Drip—

Blood flowed from the table and slipped to the edge of the table.

After Brother Tao heard what Zhang Feng said, he subconsciously looked at the 30,000 yuan in his hand, and the few corpses in the house also suddenly recovered from the fear just now.

But after he came back to his senses, he didn't say anything about money, nor did he run away, but endured the fear in his heart, and whispered to the three younger brothers who were still stunned at the door,

"What the are you doing in a daze! Close the door first! ”

"Good.. Good! The three younger brothers heard Brother Tao's low cheers, and reacted for a while, now they are dead, so no matter what happens, of course, it is important to keep it secret, and then discuss countermeasures.

Immediately, they hurriedly separated one person to go out of the alley outside the house to let out the wind, one person 'clicked' to cover the door of the house, and another person dragged the doorknob.

When Brother Tao saw that the door was closed, he wiped the sweat stains on his sideburns and chin, and said to Zhang Feng tremblingly,

"I... You.. Big brother .."

"Zhang Feng." Zhang Feng raised the cleaned Tang knife, facing the sunlight outside the window, the blade glowed with a cold light.

Brother Tao's eyes kept rotating with the blade, until the Tang knife was sheathed, he took a long breath in his heart, and he didn't know that he remembered, so he hurriedly handed over the money in his hand.

"Brother Zhang! Brother Zhang! ”

Brother Tao was about to cry, "This money.. This money.. Brother Tao can't ask for it! Brother Tao really can't ask for it! ”

"Brother Tao is wrong in this sentence." Zhang Feng pointed to the corpses on the ground, "I have a vendetta for killing them." If you repay your money, you are in debt. These two are not the same thing, let's tell the difference. Besides, we don't have a grudge. ”

"Brother Zhang, I know... I know.." Brother Tao nodded like a rattle, "Grass has roots, and words have a cause... Yao Liu definitely has something to offend you... You're just.. As a last resort.. Put them .."

When he said this, he felt that he couldn't say anything about killing, so he hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, no... Brother Tao will do this well... Brother Zhang, rest assured! Feel relieved! ”

As he spoke, he turned back to look at the two men at the door,

"What the are you guys doing! Hurry up and clean up the house! And also.. Also, let Huzi go to the scrap yard to drive a van over, remember to post a number! ”

After Brother Tao finished speaking, he smiled and carefully put away the money.

He is not a fool, just now when he heard the eldest brother say this, he knew that if he didn't take this money, it was very likely that he would offend the eldest brother.

And he didn't think about walking away.

Because of what happened today, if he didn't deal with it cleanly, or accidentally said it, he felt that he couldn't escape the relationship.

After all, he is also a person with a criminal record, and he can't stand up to investigation.

When the time comes, you can always dig out some old accounts and go back in.

In the end, in prison, will I meet this big brother? And then will this Brother Zhang cut him like Yao Liu?

With this eldest brother's ability to kill people, he feels that he is hanging anywhere.

I didn't see the flying knife Yao Liuyi meet, and with a breath, the three of them will all explain it.

Maybe as long as he dares to say it, then he and this big brother Zhang Feng haven't entered the number yet, and they will be 'gone' outside.

So he thought about it and just buried it.

Brother Tao thought to himself, feeling that this should be the best solution.

Zhang Feng didn't care about him, but rummaged through the suitcase and saw that there were more than 40,000 yuan left in it, as well as the stolen goods that had not been disposed of.

Brother Tao saw Zhang Feng looking at the box, but he thought about it in his heart, and then stepped forward and said,

"Big brother.. If you can't handle this stuff on your side... I know some people here, so I should be able to help me get these things out... When the time comes, I'll give you the money to sell.."

"If you pay for it, count you in half." Zhang Feng walked outside the house.

The younger brother opened the door early.

"Big brother doesn't.." Brother Tao followed Zhang Feng out of the door, but he was happy in his heart, and he felt as if he had a 'friendship' with this big brother?

