I picked up skill fragments in the demon world

Chapter 587: Killing Intent

Why wouldn't Zhang Chen want to eat better? He didn't have a masochistic fetish.

Sure enough, upon hearing Zhang Chen's words, he couldn't help but burst into anger, scolding loudly: "The Shen family is simply bullying people too much. Don't be afraid, I will definitely stand up for you."

"Big brother, you are simply too good to me, making me feel like I have a family." Zhang Chen looked at Zhang Gaoqiu, his eyes red, looking grateful and tearful, as if tears were about to fall at any moment.

Zhang Gaoqiu was now trying to win Zhang Chen's trust, and then take the opportunity to plot against Zhang Chen. After hearing Zhang Chen's words, he thought that his wooing of Zhang Chen had worked, and couldn't help but reveal a smug smile: "Hahaha, we are family, why should you and I be so polite? If they look down on you, they are looking down on me, and they are also looking down on the Zhang family."

Zhang Chen was so moved that he couldn't control himself. He looked at the excited Zhang Gaoqiu with his eyes, and took the opportunity to say: "Big brother, I have been short of money recently and my hands are a little tight…"

Zhang Chen rubbed his hands, looking at Zhang Gaoqiu with a face full of anticipation.

Zhang Gaoqiu took out a stack of silver notes from his sleeve carelessly and handed it to Zhang Chen casually: "This is ten thousand taels of silver, you can use it as you please. If it's not enough, come and ask me again."

Looking at the ten thousand taels of silver notes in his hand, Zhang Chen was overjoyed and thought to himself: "I'll collect some interest first!"

The two returned to the Shen family with their own agendas. Sure enough, after that day, Zhang Chen's meals returned to their former delicacies the next day.

Little Bean Sprout looked at the meals delivered by the servants, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "What is the Shen family doing? The day before yesterday, they gave us food that lower-class servants eat, why did they restore the top-class delicacies today?"

Zhang Chen, who was on the side, said with a smile: "Perhaps some great philanthropist has helped us."

As they were talking, suddenly there was a sound of jingling jade pendants. A beautiful woman with a peerless appearance walked in from outside the courtyard: "Brother Chen, we meet again. I noticed before that the servants below were ignorant and dared to offend the distinguished guests of the Shen family, so I came here to apologize to you."

Zhang Chen looked at the person who came. The woman imitated the language of Dream of the Red Chamber from the perspective of clothing, demeanor, and temperament. She wore a phoenix crown inlaid with emeralds, and the drooping beads swayed gracefully; around her neck was a red-gold coiled dragon necklace, and she wore a long pleated skirt of gold-woven red satin, and a pair of thick-soled embroidered shoes with black satin and pink soles. A pair of phoenix eyes were majestic without anger, and two curved willow leaf eyebrows revealed dignity. Her figure was plump, her temperament was graceful, and her face was calm and full of majesty. Her voice was calm when she spoke, and her gestures showed nobility.

Zhang Chen knew this woman. He had seen her at the Old Madam's place before. She was the current mistress of the Shen Mansion: Wang Xifeng.

Somewhere in a remote pavilion

Zhang Gaoqiu was looking at a document in his hand. Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps. Shen Ling walked over angrily from a distance. Before she arrived, her scolding voice had already come: "Zhang Gaoqiu, what do you mean? Why did you complain to Aunt and ask people to restore that savage's meals?"

Zhang Gaoqiu looked at Shen Ling, who was full of anger, put away the letter casually, showed a smug smile, stretched out his hand to hold Shen Ling's hands, and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't worry, I have my own plan! I have now deceived that kid and gained his trust. It will be more secure for us to frame him at a critical moment in the future. Right now, we are just using some small favors to buy him off, which is more cost-effective for us."

Zhang Gaoqiu recounted the experience in the Nine-Story Building that day, and then told Shen Ling about his plan.

"When are you going to do it?" Shen Ling stared at Zhang Gaoqiu and asked.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to break that restriction and obtain that secret treasure, and perhaps this kid will need to contribute in the future. Let's wait a little longer for now. If I can't break that restriction and obtain the recognition of that secret treasure, I can deceive that kid to take action at that time. Then we will frame that kid and take the treasure back!" Zhang Gaoqiu's voice was full of smugness.

Shen Ling felt a little relieved when she heard this, and then said: "What is your plan?"

"Send a beauty to that kid." Zhang Gaoqiu said: "When he tarnishes the woman's innocence, what face will he have to mention the marriage contract again?"

"Ordinary women are probably not suitable. The selected woman's status must be high enough, otherwise she will be suppressed by the family and directly added to that kid as a concubine, which would be fulfilling him instead." A hint of disgust appeared in Shen Ling's eyes.

"I think the First Madam, Wang Xifeng, is suitable. If he tarnishes Wang Xifeng, the Old Master will skin him alive. What face will he have to stay in the Shen family at that time?" Zhang Gaoqiu's voice was full of coldness.

When Zhang Gaoqiu said this, seeing that Shen Ling's eyes were not quite right, he quickly explained: "It's not really tarnishing, it's just that we catch him in the act when that kid is about to make a move."

"No! You are so bold as to set your sights on my mother. If something goes wrong, I'm afraid the situation will not be something that the two of us can control." Shen Ling refused quickly when she heard this.

