Chapter 11: Taking the Opportunity
Halfway through the meal.
Sun Xiao spoke.
"Xiaopeng, I don't know if I should tell you something."
"But I don't tell you, and I don't know who to talk to."
"Your Uncle Lu hasn't been back for two days...... Xiaoai and I are worried about him. ”
"Your Uncle Lu is a hunter, and you are also in this business, can you help me inquire and see what is wrong with your Uncle Lu."
Although Zhou Peng had expected it in his heart.
But when Sun Xiao asked, his mood still fluttered.
I want to tell my aunt the truth.
But when Zhou Peng looked up, he saw Lu Xiaoai's eyes full of anticipation and anticipation.
All of a sudden, Zhou Peng's words were held back again.
Zhou Peng grinned: "Okay, I'll help you ask your aunt." ”
Lu Xiaoai also spoke: "Brother Zhou Peng, I have two months to take the high school entrance examination!" I hope that I will go well in this high school entrance examination, and as long as I can be admitted to the key high school in the Central District, I will be able to take my parents to the Central District with me. ”
Zhou Peng encouraged her: "Come on, I believe you can!" ”
Lu Xiaoai blinked and looked at Zhou Peng: "Brother Zhou Peng, have you ever had an ideal?" ”
Sun Xiao kicked Lu Xiaoai under the table, and glanced at her fiercely: "What nonsense is the little girl, hurry up and eat!" ”
To the people of the Lower District.
Ideals do not exist.
Or, the ideal is to be able to fill your stomach every day without dying unexpectedly.
And for a junior apprentice like Zhou Peng, there will be no ideals at all.
Sun Xiao seems to be poking people's wounds when her daughter says this!
Zhou Peng was also stunned when he heard the word ideal.
I didn't expect that in this world, there would be people who could still say the word ideal.
But on second thought.
She is only fourteen or fifteen years old, she is still a student, she still has a sincere heart, shouldn't she talk about ideals?
Zhou Peng smiled and said, "Yes, my ideal is to become a martial artist and become a master!" ”
Lu Xiaoai said excitedly: "Brother Zhou Peng, you must not forget us when you become a martial artist!" ”
Zhou Peng said: "I will definitely not forget you, and when the time comes, I will get you a big house in the Central District and enjoy life in the Central District." ”
Listening to the childish dialogue between the boy and the girl, Sun Xiao felt both funny and lamentable.
Buying a house in Midtown?
That's so hard!
The most remote house in the Central District is worth more than 50,000 gold coins.
Lao Lu is a hunter who takes his life to make money.
But even so, when it is good, it will earn one or two hundred gold coins a month, and when it is bad, it will only be thirty or fifty gold coins a month.
Lao Lu's income is already a high-income group in the lower district. Because more people in the lower districts are hungry, and they may not even be able to afford energy biscuits.
But even so, if you don't eat or drink for a year, you can only save a thousand gold coins;
Except for food, drink and daughter's tuition, it is good to be able to drop three or five hundred a year.
Buying a house in Midtown?
Elusive!
It's almost a fantasy!
As for becoming a warrior? That's not even possible.
Perhaps in Sun Xiao's eyes, this is a childish dialogue between a teenager and a girl.
But in Zhou Peng's opinion, he is serious.
If it weren't for Aunt Sun Xiao, she would have called the original owner to eat dumplings, so that the original owner had a trace of expectation for life.
Otherwise, the original owner would have committed suicide and disappeared from this world.
The kindness of these dumplings is worth a suite.
Lu Xiaoai's eyes lit up with joy: "Okay, okay, wait for Brother Zhou Peng to become a martial artist!" ”
With Lu Xiaoai here, the atmosphere of the whole room is also a lot more lively.
The three of them were eating while watching TV, and it was really like a family.
After eating, Zhou Peng was about to leave, and his aunt Sun Xiao sent him to the door.
