Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 10 This is my thing
When he came to a remote corner, he saw that the old man's clothes were worn out with hundreds of patches, his face was full of hunger, and he hadn't had enough to eat for a long time.

The old man was pleasantly surprised when he saw a customer coming to his booth.

Because his location is very remote, few guests will come here.

"What does the customer want to buy?" The old man's booth was filled with simple medicinal materials, only a few withered and yellow medicinal materials, no different from broken wooden sticks

Zheng Fan stared at these medicinal herbs, and after a while, he reached out and held a medicinal herb that looked like a withered and yellow tree branch, but was actually full of spiritual power, and said, "This one."

"This herb is 1 yuan." The old man quoted the price in his heart, but felt that the price was too high and the young man would not want it.

Zheng Fan didn't bargain, and said bluntly, "I want it."

This medicinal material looks ordinary, but it is actually one of the necessary medicinal materials for refining elixir.

Don't say [-], if there are [-] people who know the goods, millions will buy them.

Moreover, the old man had a special similarity with his dead mother, which made Zheng Fan unwilling to bargain.

Anyway, 1 yuan is just a number to Zheng Fan.

The old man didn't expect Zheng Fan to ask for it, so he was very happy, "Thank you benefactor, thank you benefactor."

His family is poor, and he has a grandson who is going to junior high school.

Now that tuition fees are urgently needed, seeing Zheng Fan buying the medicinal materials, he felt extremely happy.

The old man hadn't been happy for a long time, when a rough voice sounded, "Old man, this medicinal herb belongs to me, why are you so happy?"

While speaking, a thin man with a black dragon tattoo on his arm looked at Zheng Fan and said, "Little brother, you have a good eye. I spent a lot of effort to get this medicinal herb."

The old man was afraid of this man, but he still said: "Didn't you sell me this medicine for a thousand in the morning? Why do you say it's yours now?"

The tattooed man snorted coldly and said, "Old man, I asked you to keep it for me, lest you steal this medicinal material. Now that I'm back, this medicinal material is of course mine."

In fact, this medicinal herb was accidentally picked up by the tattooed youth.

Seeing that this medicinal herb was just a dead branch, no one would want it, he sold it to the old man by force, extorting money from him, saying that this medicinal herb could sell for [-] yuan.

Now seeing someone being taken advantage of to buy it, I naturally want to return the medicinal materials and sell them myself.

The old man's voice trembled, his heart heaved violently and he said: "How can you be so shameless as a human being? Do you want to show some face?"

"I'm such a disgusting human being, aren't you convinced?" The tattooed man didn't take the old man seriously, with a domineering look.

Apart from him, there is only one boy in the old man's family who is in junior high school. There is nothing terrible about this kind of person, besides, there is brother Bao behind him.

The drug dealers around saw the conversation between the old man and the tattooed man, and frowned slightly.

They knew that the tattooed man was disgusting and shameless, but they didn't dare to say anything.

If they speak up, they will cause unnecessary trouble.

Zheng Fan ignored the tattooed man's words, put the medicinal materials in his pocket, and handed the money to the old man, "1 yuan, see if there is any shortage."

The old man didn't expect that Zheng Fan would hand over the money to him, and he was moved, with tears in his eyes, "Don't count, I believe my benefactor will not lie to me."

Seeing Zheng Fan hand over the money to the old man, the tattooed man said sharply, "Boy, do you know what you're doing?"

While speaking, he stretched out his hands and grabbed the money in the old man's hand.

"This money doesn't belong to you." Zheng Fan said flatly, not paying attention to the tattooed man.

He stretched out his right hand and grasped the tattooed man's arm tightly.

"You fucking court death!" The tattooed man clenched his other hand into a fist and punched Zheng Fan on the forehead.

Without even looking at the tattooed man, Zheng Fan lifted his foot and kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying far away.

bang.

The tattooed man hit the wall heavily, with blood spilling from his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the old man showed concern and said, "Senpai, you have caused trouble."

"You take the money, get out of here." After Zheng Fan said this, he came to the tattooed man.

The tattooed man's eyes were bloodshot and resentful. He looked at Zheng Fan and said, "You brat, you dare to treat me like this, you will regret it."

"Regret?" Zheng Fan smiled contemptuously, raised his right foot and stepped on the tattooed man's arm, crushing his bones.

The tattooed man felt the pain coming from his arm, and let out a wailing sound like killing a pig.

"Brother Leopard will not let you go." The tattooed man yelled.

Zheng Fan laughed and said, "Brother Leopard, is that the yellow-haired boy?"

"You dare to say that Brother Bao is a yellow-haired boy. If you have the guts, you wait here. I will let Brother Bao come." Even though the tattooed man was beaten half to death by Zheng Fan, he still did not love Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan chuckled, "What are you? Why should I wait?"

He wasn't afraid of Brother Bao at all, and Brother Bao was beaten up by himself before.

Seeing that Zheng Fan didn't dare to wait here, the tattooed man thought he was afraid of Brother Bao, "You hit me, no matter how far you hide, Brother Bao will catch you."

Zheng Fan didn't bother to chat with the tattooed man, so he kicked him in the stomach, and he covered his stomach with both hands and wailed in pain.

Seeing Zheng Fan beating the tattooed man violently, the drug dealer was excited but also terrified.

Brother Leopard behind the tattooed man, almost no one dares to provoke him in this area, anyone who encounters him can only consider himself unlucky.

Now that Zheng Fan has beaten his subordinates, he probably will be in the hospital for the rest of his life.

"Black Snake, I heard that you earned 1000 yuan. We also have some valuable medicinal herbs here. Please sell them for me." A man with yellow hair and leopard print came humming a little song .

Behind him, followed by a dozen little bastards with colorfully dyed hair.

These little bastards walk like they're drunk.

When the drug dealers heard Brother Bao's voice, they shook their heads silently, thinking that the young man was unlucky.

Just after beating Black Snake, Brother Bao immediately followed.

I'm afraid I'm going to spend the rest of my life in the hospital.

"Brother Leopard, it's great that you're here, quickly stop that man and steal my money." Black Snake saw Brother Leopard coming, as if seeing a savior.

Brother Bao followed the eyes of the black snake, and saw Zheng Fan's back with a flat face, walking slowly towards the entrance of the medicinal material market.

"Damn, you're so arrogant, yet you're still so calm when you see me coming." Brother Bao was furious, and was about to teach Zheng Fan a lesson, to let him know not to be too arrogant.

Brother Bao waved his hand, and a dozen bastards behind him immediately went towards Zheng Fan, ready to see him stop him and not let him leave.

When they surrounded Zheng Fan, the smiles on their faces were stiff, their teeth chattering desperately, as if they had encountered a devil.

Seeing the reactions of these bastards, Brother Leopard frowned slightly and said, "A bunch of trash, with so many of us, we are actually afraid of one person."

(End of this chapter)