Portable Museum

Chapter 105 Lightning Five Whiplashes

"Brother, how many of you are on a tight budget these days, how many do you support?" The middle-aged man waved his hand.

The five young men following behind the middle-aged man took out their knives and gestured at Zhang Junping.

"Hehe! It's easy to talk about lack of money. If you bring something, I'm satisfied. I'll give you money, isn't it better than you guys gesturing here with a knife?" Zhang Jun smiled plainly.

"I don't know what you rely on, and it doesn't matter what party you are.

When you enter this yard, it's the dragon that you coil up for me, and it's the tiger that you lie on your stomach. "The middle-aged man said viciously.

"If you want me to lie cross-legged or lying on my stomach, I'm afraid I can't do it with these broken knives!" Zhang Junping smiled and shook his head.

"Since you are stubborn, then don't blame me for being rude, Zhu Zi will give him some blood." The middle-aged man ordered to a young man.

"Boy, don't blame me for being dirty, just blame you for not knowing how to praise!" The young man named Zhuzi rushed to Zhang Junping, slashed at Zhang Junping's shoulder with a grinning smile.

Zhang Junping dodged sideways, then hit Zhu Zhu's arm with a knife, and then a lightning whip hit Zhu Zhu's face, sending Zhu flying four or five meters away.

In the end, he passed out directly.

"Good boy, no wonder you are so arrogant, it turns out to be Lian Jiazi.

One piece, made him! The middle-aged man was taken aback, and loudly ordered the others to join him.

Zhang Junping stepped forward quickly, kicked one of them flying, and then Lightning whipped five consecutive whips left and right, sending them flying.

Not to mention, this lightning five consecutive whips is really easy to use.

Zhang Junping suddenly felt a chill in his back, he swooped sideways and rolled to the side.

"boom!"

A gunshot followed.

The middle-aged man held a double-barreled shotgun, pointed at Zhang Junping, and said with a ferocious face: "Boy, aren't you good at shooting? Let me see if you shoot another one!"

Looking at the shotgun in the middle-aged man's hand, Zhang Junping broke out in a cold sweat.

Thanks to the shot just now that shot into the sky, otherwise he would have been miserable.

Shotguns are shotguns, one shot at a time.

"Do you think your gun is faster, or mine?" Zhang Junping pulled out a Makarov pistol, pointed at the middle-aged man and asked with a smile.

"Who the hell are you?" The middle-aged man's complexion changed several times, and he finally asked.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to bet on who was the quickest. His gun might not be able to kill someone, but the opponent's gun would definitely kill someone.

"A person who passed by Syracuse on a business trip and wanted to buy some souvenirs." Zhang Junping said yes, then flipped his hand, and another gun appeared in his hand, pointing at the five young people on the ground, "Don't move, Otherwise, it is easy to cause misunderstandings, and if the gun goes off, everyone will not look good."

The five young men, who were pointed at with a gun by Zhang Junping, were so frightened that their heads were sweating profusely, lying on the ground and not daring to move.

After a stalemate for a while, the middle-aged man put away his gun and asked, "Do you want more honey?"

"Yes! As much as you want!" Zhang Junping smiled.

"Do you want a mallet?"

"If you want big goods, just forget about the sticks!"

"The tiger bone, do you want the tiger whip?"

"want!"

"You still dare to do business with me?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised and asked with disbelief.

After all, whoever encounters such a thing, the first reaction should be to kill the other party, or report to the police.

"Hehe, you didn't kill me, I'm still alive, so I will do business with you, as long as the price is fair." Zhang Junping laughed.

"Okay! Distinguished guest, please come in, let's talk in the room!" The middle-aged man bent over and invited Zhang Junping into the room very respectfully.

Zhang Junping was not polite to him, and walked directly into the room.

After entering, Zhang Junping glanced at it, went straight to the main seat, sat down, and slapped the pistol on the table.

Looking at the middle-aged man who followed, he said calmly, "Take out your things and have a look!"

It seemed that the fight just now and the confrontation with guns never happened.

"Okay, wait a moment!" The middle-aged man politely agreed, and then rushed in and five people winked.

After a while, several young people who followed the middle-aged man moved out six green jars from the side room.

Zhang Junping got up, walked to the side of the jar, opened the lid on the jar, held the jar with his hands, and took a look inside.

They are all high-quality linden tree honey, the crystallization of white flowers, which looks very authentic.

"Yes, I want all of these!" Zhang Junping nodded and said to the middle-aged man: "However, how about this jar as a gift?
Otherwise, I'm not a big deal! "

The middle-aged man just wanted to send Zhang Junping away as soon as possible, and said bluntly, "Small, my jar of honey is twenty catties, you can give me 22 yuan, and the jar is considered a gift."

"You said just now that there are still tiger bones and tiger whips? I don't know if there are tiger skins?" Zhang Junping suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and asked softly while looking at the middle-aged man.

"Yes, tiger skin, tiger bone, tiger whip, a complete set." The middle-aged man winked at the person behind him again.

Several young people entered the inner room, and came out with things after a while.

Seeing the things in several people's hands, Zhang Junping couldn't help standing up from his chair in his current state of mind.

I rely on this group of dogs, how many tigers have I suffered?

Five people, each holding a tiger skin in his hand.

Then I thought, no!
It is true that there are tigers here in Syracuse, but there are not so many of them.

Zhang Junping looked at the tiger skin, stroked his chin and pondered for a while, then tentatively asked, "Isn't this from China?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, and stared at Zhang Junping with wide eyes, his eyes couldn't help showing a fierce light again.

"Don't be nervous, it has nothing to do with me where you fought. It's just a random guess." Zhang Junping smiled and waved his hands.

Zhang Junping's confident appearance made the middle-aged man calm down again.

There is no way not to stay calm, and you can't beat it again and again.

I have a shotgun, but I don't have much chance of winning against other people's two pistols.

The most important thing is that Zhang Junping dodged the first shot he fired from behind.

He dared not provoke such a person again.

"Good eyesight, these are indeed not played in China." Zhang Junping's words made the middle-aged man put away the fierce light in his eyes, and admitted with a smile.

"If you can beat a tiger from a double-headed eagle, I can only admire you as a hero.

So, you don't have to worry about me telling you on or something. " Zhang Junping smiled and comforted.

Snakes have snake ways, rats have rat ways, and China has a long border with double-headed eagles.

Although there are border patrols, there are always places that cannot be taken care of.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you report it, we didn't do anything else but go hunting.

This person in the deep mountains and old forests, chasing prey, who knows where it is! "The middle-aged man said nonchalantly.

However, his eyes betrayed him, and it was definitely not as simple as cross-border hunting.

However, Zhang Junping didn't want to be troublesome, he just came to buy honey to pick up the leaks.

"Don't you still have tiger bones and tiger whips? Take them out together!"

The five young men put the tiger skin on the table, turned around and went into the back room to take out five celadon jars.

"Well, the tiger penis has been soaked in wine, and there is a wild ginseng more than 20 years old in it."

Looking at the five cyan porcelain jars, Zhang Junping cursed secretly, and asked calmly, "Hmm! How much do you plan to sell this jar of medicinal wine?"

"Give me 500 yuan for this medicinal wine!
Tiger skin, 2000 yuan a piece, no bargaining!
Tiger bones, a pair of 1000 yuan! "

"Okay! Just according to the price you said, I will send the things to the guest house of the city government." Zhang Junping said very simply.

　Chapter 1 is here, ask for the first order, ask for a monthly pass
　　
　
(End of this chapter)