The street lights flickered on and off, three figures came together, and the ground around them was full of cigarette butts, and the pungent smell of alcohol was even more permeated.

With such a scene in front of his shop, Fang Zheng subconsciously felt displeased, shook his head helplessly, took out the key and walked closer.

"It's coming!"

Dawei raised his head, got up and threw the cigarette butt at his feet to extinguish it, and said coldly:

"Boss Fang, you are really busy, let our brothers wait here."

"Something?" Founder's hand:

"Let me open the door."

More than a month ago, he was still flustered in the face of such gangsters and scoundrels, and he didn't know how to deal with it, but now he was only bored.

That fear has disappeared unconsciously.

It's been more than a month, but it's actually been almost two months, plus twice the time of modern society in another world, and the other party is saying that it's been more than two months.

I ate sixty-three of a cow's heart every day.

"Of course there is." David stepped aside, leaned against the telephone pole on the side, and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth again:

"Boss Fang, you won't forget the money your uncle owes us, right?"

"I haven't forgotten." Fang Zheng pulled up the roller shutter door and replied:

"I thought you had forgotten, saying that you came over that day and disappeared for so long, where did you go during this time?"

"You don't care about that." At the mention of this, Dawei's eyes flickered, his expression became a little distorted, and he slapped the telephone pole and shouted:

"Pay back!"

"Hmph." Fang Zheng hummed:

"Where's the IOU?"

"IOUs?" Seeing that he was not in a hurry or impatient, Dawei was a little surprised, and said:

"200,000, have you made it up?"

"Fluke." Fang Zheng nodded:

"In this society, 200,000 is not too difficult."

"It's not a small tone." David squinted:

"But now it's not just 200,000, but also interest, since you have money, you might as well pay back the interest during this time."

"......" Fang Zheng frowned, and then shook his head:

"Bring the IOU first."

"I don't have the IOU." Dawei Road:

"I'll send it to you in two days."

"Then we'll talk about it in two days." Fang Zheng turned around:

"Jean, I'm closed."

"You ......" Dawei's expression changed, but he didn't say much, he could only watch the rolling shutter door separate the inside and outside.

"Big brother."

One asked in a low voice:

"What now?"

"What else can I do?" David glared at him:

"Go back!"

"Ask the second boss and then talk."

"Yes, yes." The other two should be repeatedly.

The second boss, Qi Yuan, was on a black business car at the end of the street, and after listening to Dawei's report, he couldn't help but raise his head and support his forehead with helplessness.

"Got rich?"

"Yes." Dawei bowed his head and said:

"I think the surname Fang is very tough, I'm afraid that there are more than 200,000 yuan in my hand, and I may even be able to pay off the interest, so it will be difficult to start porcelain."

"The other party is very interested in the porcelain." Qi Yuan pursed his lips:

"Is there anything you can do?"

"This ......" Dawei looked embarrassed:

"I specifically inquired, the Fang family did have an ancestral porcelain, but Fang Jian would rather be hungry than sell it at that time."

"The current Fang Zheng is afraid that the same is true."

If you don't have money, you won't sell, and if you have money, you won't sell.

"I didn't ask you that." Qi Yuan's face sank:

"I must start with Fangjia porcelain, don't you understand?"

"That ......" Dawei looked at him and said:

"Hard?"

"Roar!" Qi Yuan raised his eyebrows:

"It seems that a trip into the mountains will make you long."

"Don't dare, don't dare." David smiled awkwardly.

"It's not good to use strong, it's not in line with the rules of the eldest brother, and if the fish surnamed Fang dies and the net is broken, the porcelain will be ruined, and it will be even more empty." Qi Yuan waved his hand:

"Find a three-hander!"

"Yes." Dawei's eyes lit up:

"It's okay to steal, and you can ask for the 200,000 again."

"Brother." A crisp female voice came from inside the car:

"I'll go."

