The Nine Godheads

"Hey..." Ma Chen stunned and looked at Ma Jia’s look. He was not stupid. He knew that if he would use the oxtail for gold sore medicine, he might be jealous. Second, someone might ask for himself. Get some medicine, three may also let some people think that this golden sore medicine is cheap, just thinking about how to say it is appropriate, just listen to Ma Jia smiled: "We helped Hong Bo boss to complete a small task, and my brother is a test, Didn't give money, so I don't know what price."

The leader nodded slightly and said: "Our medicine is running out. Since Ma Jiama is saying good, I don't think it will be bad. Let's see if the price is right, then everyone can buy a bottle."

When everyone followed Ma Jiama's two brothers, they came to the Hongji grocery store.

"Yeah, there are plaques and wine flags!" Ma Chen stunned and looked at the plaque that had a brilliance.

"Hong Shixiong's action is fast, only one day is gone, the wine flag has a lot of money." Ma Jia also said.

But as soon as I saw the three words of the grocery store, the leading black-faced man frowned. No matter what, it was expensive and not expensive, and there was nothing in the grocery store, but the medicine was better than the drug shop, but the weapon was better than the blacksmith shop. More than just the practice. In the middle of my heart, I shook my head secretly, and my heart was on the face of the two brothers of Ma Jiama, but I still looked away and left.

Then he entered the store.

Seeing Hong Xiaobao who was sleeping at the counter, he frowned.

"Hong boss, wake up, Hong boss?"

The black-faced man is called Chen Peng, and he has been in the late stage of the blood of the meat. It is the strongest among the people. It has always been the leader of the dormitory-based four-person squad. At this moment, see Xiao Xiaobao sleeping, gently Snorted.

Hong Xiaobao has already woken up. When he saw the guests, he immediately smiled: "Several people, what are the main points?"

Chen Peng did not pay attention to Hong Xiaobao. Since he came to the medicine rack, he was about to say something. His left hand shook slightly. Chen Peng bit his teeth and his right hand grabbed a few on his left arm. Wrinkled: "Hung Kee Tongque Golden Sore? Ma Jia, what are you talking about?"

"Oh..." Ma Jiayi, the medicine was loaded directly into the bowl yesterday, but he did not know if it was this. I looked at Hong Xiaobao at the moment.

Hong Xiaobao saw the two brothers, Ma Jiama, and they were about to say something, but they heard a slight bang. Hong Xiaobao looked straight and frowned. It turned out that Chen Peng opened a bottle of medicine directly.

In order not to lose the medicinal properties, the bottle mouth is sealed with wax, and this person did not buy it and opened it.

Chen Peng saw the dark green medicine inside and frowned. "This kind of thing also dares to sell Wulingjing. This shopkeeper is interesting." The bottle was stuffed and thrown back into the medicine rack. "Ma Jia, look for it." Let me take a look at the medicine you said."

"Oh..." Ma Jia’s face was a little embarrassed. Just after that, he had already seen the medicine in the bottle and said: "It’s just the one you just opened."

Chen Peng glanced at it and looked at the medicine he had thrown back. He looked at Ma Jia and Hong Xiaobao and suddenly smiled: "Oh, I was strange when you asked to join our team today. Ma Jia, you are playing the same hand. Good show. Hahahaha!"

Everyone is a glimpse, but Hong Xiaobao guessed what he was going to say, and his brow wrinkled.

"Chen brother, what do you mean?" The ridiculous Ma Jia in Chen Peng’s discourse also heard it, frowning.

"It's very simple. The damage of Ma Chen has already been good? Then I deliberately put on a wounded appearance in front of us, in order to lie to me to buy this black shop medicine!" Chen Peng sneered: "Ma Jia Ah Ma, we are not familiar, but we also have friendships. Can you live with this in your heart? I would like to know how many commissions will the **** shop owner give you every time you sell a bottle of medicine?"

"Oh..." Chen Peng's several brothers immediately became stunned: "No wonder! No wonder! I said that there is a drug that is so powerful, if it is not the boss, you have to be fooled once!"

"What a grandson! Hey!"

"You...you fart!!" Ma Jia was furious, and suddenly his face turned red and pointed to Chen Peng: "You, he fart!"

"Chen Peng, do you believe that Lao Tzu is yelling at you?" Ma Chen is angry, and he will immediately start.

"Hey? Not installed?" Chen Peng laughed and sneered at Ma Chen: "What are you talking about? Hey?"

Ma Dian Ma Jia and the two are not the opponents of Chen Peng. They are both real people. They can't stand this breath, but they can't stand it. At this moment, they are going to do it. One hand is pressing. Ma Dust.

"A big power!" Ma Chen was shocked. When he looked back, Hong Xiaobao stood up with a smile.

"Everyone, Mo hurts." Hong Xiaobao smiled and looked at Chen Peng: "This brother, you opened this medicine, some of the medicine is lost, either buy it, or lose a Lingjing, you see... ?"

"Ha ha ha ha! Hahahaha!" Chen Peng laughed, as if he heard the best laugh in the world: "What do you say?"

"Oh," Hong Xiaobao shrugged his shoulders. It doesn't matter: "It seems that this brother does not want to buy it, then he will lose a spirit."

"Don't lie, change it?" Chen Peng's laughter stopped suddenly: "If Lao Tzu doesn't give it?"

"This ......" Hung Andy a little embarrassed, he wants to beat this little bad cop, but the problem is their own halo of blood ah! After thinking about it, it’s a dilemma: “Give it, it’s hurt.”

"You are him again, nonsense, Laozi, dismantled your broken shop!" Chen Peng said: "Go!"

"Weak like a chicken, but the tone is not small," Yin Jiu sings, "This year's **** little boy is so arrogant."

When I heard the old man’s voice, Hong Xiaobao suddenly smiled and looked at the figure that was far away: “This brother, you can do this left hand on the next rainy night... Hehehehe.”

Chen Peng’s body suddenly slammed and slowly turned his head. His face was a little surprised: “What are you talking about?”

"Nothing is ok," Hong Xiaobao said. "What kind of person like the brothers, the purple blood snake and the iron gourd?"

Chen Peng changed his face and returned to the store in a few steps. He stared at Hong Xiaobao: "How do you know?"

"The old man is awesome!" Hong Xiaobao was happy, and he also had a sigh of relief in his heart. He just brushed the table and ignored Chen Peng.

"You are looking for death!" Chen Peng has been troubled by this incident for a long time. Today, part of the incident is actually due to the fact that these days are too heavy. At this moment, I saw Hong Xiaobao’s expression and immediately became angry and rushed to catch it. Lived Hong Xiaobao's collar.

The smile on the face of Hong Xiaobao, who has been smiling for a long time, converges a little. He blinks and his hand is on the hand of Chen Peng who grabs his collar. Chen Peng’s face changes immediately.

"The shop owner only has a good temper," Hong Xiaobao sneered, and his strength gradually increased: "Do you think this little black face is a soft persimmon?"