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Sure enough, Zi Ling said next: "I understand the heart of the master Bodhisattva, and he is merciful. How can this little thing I do compare with it, but if the master is free, I hope I can introduce it for you."

The boss smiled wryly, and said: "Master has been living in seclusion in recent years, and I rarely see him, but if there is a chance, I will help to say a few words. As for whether the master will agree to meet, I don't know." I can guarantee it. If it doesn’t work, please don’t blame me.”

"Thank you very much." Zi Ling smiled.

Although the boss is a businessman, he has a close relationship with Master Wu. He is a registered disciple of Master Wu and has been helping Master Wu with some things. If he is willing to help, he will undoubtedly meet Master Wu Hopes are much higher.

And although Chankong Temple is located in Luocheng, because Master Wu often travels outside, he doesn't spend much time in Chankong Temple. The last time Ziling saw Master Wu was a few years ago.

This time, Ziling heard that Master Wu had returned to Chankong Temple. Unfortunately, he closed the door to thank guests, and it was difficult to see him.

After getting the boss's response, Ziling stopped talking and left the booth with her things.

Ziling didn't recognize Jiang Feng from the beginning to the end. In other words, since she entered the booth, except for picking some magic weapons, her eyes never fell aside. Jiang Feng didn't care about it. Speaking of it, he There is still an old score to settle between Ziling and Ziling. Of course, it's not the time yet.

When Zi Ling left, Jiang Feng casually pointed to the wooden fish and said, "Boss, how much is this?"

"Is the little brother a foreigner?" The boss came over with a smile and said.

"What do you say? Could it be that there are locals and outsiders who buy these magic weapons?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.

"That's not true." The boss shook his head and explained: "The magic weapon exchange meeting has been held for almost two years. Everyone in this circle has a certain understanding of my booth. Everything here is for sale. 20, no bargaining, no bargaining, I only said this after hearing your inquiry from my little brother."

"I see." Jiang Feng nodded, and while talking, he took out 20 cash from his backpack and said, "Wrap this wooden fish for me."

"Little brother is not a Buddhist believer at first glance, why would you buy this wooden fish?" The boss asked curiously after taking the money.

People who believe in Buddhism usually have a faint smell of sandalwood on their bodies. The boss is very sensitive to that smell. He knows that Jiang Feng does not have that smell on him. On the contrary, although Jiang Feng has a kind face, he never Jiang Feng smelled another smell.

That was the smell of killing. In other words, Jiang Feng had probably killed someone, maybe more than one, which made the boss feel that Jiang Feng was not easy.

"Of course I also want to form a good relationship." Jiang Feng smiled and said.

The relationship between him and the boss is not as familiar as that of Ziling, some things are hard to say too bluntly, but the wisdom of the boss is enough to understand what he means.

The boss suddenly realized, and shook off any doubts in his heart, and said, "I have a heart."

Jiang Feng had already browsed all the booths in the magic weapon exchange hall. Except for accidentally buying an offensive magic weapon, whether it was an emerald bracelet or a wooden fish, he was dispensable.

This kind of gain is naturally not very big, but for Jiang Feng, to a certain extent, that piece of black paper may be able to save his life. Compared with his own life, this gain is still considered It's huge, beyond everyone.

Jiang Feng didn't stay inside for too long, so Jiang Feng also left. When he reached the downstairs of the dome building, he was about to reach out to hail a taxi when several figures appeared in front of him.

"Boy, I finally found you, come with us." An old man dressed in gray said coldly.

This person was the gray-clothed old man who had dealt with Jiang Feng in Chankong Temple. The fact that Jiang Feng injured Qiao Zhenming made Qiao Zhifei furious, and the gray-clothed old man almost turned the entire Luo City upside down in the past two days.

Seeing the time approaching little by little, if he still failed to find Jiang Feng within two days, then waiting for his end would definitely be very miserable.

It was a coincidence that the old man in gray would bring people to the magic weapon exchange meeting. Because Jiang Feng had been to Chankong Temple, the old man in gray thought that Jiang Feng might have gone to Master Wu to seek the magic weapon, so he brought people to touch it luck.

I have to say that he was lucky enough to meet Jiang Feng. Of course, this also made the old man in gray heave a sigh of relief.

"It seems that the lesson from last time was not enough." Jiang Feng shook his head and said lightly.

"Last time was the last time, and this time is this time. If you are sensible, follow us obediently, or you will suffer a lot." The old man in gray sneered.

Young Master Qiao had his legs amputated by Jiang Feng right under his nose. Although he was not directly responsible for him, with Qiao Zhifei's temper, his status in the Qiao family would definitely plummet from now on. Hate teeth itchy.

