Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 27 Fang Porcelain
The street lights flickered, and the three figures gathered together. The surrounding ground was covered with cigarette butts, and the pungent smell of alcohol permeated the air.

Such a scene appeared in front of his shop, Fangzheng was subconsciously displeased, shook his head helplessly, took out his key and walked closer.

"coming!"

Dawei raised his head, got up and threw the cigarette butt under his feet to crush it, and said coldly:
"Boss Fang, you are really busy, let us brothers wait here."

"What's the matter?" Fangzheng waved his hand:
"Let me go first, I will open the door."

If it were 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 just feels bored.

That sense of fear has disappeared unconsciously.

It was said to be more than a month, but in fact it was almost two months, plus the time in the modern society twice as long in the different world, it was more than two months for Fang Zheng.

One beef heart a day, ate 63 pieces.

"Of course there is something to do." Dawei stepped aside, leaned against the electric pole beside him, and put a cigarette in his mouth again:

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

"I haven't forgotten." Fangzheng opened the shutter door and replied:
"I thought you forgot. You promised to come over that day, but you disappeared for so long. Where have you been busy during this time?"

"Don't worry about it." Mentioning this matter, Dawei's eyes flickered and his expression became a little distorted. He slapped the telephone pole and shouted:

"Pay back the money!"

"Hmph." Fangzheng snorted softly:
"Where is the IOU?"

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

"20, have you got it together?"

"It's a fluke." Fangzheng nodded:
"In today's society, 20 is not too difficult."

"The tone is not small." Dawei narrowed his eyes:
"But now it's not just 20, there is also interest. Since you have money, you might as well pay back the interest during this period."

"..." Fangzheng frowned, then shook his head:

"Bring the IOU first."

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

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

"Then let's talk about it in two days." Fangzheng turned around:
"Rang, I'm closing the door."

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

"Big brother."

One person asked in a low voice:
"What should we do now?"

"What else can I do?" Dawei glared at him:
"go back!"

"Ask the second boss."

"Yes, yes." The other two answered yes again and again.

The second boss, Qi Yuan, was sitting in a black commercial vehicle at the end of the street. After listening to Dawei's report, he couldn't help but raise his head and help his forehead.

"Have you got money?"

"Yes." Dawei lowered his head and said:
"I think Fang is very stubborn. I'm afraid he has more than 20 yuan in his hand, and he may even be able to pay off the interest, so it will be difficult to get porcelain."

"That Fang Fang's porcelain is very interested." Qi Yuan pursed his lips:
"Is there anything you can do?"

"This..." Dawei showed embarrassment:
"I specifically inquired. The Fang family did have an ancestral porcelain, but Fang Jian would rather go hungry than sell it at that time."

"The current Fangzheng is probably the same."

If you have no money, you will not sell it, and if you have money, you will not sell it.

"I didn't ask you these things." Qi Yuan's face darkened:
"I must buy Fang family porcelain, do you understand?"

"Then..." Dawei rolled his eyes and said:
"Come hard?"

"Hey!" Qi Yuan raised his eyebrows:
"It seems that going into the mountains will last a long time."

"Don't dare." Dawei smiled awkwardly.

"It's not good to use force, it's not in line with the elder brother's rules, and if the surname Fang dies and destroys the porcelain, it will be nothing." Qi Yuan waved his hand:
"Find three hands!"

"Yes." Dawei's eyes lit up:
"You can steal it, and you can get the 20 more."

"Brother." A clear female voice came from inside the car:
"I'll go."

"If Sister Lianlian makes a move, that would be great." Dawei hurriedly said:
"I'll help."

"You..." Qi Yuan pursed his lips:
"Okay, be careful, don't be playful."

"Don't worry." A beautiful figure leaned out from the back seat, leaned against Qi Yuan with her frail and boneless body, and kissed him lightly on the face:
"You don't worry about my work."

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At the end of Haishi.

Around eleven o'clock at night.

Fangzheng stopped carrying the method and let out a long breath.

"Even if you have the method of soaring to the sky, the growth of strength is getting slower and slower. It seems that the medicine will lose its effect in less than a hundred days."

"It seems that the hundred-day foundation building has reached the late stage."

Now he takes a medicated bath only once every five days, and he clearly feels that the stimulation of the big medicine on his body is weakening, so he should have developed a resistance to the medicine.

On the contrary, Zhuanggu Pill has a stable medicinal effect, and it is worthy of being a precious medicine for strengthening bones in the Pure Yang Palace.

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

Compared with two months ago, his muscles have become firmer and stronger, his eyes are full of pride, and his complexion has also improved a lot.

even,

Even the height has jumped a lot.

Today, he is 1.8 meters tall with bare feet on the ground, and 1.9 meters tall with shoes on. In addition, after practicing martial arts, his back is straight, as if he has changed into a different person.

Touching the long hair that had exceeded his shoulders, Fang was in a dilemma.

It is extremely rare for a man to have such long hair, and it is inconvenient for him to practice martial arts with long hair. For this reason, he was often criticized by Master Guo.

However, there is still a tradition in the other world that the body, hair and skin are the parents' parents, and the hair that falls out must be picked up and burned, and short hair is the exception.

For this reason, he did not explain much to others.

"That's it!"

Shaking his head, Fangzheng muttered to himself:
"Having long hair here is at most a special hobby, and people mistakenly think it's for art. The problem is that there is no long hair in another world."

"Keep it!"

Not only does he have long hair, but he also often wears ancient clothes now, which is convenient for time travel and comfortable after getting used to it.

Turn off the lights.

lie in bed.

Take out your phone.

Three essential steps for modern people.

"Ok?"

Fangzheng raised his eyebrows, and the action of watching the short video stopped, but Zhou Ping, the 'senior brother' he just met, sent a few messages.

Information about Uncle Fang Jian.

Some people from the Public Security Department did not inform them when they claimed the corpse, such as the clues on the murder weapon, etc...

As a family member of the victim, Fangzheng has a certain right to know, and since the director is a senior, this information can naturally be shared.

Strange characters, engravings on the murder weapon...

The characters come from another world, so people here naturally don't know them, they just think of them as some special marks, but Fang Zheng does.

"Blue Wolf Gang!"

really.

The uncle died at the hands of the gangsters of the Qinglang gang.

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

"Huyanting!"

There is another inconspicuous small print.

seven!
Fangzheng squinted.

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

seven,
Could it be the Seven Masters?

This point can be easily verified. The arrest warrant in Gu'an County has the names of more than a dozen leaders of the Qinglang Gang. Just see if they are called Hu Yanting.

If the target is dead, that's fine, but if he doesn't die, uncle's revenge must be avenged.

"The leaders of the Blue Wolf Gang are all Qi and blood warriors, and there are many warriors with two or even three transformations of Qi and blood. Now I am far from an opponent."

"Maybe this Huyanting is not the Seventh Master, but he is worrying too much."

My thoughts turned, and I lost interest in watching videos, so I put down my phone and fell asleep.

I don't know when.

"Ok?"

Fang Zheng suddenly opened his eyes:

"Someone came in!"

(End of this chapter)