Sun Xiao's expression was a little gloomy, and she said, "Xiaopeng, tell me as soon as your uncle has any information......
"Actually......"
"Actually, I can accept any bad information."
It was as if she had realized something.
Zhou Peng nodded: "Well, I will tell you as soon as I have information." ”
After speaking, Zhou Peng left his aunt's house.
Walking to the stairwell, Zhou Peng was in a somewhat gloomy mood.
Zhang Sangou, Zhang Sangou.
For a leopard with 100 gold coins, Uncle Lu's family was directly ruined.
Zhou Peng clenched his fists.
The fingertips and palms are slightly white.
Zhang Sangou.
Must be killed!
Zhou Peng went upstairs and turned on the light.
The mop-washed floor has been air-dried, and there will be no footprints when stepped on.
Zhou Peng returned to the room, took the doll out and put it on the bed.
Let's be honest.
This doll is very realistic.
Zhou Peng also made a sound when he touched some parts of it.
This world is more technologically advanced than the Earth, so it is more realistic than the Earth.
It's just that Zhou Peng is really hard to imagine, how can a big living person burst out of this thing?
The point is.
Do you want it yourself?
It's not easy to deal with, and throwing it on the road will scare people.
It's a net explosion of useless stuff.
Zhou Peng took out his mobile phone and searched it, and found that the price of dolls in this world is still quite high.
It's the same configuration as the one lying on your bed, and the price is around fifty gold coins!
Equivalent to the price of a heart acquired on the black market, equivalent to a van with modified big wheels.
"It's expensive, but it can't be sold."
Zhou Peng sighed and stuffed the doll back under the bed.
Overall, it was a good day.
Drones, titanium No. 2 gloves, tires, genetic potions, and dolls.
Drones cannot be sold.
I drank the genetic potion myself.
Tires and dolls cannot be sold either, they can only be used as scrap.
Titanium alloy No. 2 boxing gloves, Zhou Peng thought about selling it...... Think about it.
Liu Cheng of [Lao Cheng Weapon] looked for a bounty hunter to kill him, and he must have investigated his identity in detail.
Malicious speculation.
After leaving Lao Cheng Weapons, he spent a silver coin to buy clothes, and then went to the Tiger Weapons Spectrum to sell titanium alloy knives, and finally returned home.
This information should be in Liu Cheng's hands!
And Liu Cheng will most likely go to the [Tiger Weapon Shop] to inquire about the situation.
Therefore, the owner of the Tiger Weapons Shop probably already knows that he is a 'liar'.
If you sell it with titanium alloy No. 2 gloves now, it will be no different from throwing yourself into the net.
Two alleys in the Lower District.
One is all acquaintances of Zhang Sangou.
The other was concerned with his own eyeballs and heart.
Zhou Peng had a thought in his heart: This world is full of malice!
Other words.
What I broke out today.
None of them can be exchanged for money!
"If you don't have money, you can't buy beasts, you can't explode things."
"Cockroaches or something, they can't be exchanged for money when they explode......"
"It's better to hunt in the city."
"Hunting not only makes money, but also makes you stronger."
"But I can't go out of the city alone without a hunter's license, I have to follow other hunters."
"Huh? By the way, follow the other hunters......"
Zhou Peng suddenly had a new plan.
While thinking.
Bang bang bang!
The door was kicked hard, and there was a very loud shout.
"Little crumbs, hurry up and open the door for Lao Tzu! Open the door to Lao Tzu! ”
You don't have to think about it to know.
Zhang Sangou is back.
And listening to the sound of his speech, it is estimated that he drank a lot of wine.
Even through the closed wooden door, Zhou Peng could still smell the strong smell of wine.
A trace of killing intent flashed in Zhou Peng's heart.
Zhang Sangou was drunk.
A drunk person is most likely confused.
In a drunken state, he may not even be able to exert thirty percent of his strength.
That yourself.
Do you want to take this opportunity to kill him!?