"Oh, brother, do you know what happened? It's so heartbreaking..."

The wrench is a white man, so his tone always carries this unique tone of a white man, even if he speaks Daxia.

At this point, the yellow races in this world are particularly different from other races.

Early this morning, the wrench ran to Qi Feng's grocery store with a sad look on his face, stirring Qi Feng's dream.

"What happened? Also, will you not tell me any questions on the phone?" Qi Feng said as he walked down the stairs.

"You don't know, hammer him...wait, your legs don't need crutches now?" Wrench was a person who pays more attention to details, he said in surprise.

"Well, okay. In fact, the doctor told me before that my legs don't need crutches or plaster at all. I just need to rest for a few days and I will be fine. I was just careful to ensure safety. I just woke up and found that it was fine after I woke up."

Qi Feng gave an explanation without blushing, then came to the back of the counter, and then asked him: "Let's talk about the hammer, what's wrong with him?"

“So that’s what it is…”

The wrench nodded and understood. When he heard Qi Feng ask about Tie Hammer, he immediately changed into a sad look and said, "Tie Hammer was in a car accident and is now lying in the hospital."

‘None of them died?’

Qi Fengxin said that this guy is really lucky. He clearly gave him a hint that he would find a car driving fast and hit it. He thought it would get cold, but now the wrench means that it hasn't hung up yet?

Naturally, he also pretended to be very shocked on the surface, and said in the tone of a wrench, "Oh, this is really unfortunate."

"Yes, he is more uncomfortable than death now, because his bank card was lost before the car accident. According to our investigation at the bank, the money inside was taken away by a guy wearing a clown mask at the free withdrawal window. God knows why this guy knew the password of the bank card. And the hammer, because he lost this money, he can't pay the high treatment costs at all. The capitalists in the hospital are planning to throw him out..."

The wrench described the matter all over again, which made Qi Feng feel happy.

It was him who was wearing the clown mask, who took it away last night at the bank's free withdrawal window.

Although he was very happy and comfortable, Qi Feng still expressed his sadness. He said, "I really hope that all this is not true."

"Brother, none of us can change this ending. Now the only thing we can do is to help the hammer continue to stay in the hospital for treatment. How much are you willing to support?" The wrench said his real purpose of coming to the door early in the morning, staring at him firmly.

‘I support? You are so funny! If I want to support, why should I spend so much effort?’

Qi Feng was stunned and complained deeply.

Then he said to the wrench, "Look at what valuable is here?"

The wrench is not stupid either, and I understand it a little: "You don't have money?"

"Of course, look at these products, some of them have expired. If I had one, would I keep it for sale?"

"Oh, Qi, I think we are all brothers."

The wrench is a little unbelievable.

"Well... maybe, so now the hammer needs your care. Go quickly. The price of hiring nursing staff in the hospital is not low."

Qi Feng said expressionlessly while pulling a box of cigarettes back from the wrench.

He is now thinking, should he let the wrench have a passionate encounter with the big truck?

No, no, if both of them end up like this, someone will definitely notice something is wrong.

Maybe we can change the way, for example, how about falling into a septic tank?

"Okay, Qi, I know your life is not good either. I should go back and suggest Tiehammer to let him think of other solutions."

Perhaps it was some kind of man's sixth sense, or perhaps it was because Qi Feng's attitude made the wrench feel embarrassed. He shrugged and said this and turned around and left.

Looking at the wrench's back as it left, Qi Feng still resisted the idea of ​​testing how high the wrench's luck value was.

A ray of cold light flashed deep in his eyes and murmured: "You should be glad that you are more restrained than an iron hammer."

Qi Feng was quite satisfied with the end of Tie Hammer. The guy who had been eating and drinking for free has learned his due lesson.

After washing up, he began to prepare to unbox, oh no, it was just brushing things.

"Purchase me the divine light of changing treasures!"

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In a warehouse, some boxes suddenly disappeared from rows of container shelves, replaced by a plastic bottle.

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Five large boxes appeared in front of Chen Zhao, with the words braised beef noodles printed on them.

The attribute bar also gives prompts in time: [Swap to the five major boxes of bucket surfaces]

"Damn, I want this..."

Qi Feng immediately covered his face and his mood became unbeatable.

He was full of joy and thought that he would have found treasures or cultivation reasons like yesterday, but he didn't expect to find this thing.

After staring at these boxes for a long time, Qi Feng finally said slowly: "It seems that I was wrong. The divine light of changing treasures will not change to bad things, but he did not say that he could change to extraordinary treasures every time. When there was no food to eat, the bucket noodles were indeed treasures, but ordinary treasures."

With regret, he made an excuse for himself.

In fact, he was not too disappointed, but because the things he bought yesterday were too valuable, he immediately made a judgment when compared with today, and he felt a little unbalanced.

"That's fine. This will give me a buffer time. If I can get some awesome treasures every day, I don't seem to be motivated."

Qi Feng, who was gradually watching, opened the large box, then opened the small box from the inside, and took out a bucket.

Familiar colors, familiar patterns, and familiar slogans.

"Master Kong, you are the second fellow Blue Star I met in another world. There was a gun that came two days earlier than you."

As he said that, he went to find instant noodles, and this is the breakfast.

After dinner, he went to the french market, hired a car, pulled a batch of new pots and pans, small items and other things.

'Should I put a speaker outside? It costs two dollars, only two dollars, you can't buy it and suffer losses, you can't buy it... forget it.'

It’s not that Qi Feng came up with this idea. It’s really the same as the two-yuan supermarket in his previous life. Except for tobacco, alcohol and water, most of them are daily necessities.

"I don't know what I thought back then, but I actually chose to use my savings to do this. It's really...but this is also very good, suitable for me to continue to live."

Shaking his head, Qi Feng arranged the goods, including those buckets.

Then he went to the martial arts hall.

If the injury is healed, he will naturally have to practice boxing, at least his activity trajectory was like this in the past.

As always, as usual, he was still the ordinary grocery store owner, martial arts apprentice, trash dealer, freelance writer and gangster under the gang...at least on the surface.
Chapter completed!