Finding a suitable bunk for opening a company, Zhang Jiao had lunch contentedly and continued to wander on the Emerald Avenue.

Let's see if you can find a shop selling extraordinary items such as ancient gold and real mercury in this old market with all kinds of businesses and everything.

Make a few level 3 outer pills to complement the long-range attack means of your military force.

As a result, after a while, I saw advertisements written on both sides of a façade across the street, "Specializing in Taoist rune paper, talisman pens, cinnabar, gold, mercury and other miscellaneous items", and "buying magic weapons and talismans at a high price".

When the three words 'Gu Fang Zhai' were hung high on the door beam, the shop was black and black, and the faded gold signboard was suddenly felt behind the wind.

A wrong step dodged away.

Behind the scenes, it is the rotten boys on the street near the 'Great Sage Tea Restaurant'.

Due to historical reasons, the governments of the three countries of Nanyang tend to be weak, the community is strong, and the dark forces are rampant.

Especially in a metropolis like Bandung, many young people who are induced by the traditional righteous thoughts of the Xia Sect and call themselves 'old boys' regard gangsters as their preferred path in life.

This group of rotten boys is undoubtedly one of them.

They were all dressed in floral shirts and leggings, and they looked like they were eager to tattoo the word 'hooligan' on their foreheads.

Seeing Zhang Jiao dodge the sneak attack, one of them was the shortest, thinnest, but the most fierce, the one with the flower name 'Rib Biao', immediately took half a step forward, stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Jiao's chest and said, "Hey, is it quite flexible to fight the street."

What do you see, unconvinced?"

When Zhang Jiao saw this situation, he guessed that he was afraid that he would become a fat sheep in the hearts of these short-eyed little hooligans because he had just exposed his wealth to buy a shop, but he still asked knowingly: "Is there something wrong with Mr.?"

"Of course there's something, you just hit me, pretend it's okay," Rib Biao said in a vicious voice.

The voice landed, and before Zhang Jiao could react, another more dignified-looking rotten boy on the side interjected: "Pork ribs, if you have something to say, don't move your hands and feet, and people didn't say they wouldn't pay." ”

After that, he smiled at Zhang Jiaopi and said, "Friend, look at your Si Wenwen, it is very reasonable at first glance."

Since ancient times, it has been a matter of course to pay for killing people and paying money for hurting people.

You see, my friend knocked you to the ground and couldn't move.

Do you have to pay tens of thousands of yuan for decoction and medicine? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the extremely arrogant pork rib biao next to him just now changed his face and blurted out: "Tens of thousands of yuan, Dadong, this is too ruthless, you will be caught." ”

"Shut up, pork ribs," Dadong gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You can dismantle my platform."

Today it was my turn to talk.

I've said now that you've been hit and lying on the ground and can't move, why are you still so crooked. ”

The ribs were stunned for a moment, and immediately 'cleverly' lay directly on the ground, pretending to be a dead dog.

"Now, I didn't lie to you, I said I couldn't move if I couldn't move. Seeing this, Brother Da Dong kicked the back of the ribs with his foot, turned his head and said to Zhang Jiao: "Take the soup and medicine." ”

Zhang Jiao smiled slightly and said, "I have the money, so if you have the ability, come and get it." Suddenly, he turned around and ran.

A few rotten boys hurriedly followed after him.

also rushed to shout and threaten, "Hit the street, we know that you just topped Uncle Kui's shop, and you will have to do things on this street in the future."

This section in the middle of the jade is our cover, everyone has a meeting in the mountains and rivers, and it is useless for you to run!"

"I'm pushing your lungs, I'm caught by 'your uncle', breaking your dog's legs, see how fast you dare to run!"

"I'm going to die, you decrepit man stand for me.

Gan Liliang, Lao Tzu was a long-distance running champion when he was in middle school, and he kept chasing you until he was waterlogged. ”

On the streets of Bandung, there are so many troublesome things like this that pedestrians on the streets are not strange at all.

One by one, they panicked and got out of the way, not to mention upholding justice, and there was not even a single one to call the '666' police.

And this is also in line with the intentions of both the chase and the escape.

The rotten boys who chased shouted loudly, feeling that they were full of majesty on the street, and the more they ran, the more energetic they became.

Zhang Jiao, who had fled, quickly found a suitable place to solve the current trouble, turned around, and ran into a narrow alley on the side of the road.

In the old streets and alleys of Xiangyuan, there are many such alleys.

It's the back door passage of some old buildings, filled with air-conditioning fans and a giant garbage bin from the Public Health Bureau.

The floor was wet and slippery, and the air was hot and foul-smelling.

Normally, no one comes except rats and workers who take out and collect garbage.

The rotten boy chasing behind was familiar, and when he saw Zhang Jiao turn from the road into the alley, he was immediately overjoyed.

shouted loudly, "Hit the street, you ran into a dead end, you know, I will let you know that it is awesome in a while." ”

"When your uncle catches up with you, he will put a mouse in your trousers, bite your flesh, gnaw your bones, and see if you can run so fast in the future. ”

"Let's copy the guy in a while, and give that kid a great taste.

Promote the majesty of our 'Zhongcui Five Tiger Generals'. ”

I followed in.

Unexpectedly, after turning the corner, he only chased less than 100 meters away, and Zhang Jiao suddenly stopped consciously and voluntarily.

Waiting until a few rotten boys hurriedly ran to the front, he smiled coldly and asked, "Say, do you want to break a leg, or get your arm broken?"

The characters who mix on the street, no matter how young and frivolous they are, have to have some eyesight.

Seeing this, Dadong, who had the most brains in this group of rotten boys, felt a stirring in his heart and stopped his companions' angry scolding.

He took two steps back cautiously, and while preparing to escape at any time, he said sharply: "Friend, what do you mean."

Our five tiger generals are the brothers of the elephant brother at the head of the 'Heyi Sheng'.

Who doesn't give a few thin noodles on the rivers and lakes..."

Zhang Jiao didn't talk nonsense when he heard this, he directly agitated the power of qi and blood, jumped up with both feet in the air, turned over and crossed a distance of more than a zhang, and landed behind the rotten boys.

Blocked the only exit from the alley.

With a blank face, he asked again, "Do you want to break a leg, or do you want to have your arm broken?"

Looking at the posture and knowing that they had met the iron plate, several rotten boys looked at each other, and most of them retreated with a very tacit understanding, only the rib biao advanced alone, blocking between Zhang Jiao and his companions.

The skin suddenly glowed golden, the pores closed, and the whole body seemed to have been brushed with paint, showing a strange bright color, and he didn't make a sound, and slammed his head towards Zhang Jiao.

"Have you awakened the relics, such a great talent, to collect protection money from others, it's really a bad head. Zhang Jiao thought in surprise.

did not dodge the power of qi and blood, and reached out against the head of the rib biao.

And at this moment, he suddenly had an inexplicable twist in his heart, and his feet took root without thinking about it, and his body seemed to be broken in two, and he bent back to the top of his head, hiding behind the thin rib biao.

But even so, there was still a flash of fire grazing Zhang Jiao's scalp, plowing a deep scorch mark above his head.