After three days, it should be impressive, not to mention that after half a year, Zhongli is now not the same in terms of temperament and strength, the gaze that looked at Zhang Mochen was stunned for a moment, and then gushed out with a vicious color, the original humiliation was like a dagger in the heart, and the blood never stopped.

"Zhang Mochen!"

Zhongli sneered, and the aura of the high-level general slowly emanated, like a deterrent, but also like showing off.

The two eyes collided in mid-air, each with an intriguing sneer on their faces, and the audience was silent, and even fools could see that the two had crossed paths.

"I'm sorry, my hands are itchy for a while, but your brother is too unbeaten!" Zhang Mochen shrugged his shoulders and said.

Looking at the bloody corpse on the side, the viciousness in Zhongli's eyes was even stronger, now that he had stepped into the realm of high-level generals, the new hatred and old hatred were just counted together.

"Itchy hands, then chop!"

Zhang Mochen smiled indifferently, stretched out his right hand, and said, "Here you go!"

"Zhang Mochen, the humiliation at the beginning, today I want to redouble it, and suffer death!" The anger in his heart turned into a burst of shouts and broke through his throat, Zhongli's right arm was pulled horizontally, and a yellow sword suddenly appeared, and then he stepped on the ground and rushed up, slashing at Zhang Mochen.

The face was fierce, the breath was rolling, the sword opened the way, tearing the air, and now Zhongli was really strong enough, which made the faces of the people of Shicun suddenly appear nervous and worried, while those bandits were extremely excited, waiting for the blood of the sword to completely ignite the wildness in their hearts.

The coercion rolled up the wind, and the three thousand black silks that blew danced violently, Zhang Mochen stood in place, his expression was calm, motionless, until the yellow sword slashed and the bottom was gray.

'Bell!'

The sword slashed fiercely at the wrist, but it made a metallic crash. Zhong Wei's head trembled, and he hurriedly retreated backwards, but he couldn't move at all, and when he looked at it, he saw two slender fingers clamping the blade of the sword.

The fingertips twisted, the sword clicked and broke, Zhang Mochen smiled coldly, raised his right foot and kicked at Zhongli's lower abdomen.

From the beginning to the end, between the lightning flashes and firelight, some people saw Zhongli kill fiercely before blinking, and when they opened their eyes again, they had already fallen heavily on the high platform, spitting hot water from their mouths, and fell to the ground.

Compared with the injury, the astonishment is the dagger poked at Zhong Wei's head, in the past six months, he has been practicing day and night, just to be ashamed one day, but now, Zhang Mochen took the initiative to send it to the door, not only did he lose, but he also lost without suspense and defeated.

After one move, Zhongli's first reaction was to flee, however, before he could struggle to get up, he was trampled on the ground again by one foot, and the gaze that turned his head to look up was perfectly intertwined with horror, shock, shame, anger, and unwillingness.

The other Liuyun Sect disciple froze in place the whole time, and when Zhang Mochen's cold gaze looked over, a spirit of excitement collapsed to the ground, and fear made his lips tremble and turn extremely white.

The big boss was suppressed, and the bandits lost their arrogance, and some people who had not been completely frightened were quietly moving their feet and taking the opportunity to escape, however, they were tightly guarded by Shi Hao and his villagers at the only intersection.

Zhang Mochen looked down, the corners of his mouth rose and sighed that this Zhongli was also unlucky enough, and he met himself three times and twice.

"Brother Zhong, the old rules?"

Today is a good day to collect money, Zhongli and another Liuyun Sect disciple went out of the mountain gate early in the morning, and the sun was shining, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and they were in a good mood. He didn't know that the bird's language was actually a kind of mourning, and the fragrant flower was a kind of funeral.

"What old rules?" Zhongli asked in horror.

"Spend money to buy a road!" Zhang Mochen smiled, after dealing with the outgoing mansion, he became even more 'greedy', and money can make ghosts grind, this sentence is not false at all.

Zhongli's cheeks couldn't help twitching a few times, when he was in Qingquan Town, the family wealth he had accumulated for several years was blackmailed by the kid with a harmless smile in front of him.

"You, how much do you want?!"

Zhang Mochen helped Zhong Li to sit up, and enthusiastically helped to flick off the dust on his body, and then cast an extremely sincere look and said, "We are old friends, Brother Zhong looks at it." ”

The more attentive Zhang Mochen became, the more panicked Zhongli became, tremblingly took out a golden card, handed it respectfully, and said, "Five million gold, there is only so much!"

Took the memory card and quickly erased the mark on it, Zhang Mochen secretly sighed that Zhongli's method of collecting money was really powerful, he had just been blackmailed by himself half a year ago, and now he has five million gold.

"Thank you, Brother Zhong!" Zhang Mochen nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the other Liuyun Sect disciple who was lying on the ground, who understood and handed over a memory card of three million gold.

Putting the two memory cards into the Qiankun bag, Zhang Mochen walked to the edge of the high platform and kicked the burly man's body to the bottom of the stage, his cold gaze swept across the audience.

"And you, if you want to live and hand over all the money. ”

How dare everyone disobey, they turned their pockets upside down, and soon they were piled up into a mountain of money bags, with more than one million gold.

