Chapter Seventy-Three: The Mighty Dragon

The mutant beast's sense of smell was very sensitive, which forced Zhang Jianyang to spend more than an hour searching for several plants after leaving the central area, and then concoct a pair of deodorizers to remove the bloody smell from the skin of the Flame Dragon snake.

I looked at the time, and it was already afternoon.

Zhang Jianyang took out a piece of more than ten catties of fine meat cut from the sword pig wrapped in plastic wrap, cut off a piece with a dagger, roasted it with fire, and added some spices, and hurriedly solved the problem of this lunch.

After lunch, Zhang Jianyang did not stay, there were still four or five hours before it was dark, calculated the distance, and the time to return to the town at night was just right.

This trip went deep into the Giant Beast Mountain Range, and compared to the last time, there was no comparison. In terms of harvest alone, it is a heaven and a place. The current Zhang Jianyang is not dressed very well, but no one would have thought that the items he carried in his backpack were worth a fortune and were calculated in billions. Not to mention the large stack of flame dragon snake skins he was carrying, which was also calculated in hundreds of millions.

With such a precious thing, Zhang Jianyang returned more cautiously, as long as he saw a mutant beast, he would go around the road.

After several hours of trekking, when the sun's afterglow disappeared on the flat line, Zhang Jianyang sprang out of the Behemoth Mountain Range.

On the way back to the town, there were several members of the team, and looking at the joy on their faces, there was no need to guess, and I knew that they must have gained a lot.

As soon as Zhang Jianyang, a lonely adventurer, appeared, seeing him carrying large bags and small bags, it naturally attracted the attention of others. It's just that no one will come up to ask Zhang Jianyang, the team or individuals who have returned from the Giant Beast Mountain Range are extremely sensitive, and no one wants to come up to find trouble.

When we entered the town, it was almost completely dark.

Zhang Jianyang is not afraid of the night, but it is not realistic to return overnight with such a valuable thing.

The town is still as lively, and there is never a shortage of people who come to treasure hunting and dream of making a fortune.

The fat boss's restaurant is doing brisk business, and it is almost full.

At this time, the fat man was drinking a few of his employees: "Be careful, wipe the car clean for me." ”

Several male employees worked hard to wipe Zhang Jianyang's leather car with rags, not even sparing a corner. As the entire pickup truck was cleaned, bullet holes all over the body appeared, making the whole pickup extremely hideous. There were even employees who dug out several deformed warheads from these bullet holes.

The fat man looked at this pickup truck with some sweat, you can imagine what the situation was like at that time, it must have been a fierce battle.

When Zhang Jianyang appeared in the hotel with the snake skin of the flame dragon snake, he saw the fat man and the people busy in his car, walked over with a sneer, put the snake skin down, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and inhaled violently, and patted the fat man on the shoulder after spitting out the smoke.

"Ahh

The cold beat made the fat man in contemplation startled, and when he turned around and saw that it was Zhang Jianyang, he immediately shouted flatteringly: "Ouch, big brother, are you back?" ”

Zhang Jianyang pointed to his car with a cigarette butt and said, "What the hell do you want to do?" ”

"Big brother, even if you give me the courage to give a god, I don't dare to have any ghost thoughts. Didn't I see that your car was dirty, and I was thinking about cleaning it for you. The fat boss was diligent, and he pointed to Zhang Jianyang's pickup: "I really didn't move anything, I just didn't even get a scratch." ”

Zhang Jianyang glanced at the fat boss suspiciously, and said, "There is some fresh meat here, make me a hodgepodge." ”

The fat boss took the fresh meat handed over by Zhang Jianyang with some trembling, and with just a glance, he could determine the source of the meat, which must be in the Giant Beast Mountain Range. Thinking of this, the fat boss suddenly said obediently, and immediately diligently carried this piece of seven or eight catties of fresh meat into the restaurant, and then instructed the good chef to come out and arrange a guest room for Zhang Jianyang in person.

"Big brother, I've already told the kitchen to make it now, and you can eat it in half an hour."

took a bath, and it happened that the fat man outside had a big pot of hodgepodge brought up.