It's best if you have a relationship.

He had long wanted to know such a ruthless big brother!

Because when the time comes, when the reputation of this eldest brother is killed, and it is spread on the road again, who dares not to give him Brother Tao face?

Brother Tao is Zhang Feng!

Brother Tao thought in his heart, and directly struck while the iron was hot, and began to flatter again,

"Brother Zhang, your skills are so good! It's true! I've seen people who practice martial arts, and that's the kind of boxer in the martial arts gym. But I feel like they're no match for you at all! You're the real thing."

When Zhang Feng heard this, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at Brother Tao, who was standing upright in fright.

"Where is there a martial arts hall in our area, or in Ren City?"

I also heard Brother Tao say this.

Zhang Feng suddenly thought of the 'ginseng' thing.

Because as soon as this place is cleaned, the money is returned, plus the consumption of medicinal herbs and mobile phones yesterday and today.

Now I have a total of more than 60,000 yuan in cash, and I don't know if the money to buy ginseng in the future will be enough.

So for the sake of insurance, I was going to find a rich martial arts gym and sell those 'first-order prescriptions'.

As for whether it can be sold, whether it can be sold for a good price.

Zhang Feng felt that Ren City was so big, there was always a need for a martial arts hall.

You must know that this is all a recipe for the elderly, and now in modern times, I am afraid that a lot of them have been lost.

There is a saying that does not say that scarcity is expensive.

Of course, this sale is to copy a 'copy' for them, not to actually sell the 'ontology' prescription.

After all, after waiting for more than half a year, the player will come, and although he doesn't need this prescription anymore, he can sell it to the player.

It's just that if the body is gone, who knows that their prescription is 'cyan'?

Players don't know if it's cyan, so how can they sell it for a good price.

As for the prescription after it is sold, it will be circulated to many people, and in the end, will it be leaked, resulting in the prescription being worthless.

In the rule judgment of the world, there is a 'protection mechanism'.

The player who owns the 'recipe' can assign a player to get the potion. ’

To put it simply, it means which player the owner of the prescription asks to take it, and which player can get the 'full effect' of the elixir.

Except.

If the owner doesn't let other players eat it, then the other players will decipher it, or practice it exactly according to the prescription, or the NPC will practice it for them.

After they eat it, they only get the basic medicinal power of the medicinal herbs, as well as the NPC's alchemy ability bonus, and there is no 'complete effect' of the elixir itself.

This mechanism completely protects the highest income of the 'owner players', and does not let themselves work hard to get the prescription and let other speculators sit back and enjoy it.

Of course, players who don't get the prescription can also go to the 'original source' of the prescription and find the 'prescription master' to get it.

If his prescription comes from Wu's shopkeeper, then he is the owner of the original prescription.

Players can also go and get the same recipe again.

However, the difficulty has increased dramatically.

The world of Moti 01 is also closed.

Zhang Feng recalled and looked at Brother Tao who was thinking.

Brother Tao thought about it, and finally felt affirmed, so he pointed to the east side road,

"There is a martial arts hall there on Yunjing Street, about sixteen or seventeen miles... There is also one in the south of the city.

I used to practice martial arts first, and I specifically inquired about this... Still a little impressed. But I don't know if they're going to do it now."

"Which family has the most apprentices?" Zhang Feng calculated for a moment, "It's the kind of rich one." ”

"It should be the one on Yunjing Street." Brother Tao scratched his head and floated a little dandruff, "I remember when I went to play in that area half a year ago, I saw their martial arts hall renovated inside and out on the way, and the façade was very bright.

If they hadn't made money, they wouldn't have rebuilt like this, right? ”

"I've got something to go out for." When Zhang Feng heard this answer, he walked directly to the gate of the courtyard, "The matter here will be handed over to Brother Tao first." How much money is needed, deducted from the gold and silver sold. ”

"What did Brother Zhang say?" Brother Tao hurriedly complimented, but in his heart, he wished that Zhang Feng would leave quickly.