"Ordinary women are probably not high enough in status. At that time, the Shen family will directly bestow the woman to him in order to quell the incident, which would be fulfilling him instead." Zhang Gaoqiu said.

"There is still some time, let's carefully consider the target again. Choosing the First Madam is too dangerous." Shen Ling said.

Zhang Chen's small courtyard

Zhang Chen looked at Wang Xifeng and quickly stood up and bowed: "Greetings, Aunt."

Wang Xifeng said with a smile: "The servants below are ignorant and have embezzled the distinguished guests' food expenses. My aunt's family has a big business and the supervision is not strict, so they actually did such a conscienceless thing."

Looking at the woman in front of him, who was full of wealth and spring, Zhang Chen thought to himself: "She is really like a fairy. She is clearly dignified and majestic, but she has a kind of indescribable flirtatious taste!"

"Aunt is joking. It is inevitable that there are places where management is not strict in a big family. When there are too many people in the mansion, it is inevitable that there will be good and bad people mixed together. This matter cannot be blamed on Aunt." Zhang Chen glanced over Wang Xifeng's curvy figure, and a trace of inexplicable heat appeared in his heart, but it was instantly cut off by him, and a trace of coolness surged into his heart.

In terms of appearance, neither Xie Lingyun nor the Imperial Daughter was worse than Wang Xifeng, but they lacked the flirtatious taste of Wang Xifeng.

Wang Xifeng ordered her subordinates to tie the stewards and servants into the courtyard and said to Zhang Chen: "Brother Zhang, I have already brought the people here. They have offended you, so you can just say how to punish them. It would not be an exaggeration to beat these servants to death."

The group of stewards and servants were now full of fear, kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, with snot and tears flowing down their faces, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

Hearing Wang Xifeng's words, Zhang Chen's mouth curled up in a trace of cold smile: "Since that's the case, Aunt, why don't you just beat them all to death? What's the use of keeping these servants?"

Wang Xifeng was stunned when she heard this, a hint of astonishment appeared in her eyes, and then she came back to her senses, with an embarrassed look on her face: "It's a bit too much to beat them to death. These people have old people above them and young people below them, and it's not easy for them. Why don't we give them thirty strokes each, which will take half of their lives."

"Thank you for your kindness, First Madam!"

"Thank you for your kindness, First Madam!"

… …

The stewards and servants knelt on the ground and thanked them.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen smiled at Wang Xifeng: "As Aunt said."

The next thing was simple. Wang Xifeng talked to Zhang Chen about some family matters, and after saying some words of concern, she bid farewell and left.

After walking out of Zhang Chen's Lychee Garden, Wang Xifeng sighed softly: "As expected, a tiger father has no dog son. This kid is really not simple, what a cruel heart!"

Inside Lychee Garden

Zhang Chen looked into the distance, staring at Wang Xifeng's departing figure, with a trace of thought in his eyes, but he didn't say much.

Zhang Chen's figure flashed, and he had disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he had already arrived at the Dragon Tiger Escort Agency in Jinling City.

The Dragon Tiger Escort Agency is located in the most prosperous place in Jinling City. It covers an area of ​​dozens of acres and looks like a large manor. There are eight escorts guarding the door, and stewards are constantly welcoming and sending people off at the door. The business in front of the escort agency is booming.

Zhang Chen thought of Chen Ping. He wondered how Chen Ping was doing now. He was now clueless about the various factions in Jinling City and needed a local to help him sort things out, so he thought of Chen Ping.

"Young master, are you here at the escort agency to escort people or goods?" Just as Zhang Chen was standing in front of the escort agency looking around, a steward came up and asked respectfully.

The escort agency ventures into the world and relies on friends for a living. It has to deal with all kinds of people. The other party did not look down on Zhang Chen because he was wearing coarse cloth clothes.

"I have an old friendship with your young master. I have come to visit today. Please inform me, steward." Zhang Chen took out the token Chen Ping had left for him.

After seeing the token, the steward's attitude became even more respectful: "Reporting to you, young master, our young master went to the Northern Territory to escort goods three years ago, and has not returned yet. You can leave an address, and I will inform you when our young master returns."

"Hasn't returned yet?" Zhang Chen was stunned when he heard this.

The steward was best at observing words and expressions. Seeing the change in Zhang Chen's expression, he tentatively said: "You can come to the escort agency with the token, so you are a friend of the escort agency. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me, and the escort agency will definitely not refuse if it can help you."

"No need!" Zhang Chen put away the token and then said: "Tell your young master that someone named Zhang Chen came to look for him."

After saying that, Zhang Chen turned and left, disappearing into the vast crowd. It was just that there were too many coincidences in this world. At this moment, a familiar figure came into Zhang Chen's eyes.

Zhang Chen saw the other party, and the other party also saw Zhang Chen. The two of them looked at each other. That person was Liu Ji, the village chief of the small village in the past. He didn't expect to meet him here again by accident.

To be able to meet an old friend thousands of miles away, and to meet so coincidentally, one has to say that the mystery of fate.

It's just that a trace of killing intent was flowing in Zhang Chen's heart. After all, Liu Ji had joined the Yellow Turban Dao, and the relationship between himself and the Yellow Turban Dao was dirty. Once his whereabouts were exposed, he would not be at peace.