The skill of the chef here is indeed remarkable, and the fragrance alone accelerates the secretion of saliva. The meat quality of the mutant beast is far from being comparable to ordinary meat, and the more high-level the mutant beast, the more precious its meat is. Zhang Jianyang remembered that in the most luxurious hotel in the heart of the world, a dish made of eighth-order mutant beast meat was exhibited, which caused a sensation.

Its price, a small disc is millions.

It is true that there are still countless rich people lining up and increasing the price again and again, just to be able to eat this dish.

This shows how crazy mutant beast meat is.

The fourth-order sword pig is one of the most suitable meat materials for human consumption, and its taste is far better than that of domestic pigs.

The fat boss came with a bottle of thirty-year-old white dry wine, and he was cheeky and uninvited. Zhang Jianyang doesn't care, this pot of hodgepodge, including some other meat ingredients that the fat man let people add, there are also more than ten catties, not to mention one person, even four or five people are enough to eat. Add one more to him, and not much.

"It's so fragrant!"

The fat man, who unceremoniously took a piece of sword pork into his mouth, took a small sip of wine lightly, his face was full of intoxication, and he almost swallowed his tongue.

Zhang Jianyang roasted and ate more than a pound at noon, which can only be said to be swallowing dates, but now he tastes it carefully, and the taste is really good. It's just that the fat boss made Zhang Jianyang strange: "You are guarding such a restaurant, what delicacies have you never eaten?" Need to sigh? ”

"There are mountain delicacies, but seafood is impossible." The fat man said seriously.

This place is located in the Giant Beast Mountain Range, and there are often teams that hunt mutant beasts and sell them in the town, and although they want to eat them, although they are a little expensive, they are not lacking.

Zhang Jianyang couldn't understand why this fat man suddenly changed his surname, but he didn't ask much.

The fat man drank a lot of wine, a bottle of old white dry wine, almost he killed it alone, and his face did not change at all. It seemed that with the help of wine gall, the fat man suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Liu Guowei, and the black snake, you killed it, right?" ”

Zhang Jianyang's expression didn't change at all, he just calmly put down his chopsticks and said, "How can you see it?" ”

The fat man laughed: "Liu Guowei was killed after the conflict with you, and Liu Guowei's subordinates had looked for the black snake before, and the black snake was also missing." Combined with the bullet holes in your pickup, things don't need to be thought about at all. ”

"So what?" Zhang Jianyang is still very bland.

"If it is, you better leave quickly, since I can guess, it is impossible for Liu Changqing not to know. The whole town is the eyeliner he laid down, and you dare to appear here, isn't it looking for death? The fat boss was a little excited, it stands to reason that Zhang Jianyang should be his enemy, but I don't know why, he just can't hate it.

Liu Changqing has now fallen into a state of madness, even if the fat man has the heart to report a letter, but who knows what the benefits will be?

Since the benefits are unknown, it is better to curry favor with Zhang Jianyang, a strong dragon. In the fat man's opinion, the person who can kill the son of the first tyrant in the town and still appear here with swagger is definitely a strong dragon, if it is not strong, why can he suppress Liu Changqing, the head snake?

And Zhang Jianyang's calm demeanor is also one of the reasons why the fat man fell to Zhang Jianyang.

Zhang Jianyang smiled, picked up a piece of sword pork, and said to the fat man: "Okay, I'll make you this friend, Zhang Jianyang." ”

The fat boss smiled and said, "Wu Zhongyong." ”

"Do you know what kind of mutant beast meat this is?" Noting down the name of the fat boss, Zhang Jianyang asked slowly.

Wu Zhongyong shook his head: "It feels a little similar to the meat quality of domestic pigs, but the taste is very different." ”

Zhang Jianyang chewed the meat: "This is the meat of the sword pig." ”

The bland words sounded the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder in Wu Zhongyong's ears. It is impossible for Wu Zhongyong, who lives here, not to know what level of mutant beast the sword pig is, although the fourth order is not high, but the sword pig is a group animal, and there are at least seven or eight of them. If he can kill more than seven or eight fourth-order sword pigs, and he is alone, what will be his star power level?

Five-star, six-star?

At this moment, Wu Zhongyong finally knew why Zhang Jianyang was calm, Liu Changqing was just a four-star, and in front of Zhang Jianyang, it was nothing at all.

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