"It doesn't look any different to me." Jiang Feng said indifferently, "I'll give you ten seconds to disappear from my sight, and let's forget about today's matter."

Jiang Feng got an offensive magic weapon, and he was in a good mood. He ignored the grasshoppers lazily. Of course, he could tell that the gray-clothed old man was able to find him within two days, so he obviously had a very strong relationship. .

This is not to say that Jiang Feng is afraid of the forces behind the gray-clothed old man, but that Jiang Feng does not want to be entangled in all kinds of troubles. After all, the Trial Conference of the Twelve Families is about to begin, and he will stay in Los Angeles for a while. It's not a good thing if you are constantly being harassed.

"presumptuous."

"What a big breath."

……

As soon as Jiang Feng said this, the hornet's nest exploded immediately, and the few people who came with the old man in gray shouted angrily.

"Old Yan, why bother talking nonsense with him. Since he doesn't know people, we'll beat him up. In Luo City, no one who dares to offend our Qiao family will end well." A middle-aged strong man said .

This strong man is 1.9 meters tall, with a broad forehead and a square face, with a fierce look on his face. He doesn't look like a friendly person at first glance, and his speech is like thunder, buzzing.

"Do it." The gray-clothed old man also felt that Jiang Feng was too presumptuous, and he didn't take him seriously at all, which made his face very ugly. He gritted his teeth and waved.

The middle-aged strong man was gearing up for a long time, and before he could finish his sentence, in a flash, his fist the size of a pot smashed at Jiang Feng.

He has a lot of status in Qiao's family. Qiao Zhenming can be regarded as his nephew. He has always been very doting on Qiao Zhenming. When he learned that Qiao Zhenming's legs were crippled, he was furious and asked Ying to find the murderer.

In this way, he was merciless in his attack. He swore that he would break Jiang Feng's bones inch by inch, and then throw Jiang Feng at Qiao Zhenming's feet.

It's a pity that the middle-aged strong man soon realized that his thoughts were too naive, outrageously naive, he punched out with amazing momentum, but he only punched out halfway, and he couldn't move forward anymore.

Jiang Feng just stretched out a finger, and poked it seemingly casually, and a blood hole was poked out in the middle-aged strong man's fist. With his hands, how could Jiang Feng make him retreat all over, stepped forward with one foot, and stretched out that finger again.

With a sound of "哧", a blood hole appeared on the shoulder of the middle-aged strong man, and his entire right arm was slack, and he could no longer lift it up. Not to mention, his body as strong as a hill, It was like being hit by something, and flew out backwards.

"This--"

All the faces of the people who came with the old man in gray changed drastically. They are still very confident in the strength of the middle-aged man. It can be said that the middle-aged man is the number one expert among all of them. With the presence of a middle-aged man, the gray-clothed old man would have the confidence to challenge Jiang Feng only after he suffered a big loss.

But he didn't expect that the middle-aged strong man would be so vulnerable. Jiang Feng casually stretched out a finger, like poking tofu, piercing the middle-aged strong man's fist, not to mention crippling the middle-aged man The right hand of the strong man.

This made them look at each other in awe. They didn't know what kind of strength this was. Speaking of which, even if Qiao Zhifei made a move, he might not be able to do this.

How did they know that this was the end of Jiang Feng's mercy, otherwise, the middle-aged strong man would die if he made a move, it would be as simple as abolishing a right hand.

The gray-clothed old man gasped, and shouted: "The idea is tricky, let's go."

Middle-aged strong men were not Jiang Feng's all-in-one opponents, so how could they be Jiang Feng's opponents? This made the gray-clothed old man feel like a storm in his heart, and he lost the courage to act.

Because he knew that in the face of absolute strength, no matter how many of them there were, they would be of no use at all.

And this also made the old man in gray feel horrified. Even though he had tried to overestimate Jiang Feng as much as possible, he still greatly underestimated Jiang Feng's strength. Jiang Feng was no longer something he could see through. Jiang Feng's cultivation was much higher than his, beyond what he could have imagined.

Several other people had long been thinking of retreating, and when they heard what the gray-clothed old man said, they turned around and ran away without saying a word.

"I didn't leave just now, are you leaving now?" Jiang Feng snorted coldly, and the figure disappeared from the spot in a flash. Soon, there were screams from several different directions.

Jiang Feng grabbed the gray-clothed old man's collar with one hand, lifted the gray-clothed old man's feet off the ground, looked at him like a dead man, and said, "Sure enough, the lesson from last time was not enough. If that's the case, let's do it once and for all this time." Make it up."