Otherwise, every moment by Zhang Feng's side, he has a feeling that he will be stabbed at any time.

Zhang Feng didn't care what he thought, but nodded to the little brother who was also afraid at the gate of the courtyard, and walked out of the courtyard.

Come into the alley.

Follow the various small advertising pieces of paper plastered on the wall, and walk towards the south alley.

On the side of the road, find a stationery store.

Make a copy of the Danfang in the small baggage.

Zhang Feng checked it and felt that it was almost there, so he stopped a taxi on the road.

Along the way to the east.

At nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, I came to Yunjing Street.

At this time, the sky was a little overcast, and there was a little cool breeze.

Under the big tree at the entrance of the nearby residential building, there are many people enjoying the shade, playing chess, playing cards, and fanning the pu fan, which is the kind of rhubarb fan.

Let's take a closer look.

The martial arts hall is located on the street south of this street.

Wait for about ten minutes to walk here.

Zhang Feng glanced left and right, and saw that this two-story martial arts hall was indeed like what Brother Tao said, with two floors covering an area of about 600 square meters.

The walls are painted with new paint, and the plaque has four big characters on it.

'Zhou's Martial Arts Hall'

Zhang Feng looked at the door and saw that there was no one standing, so he walked inside.

As soon as you walk in, you will be greeted by a faint Zen fragrance and the tide smell of the cement floor.

Accompanied by the shouting of a master in the museum, the shouting echoed.

Zhang Feng looked forward, and there were now more than twenty students standing in the hall in the martial arts hall, with several boxers in front of them, surrounded by old-fashioned fitness equipment.

"Practice well.."

One of the sturdy middle-aged boxers, walking and talking, was circling around these disciples,

"One dozen guts, two dozen eyes, three dozen skills, four flashes. This flash is footwork, leg method, and pile frame, of which the pile frame is the most important. Because if a person can't stand steadily, and he can't borrow strength, what can he fight? ”

As he spoke, he walked up to one of the students and gave him a stumbling push.

"You can only let people fight!"

"Yes.. What the owner said was.." The student apologized and hurriedly stood up.

The strong boxer, that is, the owner of this martial arts hall, shook his head in his heart when he saw the appearance of the students.

At the same time, when Zhang Fengzheng was looking at them, a boxer also came from them, and asked with a smile,

"Hello, are you here to sign up?"

"Find someone." Zhang Feng replied with a smile and looked at the hall owner again.

Because the owner of the museum also looked at himself.

And when the owner of the hall saw Zhang Feng looking at him, he saw that Zhang Feng did not talk too much with the boxers in his hall.

So he thought about it in his heart, and felt that something was wrong, so he greeted the boxer who was directing the students next to him, and asked him to watch the students on his behalf, and then walked towards the door.

"Hello." The owner of the hall first nodded and said hello, and then carefully looked at the wooden stick scabbard on the side of Zhang Feng's leg, and replaced it with a fist hug.

"I am the owner of this martial arts hall, surnamed Zhou. I don't know what this master means when he comes? ”

"Zhang Feng." Zhang Feng returned the salute, and looked at a few students who peeked over next to him, afraid of affecting them, so he lowered his voice a little and said,

"Master Zhou is like this, the purpose of my coming here today is not to come to our museum to study and register, nor to find someone, but to sell some objects, I don't know if Master Zhou needs it."

"Not a sign-up? To sell something? The hall owner asked curiously, and looked at the scabbard that Zhang Feng had speculated.

He thought that Zhang Feng was here to sell weapons.

Zhang Feng took out a few prescriptions written before from the small baggage and handed them to him.

"This is the recipe for bone-setting wine, body-strengthening pills, medicinal diets, medicinal baths and other medicines. As for the efficacy of the drug, I have indicated it above. ”