouting happily.

At this time, there was a dispute on Jingwenting's side, and a boy ate and wiped it clean, and he didn't give money and made strong arguments.

Jing Wenting didn't dare to offend these proud sons of the sky, although they were only in their twenties, they were all bloodline martial artists!

She complained distressedly: "You said yesterday that you forgot to bring money, why did you forget it today?"

Unexpectedly, it was just such a sentence, and the other party changed his face in an instant.

"What's the matter, Lao Tzu's dignified bloodline martial artist, come to take care of your business, it's worth looking at you!" The boy glared at Jing Wenting fiercely, and said arrogantly: "I said that I forgot to bring money when I went out, what do you mean by this, will I still fail to pay the bill?"

Jing Wenting smiled bitterly: "I didn't say that. ”

The boy held the knife and threatened with a fierce face: "Do you still need to say that expression?

Chu Xiaodao was beside him, and he hurriedly took out his knife to take precautions.

The boy intensified and said: "Yo, use the knife, right? Lao Tzu is a bloodline martial artist, if you have the ability, you will shoot yourself, see how I teach you!"

Jing Wenting snatched Chu Xiaodao's weapon, put it on the folding table, and said with a smile: "This knife is used to cut bones, don't misunderstand, young man, but it's a matter of one hundred and eighty yuan, you can't be so angry, just bring the money tomorrow." ”

"Hmph, I can bring it if I want, I need you to point fingers?"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. ”

Jing Wenting knocked out his teeth and swallowed blood, and humbly apologized to the other party.

Zhao Fei felt uncomfortable when he looked at it, but in the face of the bloodline martial artist, he didn't dare to be impulsive, otherwise he would only suffer the loss.

Uncle Qin sighed and leaned into his ear and said: "This Qian Lin is famous in Xuefu Street, and he doesn't pay back on credit everywhere, it's not that he really has no money, or he likes to take advantage of small things and bully ordinary people." ”

After he finished speaking, he walked over with a smile on his face, nodded and said, "Oh, classmate Qian, what is your identity, can you be as knowledgeable as these people?"

Uncle Qin said that he was a school security guard, but in fact he was a gatekeeper, not to mention the teacher of the People's Martial Arts University, even a student like Qian Lin dared to show him a face.

Qian Lin snorted, and said with no one in his eyes: "Old thing, you don't look good at the door, why are you running here? ”

Xue Qiang, a foodie, is also Zhao Fei's old customer, and he comes to take care of business every day.

He saw Qian Lin's unreasonable appearance, and said with a cold face: "Qian Lin, you are a bloodline martial artist, you do this every day, and the whole school knows you, isn't it a shame?"

Qian Lin turned his head and glanced at Xue Qiang, and said disdainfully, "How old are you?"

Xue Qiang stood up, took a sip of the remaining demon bone wine, put down the cup and patted Zhao Fei on the shoulder comfortingly, then walked up to Qian Lin and said strongly:

"Do you really think that no one can cure you? There is a kind of going to the martial arts platform with me, no matter who your uncle is, I promise to beat your mother so that you don't recognize it!"

"If you want to compete with me, do you have that qualification?"

"Is there anything you didn't say, just ask if you dare to go on the stage?"

The two faced each other, and the people around them didn't think it was a big deal, and shouted gloatingly: "Don't be cowardly, go to the martial arts stage, and go head-to-head!"

"We have your back, don't be afraid!"

"Xue Qiang, be careful that Qian Lin goes home to complain and give you small shoes to wear, hehe. ”

"They are all bloodline martial artists, just go straight to work, what kind of martial arts competition is there. ”

“......”

When Qian Lin heard Xue Qiang's name, he was obviously a little afraid, and took a small step back and said, "You are the freshman representative of this year, Xue Qiang?"

Xue Qiang sneered, didn't answer, and glanced at the clamoring person: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person." ”

The man's neck shrunk, not daring to reply.

Qian Lin stood there embarrassed, in a dilemma, his eyes swept away, and fell on Jingwenting and a few people, wanting to throw two cruel words and slip away, but found Xue Qiang glaring at him.

"Ahem, I...... I don't care about you guys!"

Qian Lin fled in the wilderness, and people immediately laughed.

Zhao Fei refilled Xue Qiang's cup: "Thank you, this glass of wine doesn't cost money." ”

Jingwenting and several people also stepped forward to express their gratitude and gave Xue Qiang a few meat skewers for free.

Xue Qiang was not polite, sat down and tasted it slowly, and said with enjoyment: "Your meat skewers, the taste is getting better and better." ”

Jing Wenting said solemnly: "Practice makes perfect." ”

Because there were still people waiting, Jing Wenting didn't say much, and ran to continue to be busy.

Xue Qiang ate the meat and said to Zhao Fei casually: "That Qian Lin has a bit of a background, but his brain is not good, you can get monster meat, there is someone in the material center, right?"

Zhao Fei smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Can you get me something, I'll give you money. ”

"What's that?"

"Dragon tendon!"

Zhao Fei was stunned for a moment: "Is there really a dragon in this world?"

Xue Qiang smiled dumbly: "This is just a name, some snake demons will grow tendons, it is rumored that it is the precursor of turning into a dragon, so it is also called dragon tendons, which is what all archers dream of." ”

"Oh. Zhao Fei nodded: "I'll try my best, it's hard to say if I can get it." ”

Xue Qiang also tried his luck, but he didn't expect Zhao Fei to really have a way, so he said happily: "You really have a way?"

Zhao Fei said with a smile: "You can't say the way, it's just a chance." ”

After eating the meat skewers, Xue Qiang drank two glasses of wine and was dizzy, saying that he wanted to go back for a nap.

Maybe it was because he drank wine, or maybe it was Zhao Fei who helped him with dragon tendons, patted Zhao Fei on the shoulder before leaving, and encouraged him kindly: "If you can get resources, you don't have to fight to die, cherish the opportunity in front of you, become a bloodline martial artist as soon as possible, maybe we can still fight together." ”

Zhao Fei sent Xue Qiang away, looked at Zhao Xingwu and the others, and sighed heavily.

Ordinary people are really helpless in front of bloodline martial artists.

Only by becoming a bloodline martial artist can you control your own destiny, and you must hurry up to improve your strength.