Zhang Mochen nodded with satisfaction, but his fingertips gradually filled with verdant green light, these people caught it dead, let it live if they were released, and they must not stay in the world to continue to do evil, when a fierce light burst out from the clear eyes, in this camp, dead leaves, broken wood, and gravel seemed to suddenly have life, and under the fierce wind of the great work, they turned into swords, spears, and heavy hammers to kill a group of bandits, and suddenly screamed.

Zhongli and another Liuyun Sect disciple found that the idea was wrong, endured their injuries, suppressed the panic, and ran away, but they were ruthlessly killed by Zhang Tianfeng.

The people of Shicun looked at each other and were shocked, this is more than a hundred genuine yuan, even a hundred pigs have to be killed for a while.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Shi Hao's fists clenched tightly, what is a strong man?

"Ishimura will carve stone statues of the two adults in the village, and always remember the kindness of the two adults. Shi Hao knelt on the ground with a puff and kowtowed sincerely, and the legs of the other villagers also bent down involuntarily, lying on the ground, extremely respectful.

Helping Shi Hao up, Zhang Mochen smiled slightly: "When the road is uneven, pull out a knife to save you, you don't need to go through a lot of trouble, take these money bags back and live a good life." ”

After that, Zhang Mochen and Zhang Tianfeng stopped staying, and soon disappeared at the other end of the camp, leaving Shi Hao and the villagers to forget about their eyes and refuse to leave for a long time.

Shi Hao did not break his promise, even if Zhang Mochen did not agree, but the two stone statues with several lengths still stood in the center of the village half a month later, with offerings in the morning and incense in the evening, as if they were totems.

......

All the way to the south, Zhang Mochen and Zhang Tianfeng never stopped except for the necessary rest, until half a month later, they came to a city head, and the city head was engraved with the two big characters 'Ice City'.

Entering the ice city and finding an inn to rest, Xiao Er did not want to look at Zhang Mochen and the others coldly, but led them into the room very enthusiastically.

"Two, the restaurant is downstairs, and our food here is famous. Xiao Er took off the rag on his shoulder and rubbed it vigorously on the spotless table.

Throwing a gold coin over, Zhang Mochen smiled: "Thank you!"

Holding the gold coin in both hands, the smile on Xiao Er's face became even brighter, isn't he just waiting for a tip all the time?

"Those two rest first, if you have something to do, you can tell me!" With that, Xiao Er took a step back and closed the door.

After making sure that there was no one outside the door, Zhang Mochen poured the tea and handed it to Zhang Tianfeng with both hands, and said, "Dad, where is Bingcheng?"

After taking the tea and moistening his throat, Zhang Tianfeng nodded: "I followed your grandfather once when I was a child, and it can be regarded as a first-class city." ”

"Then aren't we about to get home?" Zhang Mochen was overjoyed.

"Yes, you should be able to get to Sanye Town in ten days. Zhang Tianfeng was also extremely happy. The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own grass nests.

Father and son talked for a few more moments, until the smell of wine and meat wafted in through the crack in the door.

"Dad, it's noon, let's go down and have something to eat. Zhang Mochen swallowed his saliva and said.

"Okay, Daddy hasn't drunk with you yet, try your kid's amount of alcohol today. Zhang Tianfeng laughed.

Walking down the stairs, the hall was already full of people, and the father and son were worried that they had not found a table, but they didn't know that Xiao Er had reserved all the places.

"Two, please here!" Seeing Zhang Mochen and Zhang Tianfeng coming down, Xiao Er immediately greeted him, and when he tasted the sweetness, he almost didn't offer the two of them as ancestors.

The location was good by the window and the afternoon sun came in through the window, which was extra warm. Zhang Mochen nodded with satisfaction, threw another gold coin, and said, "Good wine and good food, just come up!"

After taking the gold coin, Xiao Er smiled brightly, fell on his coat, and raised his throat: "Hundreds of treasures feast......"

The Hundred Treasures Banquet is the highest standard of this hotel, which can be seen from the surprised glances cast by the surrounding diners. Zhang Mochen and Zhang Tianfeng glanced at each other helplessly, but they simply didn't care, when the table was stacked and there was no spare space, they raised their glasses and ate to each other.

"Brother Dong, where have you made your fortune recently?"

"It's not enough to make a fortune, it's just to support your family, no, you can spare some aquatic products and prepare to sell them in Ninghai City. ”

"Ninghai City?"

"What's wrong?"

"Brother Dong, don't you know, the current Ninghai City is not the place for us to go!"

Zhang Mochen and Zhang Tianfeng glanced at each other, although they were still holding the wine glass in their hands, their ears were pricked up.

"I really don't know, please ask Brother He for advice. ”

"After the end of the era of the four major forces in Ninghai City, a Momen was established, I thought that I could rise from the stars, but I didn't know which side of the sacred side I offended, and I was besieged for several months, but I was afraid that it would not be long before the city was destroyed and people died. ”

The wine glass clicked and shattered, and although Zhang Mochen heard of 'Momen' for the first time, he concluded that it was inseparable from himself.

"Chen'er, what's wrong?" Zhang Mochen's face was gloomy and a little terrifying, and Zhang Tianfeng asked anxiously.

Throwing the money bag on the table, Zhang Mochen got up and left, "Dad, I'm afraid that the family is in trouble, let's go!"