When Feng Yun thought of the white money, he couldn't help himself and cleaned up and went straight to Li Chengbao's house.

Li Chengbao did not lie to him, and everything went quite smoothly when he took the money and gave the secret recipe.

Looking at the heavy bag of silver, Feng Yun bit each with his teeth in a bad manner.

If Feng Yun had just crossed over and had so much money in his hand, he wouldn't have bought it for two taels of silver by his parents!

Thinking about his worth only two taels of silver, Feng Yun was not calm all over, everything was caused by the money.

Seeing Yinzi, Feng Yun thought of another person, Song Ji.

A man who made Li Chengbao angry and murdered people.

Song Ji was the one who had an affair with Wang Rong before Wang Rong was killed that night. Everyone's eyes were focused on the murderer Li Chengbao, and no one paid attention to Song Ji, the culprit.

Isn’t blackmailing the specialty of these yamen runners?

Maybe you can get some money from Song Ji.

He smiled and Feng Yun came out of the yamen with a long sword.

Song Ji and Feng Yun had inquired about it and were well-known in Anning County. This person learned some three-legged kung fu from somewhere, and relied on his force to lend money everywhere, and was worth a lot of money.

After about a stick of incense, Feng Yun arrived at the place where Song Jifang's usury was a shop facing the street, with a very luxurious decoration in sharp contrast to the surrounding shops.

Sexy bag!

Feng Yun pouted and raised his feet as soon as he saw someone hurried out from Songji's shop.

Why did he come back here?

After just hesitating for a moment, Feng Yun stepped straight into Songji's shop when he saw the man walking away.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a screen. From the side, I walked into a living room with a large space. There were a row of weapons stands on both sides, with swords, guns, swords, halberds, knives, forks, and axes, halberds, knives, and forks, but they were all made of wooden. A middle-aged man in brocade clothes sat in front of me, and there was a man in strong clothes standing beside the man. The two of them lowered their heads and didn't know what they were saying.

As soon as Feng Yun stepped into the living room, the two of them sensed it and raised their heads together.

The man in brocade clothes should be Song Ji. When he saw Feng Yun wearing a constable suit, a sharp look flashed across his face and slowly stood up: "What? Do you want to blackmail me too?"

Feng Yun was thinking about how to speak, but she didn't expect Song Ji to speak directly. This saved Feng Yun from spitting a lot, and smiled slightly and said, "What? Are you not going to give it to me?"

"Haha!" Song Ji sneered repeatedly, slowly approaching Feng Yun with his hands behind his back: "It's really ridiculous. I didn't kill anyone, and I didn't break the law. How do you give you this silver that has not grown enough!"

"Because I'm short of money!" Feng Yun said lightly.

Song Ji, who was already full of momentum, almost spit out a mouthful of old blood when he heard this. He stared at Feng Yun who was smiling, and his teeth were clattering.

It was really because Feng Yun was too unreasonable to play cards, so he almost stopped the car.

"Okay! Very good!" Song Ji shook his sleeves suddenly, turned back to his seat and pointed at Feng Yun fiercely: "I have money, I'm afraid you won't get it! Don't take a fist like the man who didn't touch the money just now!"

After saying that, he pointed to the man who was pretending to be next to him: "Blow me! Beat me hard! I will be responsible for anything happening!"

Extortion is originally a matter of constables and yamen runners making some extra money for themselves in private. They all rely on their abilities and cannot get on the table. As long as there is no life, no one will care about these things.

Hearing this, the man in a strong manner was very energetic, rolled up his sleeves, stepped forward a few steps, and smashed his fist as he was big on the cover face. This punch hit the strength, Feng Yun was disfigured by a small matter, and his life might be able to take half of it.

The man didn't think Feng Yun could escape. A boy who had not grown enough hair thought he was wearing a "official skin" and wanted to do whatever he wanted. He didn't think about where this place was. Which one of the people who gave us loan sharks was good!

The boy was good at it just now, but he was knocked to the ground after only twenty rounds in his hand. He even kicked a few shoe prints on the face. He was relieved to think about it.

Seeing his fist hit Feng Yun's face, the man smiled and suddenly became a bit fierce. His tenth force increased to twelve points. He was not afraid of killing Feng Yun. As long as he put a lot of money in front of the official, who would remember Feng Yun, the little yamen runner.

The fist was fierce, and the fist was as big as it covered the entire face.

After all, Tiger Fist is Dacheng and can't even deal with a small fish. Feng Yun can just find a piece of tofu and knock it to death.

Just as the man's fist approached, Feng Yun dodged sideways and took advantage of the situation to hit the man's back.

"Oh!" the man screamed in terror.

The strong fist instantly smashed the man out and hit the weapon stand next to the living room, and wood chips suddenly flew everywhere.

From ancient times to the present, there are a few good people who are good at lending loans. Judging from the ruthless man who was just taking action, Feng Yun did not hold back. Even if the man can live, he can only spend it in a wheelchair.

Oh! I remember there is no wheelchair in this world yet, Feng Yun scratched his head awkwardly.

Seeing that Feng Yun was about to be beaten to the ground by a pretender, Song Ji was about to applaud. In the blink of an eye, the pretender flew out directly, lay on the ground and howled in pain, his face instantly felt like a pig's liver.

A man with strong costumes is a good player that Song Ji has won over the years. He has some skills and courage. He has been charging forward for him over the years. Half of Song Ji's great reputation is still here.

Such a person was actually knocked out by Feng Yun Qingpiao. Song Ji took a breath, slowly calmed down his mind, and bowed his fists: "I don't know the name of the Constable Zun?"

"Feng Yun!"

"So it's a constable! I'm so respectful! Please sit down!" Song Ji changed his face very quickly, and his narrow eyes were almost together.

At this time, Feng Yun had time to carefully look at Song Ji. His face was slightly long, his facial features were upright, his face was fair, his figure was slender, and he was dressed in brocade clothes. He was indeed a good face. No wonder Wang Rong had made an appointment with Li Chengbao and he had to take time to have a secret love with him.

"Boss Song is polite, please!" Why do you need to do something peacefully if you don't hit the smiling person? After making a call, Feng Yun was about to sit on the chair when the system in his mind moved.

[General Mission] Defeat Song Ji, the mission time limit is one day, the mission is successful, and the reward potential is 20 points.

[Difficult Task] Kill Song Ji, the task time limit is one day, the task is successful, and the reward potential is 40 points.

The potential of 40 points is enough to increase the level of any of the Tiger Fist or the four sword techniques, but Feng Yun cannot be sure whether he can save the identity of this constable by killing Song Ji, or whether the system will still release tasks after losing the identity of the constable.

As for whether this will become a slave to the system, Feng Yun doesn’t care, as long as the system can make him stronger!

People in modern society seem to live a carefree life, but no one is not a slave to money. If it weren't for money, who would let the boss beat and scold him and dare not say anything. If it wasn't for money, who would have racked his brains to make people laugh, scheming his head, and post videos.

Wouldn't it be better to be an old man in bed?

Human beings are born slaves to desire!
Chapter completed!