Zeng Zhu was silent.

He was thinking.

On one side is the unique and priceless Pei Yuan Dan.

On one side are two unrelated lives, and the reputation of Baiweiju.

Which is more important?

Zeng Zhu is eighty and six this year, and he has no more years to live, if he enjoys this Peiyuan Pill according to Zhou Chen's method, his life span will increase by at least one more Jiazi.

It's just that in this way, two lives will be killed, and the business card and industry of Baiweiju will also be destroyed.

Zeng Zhu's palms were full of sweat.

He doesn't go to saints, and he has selfish intentions.

Time passed minute by minute.

Zhou Chen was not in a hurry, just stood aside without distraction, waiting for Zeng Zhu to give an answer.

In fact, no matter how Zeng Zhu chooses, Zhou Chen will save the two of them, which can be regarded as returning Baiweiju's affection.

In addition, he also wanted to see if Zeng Zhu's heart could make him entrust him with important tasks in the future.

Zeng Zhu pondered for a minute.

For a minute, it felt like a world had passed.

Finally, Zeng Zhu raised his head.

There was firmness in his eyes.

He was the first disciple with a foreign surname that Shizun received exceptionally.

From the first day he studied medicine, the master told him one sentence: the heart of the parents of the world's doctors!

"You, can you think about it?" Zhou Chen asked lightly.

"Yes, I hope that Mr. Healer will be benevolent. ”

Zeng Zhu said, carefully taking out Pei Yuan Dan.

Pei Yuan Dan is brilliant, exuding a heart-warming medicinal fragrance in Zeng Zhu's palm.

"Hmm. Zhou Chen made a move.

Pei Yuandan flew straight to Zhou Chen as if he had wings.

Zeng Zhu's heart flashed with a moment of amazement.

But, he has a clear conscience!

Meanwhile.

Zhang Qing and Zhang Qingming, two brothers, took a big step and came happily.

At this moment, they were in high spirits and refreshed, as if they were twenty years younger.

"Sir, Master. ”

The two bowed respectfully.

"Xiaoqing, Qingming, you. Zeng Zhu looked incredulous.

His two apprentices have three in their sixties and six in their fifties, and their years of practicing medicine and refining medicine have already made them enter a slow old age.

But at this moment, they still have a trace of old age, obviously two young men.

At this time.

Knock knock!

There was a loud knock on the door outside.

"Open the door, open the door!"

A cacophony of sounds was followed by a jumble of footsteps.

It seems that a lot of people came.

Immediately after, a male duck's voice sounded in the microphone.

"Listen to the people inside, we are from the Urban Management Bureau, you are suspected of selling fake drugs and deliberately harming you, you have been surrounded by us, and the acquaintances quickly opened the door and were arrested!"

Zhang Qing and Zhang Qingming's faces changed.

"It must be the ghost of the Wang family, let us be arrested, this is treating us as criminals!"

"Master, they deceive people too much, or go out and fight with them!"

Zhang Qing and Zhang Qingming said angrily.

The two of them had just taken the elixir, and now their strength had increased greatly, and with Zhou Chen as their backing, they were suddenly eager to try.

"Nonsense. With Mr. Zhou here, how can you wait for nonsense?"

Zeng Zhu shouted angrily, and the two of them suddenly fell silent.

Then he looked at Zhou Chen.

"Sir, you see ......" Zeng Zhu is a little lacking in confidence.

There was some trepidation in his heart.

There are also some expectations.

Zeng Zhu knew that his ability was limited and not enough to deal with the current situation.

The words just now were just chasing ducks to the shelves and forcing Zhou Chen to stand out for Baiweiju.

As long as Zhou Chen makes a move.

Baiweiju is saved.

And yet at the moment.

Zhou Chen's eyes were gloomy, and his ingenious face did not make any waves.

That big thing that Zeng Zhu thought was difficult to solve, in Zhou Chen's eyes, was just a trivial matter.

In the cultivation realm, Zhou Chen had seen too much life and death.

Among them, including himself.

However, his ambition is to cultivate the true realm, not the world, so it is difficult for him to have anything that can make him feel shackled.

Zhou Chen's heart is like a starry sky in the deep sea at this moment, silent and vast.

And he knew that the stronger the state of mind, the faster the Yuan Shen recovered.

The growth of the spirit does not require spiritual power, and can be carried out through visualization and meditation.

For a period of time, Zhou Chen's primordial spirit had recovered to one-thousandth of the realm of his previous life.

Although it is only one thousandth, with the true qi in his body, it is enough for Zhou Chen to exert some common magical powers in the cultivation realm.

For example, teleportation is extremely ordinary in the cultivation realm, but now, it is a legendary peerless divine skill.

Telekinesis.

In fact, it is a kind of physical kinetic energy generated by Zhou Chen's idea to communicate the elemental structure of heaven and earth, and then cooperate with the guidance of his own true qi.

Of course, this cannot be explained by science.

"Then open the door!"

Zhou Chen's voice fell.

Squeak!

Zhang Qingming opened the door as he said......

Outside the door.

It's still crowded.

They had customers, passers-by, and even some medicinal herb shop owners rushed over when they heard the news.

They don't have the strength to compete fairly with Baiweiju, and when they heard that Baiweiju was going to be yellow, they gloated one by one and ran over to see the excitement.

At the moment, there are already some more people.

Thirty uniformed law enforcement officers surrounded Barilla.

They were all in good spirits and ready for battle.

They are loaded with live ammunition, all of them submachine gun series.

The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the door of Barilla.

Waiting for the people who are coming.

And in the middle of the law enforcement team is a slightly chubby middle-aged man, his name is Wang Gobi.

The reason for this name is that the place where he was born was the endless Gobi sand dunes.

However, Wang Gobi hates the name because he feels that it is a bit vulgar. He prefers to be called the King.

"Team Wang, this group of people in it is extremely vicious, it is estimated that there are martial arts masters, and many people have been injured, you have to be more careful!"

Wang Song looked at the Baiwei Ju where the gate was closed meaningfully, his eyes were gloomy, even if you get rid of the Eight Evils of Hangzhou, so what?

Could it be that you still dare to compete with the public?

Wang Song was even more proud.

He has only one purpose, to get rid of the old rival of Baiweiju and make the Qianbaoge family dominant.

"Okay, President Wang, please rest assured, I and my team members are also masters of external refining, and besides, we have guns, even if there is an acquired master in it, I can beat him into a sieve!"

Wang Gobi patted his chest and assured again and again, and his attitude was extremely flattering.

He is also surnamed Wang like Wang Song, but he has nothing to do with the Wang family, he just comes from a rural family.

Now Wang Gobi is 40 years old, and he is only a team leader in the urban management bureau in Hangzhou.

In Hangzhou, it belongs to the kind of low and high, so I want to take this opportunity to connect with the Wang family.

At this moment, the door of Barilla opened.

In front of everyone's eyes, a young man in black walked out.

Faced with more than thirty submachine gun muzzles.

He carried his hands behind his back.

Walk very casually.

As her footsteps fell, everyone had the illusion that Mount Tai was overpowering.

"You, you, stop!"

Wang Gobi shouted incoherently and loudly.

(I have a cold, shameless to ask for a ticket, collection and recommendation are my life-saving medicine.) Also, this is the second chapter, it's three o'clock in the morning after writing, and I'm not in a good state, and I'm sleeping! Good night)