"If you have a sister in love, it's not good." Dawei hurriedly said:

"I'll do it."

"You ......" Qi Yuan pursed his lips:

"Okay, be careful, don't be playful."

"Don't worry." A shadow leaned out of the back seat, and her weak and boneless body was close to Qi Yuan, and she kissed him lightly on the face:

"You still don't worry about my errands."

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At the end of the day.

Around eleven o'clock in the evening.

Fang Zheng stopped carrying the method and let out a long breath of turbidity.

"Even if there is the method of the Heavenly Gate, the growth of qi is getting slower and slower, and it seems that it will not take a hundred days for the big medicine to fail."

"It seems that the foundation of the 100-day foundation has reached the advanced stage."

Now he only takes a medicinal bath once every five days, and he obviously feels that the stimulation of the big medicine on his body is weakening, and he should have drug resistance.

However, the effect of the Bone Strengthening Pill is stable, and it is worthy of being a Pure Yang Palace Bone Forging Treasure Medicine.

Standing still in front of the mirror, Fangzheng's eyes flashed slightly.

Compared with two months ago, his muscles have become firm and powerful, his eyes are full of arrogance, and his complexion has become much better.

even

Even the height has gone up a lot.

Nowadays, there is 1.87 meters on the ground barefoot, and 1.9 meters when wearing shoes, plus the back is straight after practicing martial arts, as if a different person.

Touching the long hair that had reached the shoulders, Fang Fang was embarrassed.

It is extremely rare for a man to have such long hair, and it is inconvenient for him to practice martial arts, so he has been told by Master Guo that he has not been told by him.

But in the other world, there is still a tradition of parents who receive hair and skin from the body, and the hair that falls out must be picked up and burned, and short hair is the outlier.

For this reason, he also explained to others.

"That's it!"

Shaking his head, Fang Zheng muttered to himself:

"Growing long hair here is at most a special hobby, and people mistakenly think that they are engaged in art, and the problem is that there is no long hair in another world."

"Keep it!"

Not only does he have long hair, but his current clothes are often in ancient costumes, which is convenient to cross, and comfortable to get used to.

Turn off the lights.

Lie in bed.

Take out your phone.

Three essential steps for modern man.

"Huh?"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows, and the action of planning to brush up on the short video stopped, but it was the 'senior brother' Zhou Ping who he just met who sent a few messages.

Information about Uncle Fang Jian.

There were some things that the people from the Sheriff's Office did not tell when they claimed the body, such as clues on the murder weapon......

As the victim's family, Fang Zheng has a certain right to know, and the director is a senior brother, so these news can naturally be shared.

Strange writing, engravings on the murder weapon......

The words come from another world, and the people here naturally don't know them, just some special marks, but they know it.

"The Green Wolves!"

Really.

Uncle died at the hands of the Blue Wolf Gang.

The murder weapon not only has the logo of the Green Wolf Gang, but also the name of the owner.

"Hu Yanting!"

There is also an inconspicuous little print.

Seven!

Fang Zheng squinted.

He remembered that there was a strict hierarchy within the Green Wolf Gang, and the gang leader was also known as the big boss, followed by more than a dozen brothers with different surnames.

Seven

Isn't it the Seven Master?

This can be easily verified, and the names of more than a dozen leaders of the Green Wolf Gang are on the wanted list in Gu'an County, so you can see if it is called Hu Yanting.

If the target is dead, it's fine, if the uncle is not dead, the uncle's revenge must be avenged.

"The leaders of the Green Wolf Gang are all martial artists with qi and blood, and there is no shortage of martial artists with two or even three changes in qi and blood, and now I am far from being an opponent."

"Maybe this Hu Yanting is not the seventh master, but he is too worried."

The thought turned, and he lost the interest in watching videos, so he put down his phone and fell asleep.

I don't know when.

"Huh?"

Fang Zheng suddenly opened his eyes:

"Someone's coming in!"