Chapter Thirty-Eight: Demanding Letter
"Sorry, the Yunxiang fruit has been sold out..."
"The last blood fruit has been sold out..."
“There is no stock…”
Such conversations were staged in major shops, and all the brewing materials in Lingguang City were sold out.
At this time, a shop called Tianhai emerged, making the remote south street and alleys instantly lively. The store includes almost most of the brewing materials in the city, and some things that are almost impossible to match with brewing.
Those familiar cheap materials have been fryed to a price that is several times or even hundreds of times more valuable!
Even so, two restaurants were still willing to negotiate. One was Qian and the other was Wang.
I thought that the one who supports such a "sized" store would be a man with strong strength or a very strong background.
But unexpectedly, there were only two fat people who were unknown and hardly seen in the eyes of everyone. There were only these two fat people in the entire store.
Everyone can realize that this store is definitely extraordinary and robbing is the most unwise approach. But when the interests are exposed, there are always people who are willing to give it a try.
The result is - instant kill!
The strength of the early stage of the Condensation Pill cannot withstand the fat man's attack, and the fat man's strength is about to emerge.
"Didn't I say to check the situation before hiring people!"
Qian Yifeng angrily smashed a vase on Zhang Mi's head, and the vase was broken and blood was everywhere!
However, Zhang Mi did not dare to complain at all, and knelt on the ground in panic. His eyes were full of fear.
"Speak, I'm mute!"
"What a quarrel? Even if I go to investigate, I may not be able to see it. The person next to Zhang Mi is definitely not simple." The door was pushed open, and Qian Yu walked over with a vigilant face.
Under Qian Yu's instruction, Zhang Mi hurriedly walked out the door and staggered to the ground.
"What are you doing? I said I don't want to see you!" Qian Yifeng picked up another vase, but couldn't smash it.
Qian Yu's eyes flashed with displeasure, and with a grip in the air, the vase broke instantly. He said coldly: "Yifeng, you are getting more and more courageous, and even your father wants to do it!"
Qian Yifeng turned his head and said with his back to him: "From the moment you crushed the token, I have nothing to do with you anymore!"
"Yifeng, don't be willful. No matter what, she is your mother!" Qian Yu felt a little reluctant, but his voice still couldn't help but rise a little.
"Her mother?" Qian Yifeng smiled bitterly, and his voice gradually became hoarse: "Will my mother have never seen me since I was born?"
Tick, a drop of water splashed onto the floor, forming an egg-sized hole. There was a slight chaos in the air, but it slowly broke open.
“Yes…I’m sorry.”
A feathered marten, a pair of rainy eyes, a belated apology...
Looking at the stunning woman who suddenly appeared in front of him, Qian Yifeng was stunned. Qian Yu, who had not shed tears for a long time, burst into tears, and was as if he had collapsed.
"You... are here."
...
"Thank you, Boss Wang. If you weren't for you, I don't know how long it would take to sell out this batch of brewing materials."
"Yes, Boss Wang, how did you know that someone would come to buy our stuff? If you don't say it, I might sell it cheaper, so how could I raise the price!"
"This is our wish. You must accept it, otherwise you will look down on us!"
"Yes, yes, yes, must accept it!"
Wang Dong smiled and shirked his word, and responded. After everyone left, Wang Dong looked at the "remaining branches and fruits" on the ground, and his face suddenly became cold.
"Just use these defective products to fool me? Blame of faith will only cost you a higher price!"
"My Wang Dong's information is not that easy to obtain!"
Bang! A shocking sounded without warning. A "hole" the size of an umbrella was blown up above Hongtian Restaurant.
In the middle of the hole, a yellowed white envelope was inserted steadily on it. The soul power surged around it and wood chips flew everywhere.
Wang Dong looked up and saw a man in black robe standing with his arms around the roof opposite, his eyes full of jokes.
"Who!"
With a low voice, Wang Dong had an extra fly hook on his hand, and he pointed it at the man in black robe and gently pressed it.
The iron hook flew out instantly, and the dragged chains roared in the air.
The man in black robe pointed to the envelope inserted on the wall and walked through the night.
Wang Dong wanted to chase after him, but he could not jump on the roof like the other party. The claw hook swayed and turned into a crossbow.
"Damn my restaurant and want to leave easily? How can such a good thing happen?" Gongqiu pulled and shot out.
Unfortunately, the "ordinary" sharp arrows do not have much lethality. The greater advantage of mobile phones is still in defense.
"Shopkeeper, look at this letter!" Luo Luo had already taken down the letter, but the price was overturned to the ground and blood was everywhere.
"Don't do such fearless things in the future. With this soul weapon, I can't hurt me. But I still feel a little uncomfortable with you."
Luo Luo nodded, showing a hint of shame. But then he was patted by Wang Dong and said a few words of encouragement, which made Luo Luo very excited.
The letter was opened, and the paper was burnt yellow, with a few big words written on it: At midnight in the Ming Dynasty, there is no mercy to kill.
Chapter completed!