When the fat boss heard this, his expression changed suddenly; Then he looked inwardly and said, "Boy, do you know who is standing behind the pharmacy?"

"I can give you back the money—but it's not good for anyone!"

Zhao Jingyang grinned, "Oh? I don't know which god is behind your shop? I can't touch Zhao Jingyang?"

The fat boss said, "I know you, you just came to Hongguang, and you only settled in Linglong District a few days ago. Maybe you're a strong dragon who crosses the river, but our Director Liu is not something that a wild transcendent like you with no background can provoke!"

Linglong District is so big, and there are so many permanent residents. Suddenly a new person settles down, how not to attract people? As soon as I inquired about the special affairs office, I knew who my surname was.

Therefore, Zhao Jingyang is not surprised that this guy knows him.

"Director Liu?" Zhao Jingyang laughed: "Sounds like an official?"

The fat boss thought that Zhao Jingyang had flinched, snorted, and said, "Director Liu, the logistics director of the special affairs office, boy, get out of the acquaintance immediately."

Now, I don't even mention the return of the money.

Zhao Jingyang laughed, the lightning slapped, and with a snap, the fat boss took off the 720-degree big spiral, smashed over the armor shelf with a bang, and was pressed underneath.

"I also told you that behind this shop stands the Ninth Throne." Zhao Jingyang Shi Ran approached, grabbed his neck, grabbed him, and mentioned it in front of him: "Just a logistics director, his tone is so big?!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and threw it, and the fat man flew out of the door, like a tire, and rolled a few feet away!

Then three uniformed men came from the side of the street, and when they saw it, they rushed forward; Just as Zhao Jingyang came out of the house.

"What's going on!"

Led by the three uniforms, he was a handsome young man in his thirties; The man was dressed in a crisp black uniform with a sword crossed on his left chest.

The fat boss seemed to have found the organization, and immediately shouted, "Robbery! He smashed my shop and robbed me of the money! This is Director Liu's shop of the Special Affairs Office! Catch him!"

When the three uniforms heard this, their expressions sank slightly.

Seeing Zhao Jingyang Shi Ran walking down the stairs at the door, the young man at the head said, "The iron law of Linglong District prohibits any transcendent person from doing it. Friend, if you don't have enough reason, then come with us."

These words are sonorous and powerful.

Zhao Jingyang glanced at him and said, "Dare to ask who you are?"

The young man's eyes were burning and he stared at Zhao Jingyang: "We are the staff of the Special Recruitment Office of the Peanutun Tun Military Region of the Haixi Legion under the command of the Ninth Throne."

said: "Although it is not directly related to the special affairs office, it is also an official of the empire, and since the matter has been bumped into by us, we can't ignore it."

Zhao Jingyang understood and nodded.

"Since it's not subordinate to the Special Affairs Office, it's good, I don't have to worry about you playing a game of reversing black and white with me."

He said, "The reason is, it's a black shop."

The young man frowned, "What do you say?"

Zhao Jingyang said, "How much is a bottle of primary healing potion worth?"

The young man said, "Two or three spoonfuls of gold."

He said, "What, the price of the shop here is on the ground?"

Zhao Jingyang said, "Eight spoons." ….

Then he said, "If this is all there is, I will not have any problem with him."

He grabbed it with his backhand, and the bottle of potion on the counter in the room flew out and landed in his hand: "I taught my assistant the potion that my assistant came to buy the day before yesterday."

As he spoke, he threw it to the young man, "It just so happens that I have some research in pharmacy. It's stuffed, it's addictive."

He smiled and said, "Since you want to act impartially, you might as well take all the potions in his shop for testing." I didn't kill him in the first place, and I already saved face."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the other two uniforms changed slightly, and then they looked at the fat man's gaze, and they were already disgusted.

The fat man panicked and cried out, "He slandered! Our shop is serious and we can't add ingredients!"

The young man pinched the bottle of potion and exhaled his breath, unhappy in his heart. It's such a terrible thing!

Then he said, "He said you added ingredients, but you said no."

He waved his hand: "Go, take out all the potions in the store, I want to test them bottle by bottle!"

The fat boss's face suddenly turned pale.

Needless to say, I don't need to mention it. The potions in this shop, one bottle counts as one bottle, and all of them are crooked. The best thing is that water is added, and most of the effect of the medicine is lost.

The young man asked the fat man to be dragged away, and then stretched out his hand to Zhao Jingyang: "Jin Xingjian."

Zhao Jingyang smiled, "Zhao Jingyang."

Jin Xingjian said, "I will give you an explanation for this matter-please believe in the empire."

Zhao Jingyang said, "I hope so."

...

Half an hour later, Zhao Jingyang saw Jin Xingjian again - he was in the special affairs office.

Because of the previous incident, Zhao Jingyang obviously offended the so-called Director Liu of the Special Affairs Office, but Zhao Jingyang didn't take it to heart; If such a fly camp dog insists on bumping into him, Zhao Jingyang doesn't mind killing him.

Killing the logistics director of a city's special affairs office does not have to exert much force, nor will he attract those eyes.

He had come to inquire about the supernatural being attached to the Special Affairs Office, giving the Empire a mission, and quelling the supernatural disasters.

But as soon as he came in, he saw Jin Xingjian.

"Mr. Zhao?"

Jin Xingjian said, "Please rest assured, I will definitely handle this matter impartially."

He thought that Zhao Jingyang chased after the special affairs office, and he was not worried about the previous matter.

Zhao Jingyang smiled, "Mr. Jin may be thinking badly. I'm here to consult about something, and it has nothing to do with the previous one."

Jin Xinjian's brows spread and nodded, "I see, please."

Zhao Jingyang went to the window here and asked about the attachment of the transcendent.

Just asked, Jin Xingjian was going out, but when he heard it, he paused, turned around, and approached: "Mr. Zhao inquired about the information about the affiliation of the transcendental?"

showed a smile: "Mr. Zhao wants to be affiliated with the official?"

Zhao Jingyang was surprised for a moment, and said with a smile: "There is this idea."

Jin Xingjian stretched out his hand: "Introduce yourself again, Jin Xingjian, director of the Special Recruitment Division of the Peanutun Military Region."

Zhao Jingyang said, "Director Jin."

Jin Xingjian said, "Mr. Zhao may not know, I came to Hongguang for the purpose of conscription."

Zhao Jingyang's expression moved, and he said, "Special Recruitment Office?"

Jin Xingjian nodded: "Yes, the special recruitment department, the target of recruitment is the transcendent in the wilderness. Since Mr. Zhao intends to be affiliated with the special affairs office and has the intention to move closer to our official, why don't you consider our army?!"

What is it called?

It's called drowsiness, and there's a pillow!

Why did Zhao Jingyang inquire about affiliation? Isn't that the established route? To take the high-level route, it is better to contact the army, or even master the army.

Then Jin Xingjian appeared.

What a coincidence?!

Zhao Jingyang's mind turned, but his expression was full of groaning, and he said, "The army and the special affairs office should be different, right? I am attached to the special affairs office, and I am half free; If you join the army, I'm afraid it won't be so lenient."

Nineteen generations