Ding Huan came to Shengdao Street after making some inquiries.
In Bianxing Talisman Pavilion, Ding Huan stood at the door of this shop and scanned in with his spiritual mind. He found that talismans were sold inside, and secretly thought that this was the shop.
He turned his spiritual thoughts and quickly spotted Yan Mei and the others in the distance. Yan Mei was talking on the street.
Three city patrol guards were cleaning up the corpses, and Ding Huan knew that these four corpses were probably killed by Lao Liu.
Ding Huan was very satisfied with Yan Mei's words. Yan Mei was very smart and knew what he wanted to do. This helped him say everything.
Ding Huan withdrew his spiritual thoughts and walked into the Fuqi Pavilion.
I glanced around and saw that all kinds of talismans were sold here, but the first-level talismans were relatively good.
As for the second-level talismans, there are one or two, both of which are locked by low-level restrictions. They seem to be the treasures of the store.
Ding Huan's eyes fell on a talisman pen. This should be a low-level magic weapon.
"What do fellow Taoists want?" After Ding Huan had been watching for a long time, a waiter came up and asked.
Ding Huan pointed to a first-level vine talisman and asked:
"How to sell this level of winding vine charm?"
"Three crystals," the waiter said.
"Show it to me." Ding Huan said naturally and calmly.
The waiter looked at Ding Huan in surprise and then shook his head:
"If you don't buy it, I won't show it to you."
Ding Huan's spiritual thoughts fell on this winding vine talisman. He felt that the quality was average, and it should not be as good as the first-level talisman made by himself.
Thinking of this, he took out a talisman and handed it to the clerk:
"Look at my talisman."
"Is this a first-level fireball talisman?" The clerk looked at the talisman in his hand and recognized it immediately.
What surprised him was that this fireball talisman was better than the first-level talisman in his shop.
"How much does your store charge for this talisman?" Ding Huan asked.
The clerk put down the talisman and said calmly: "A spar."
Ding Huan chuckled: "You want three crystals when you sell them to me. I sell my better things to you, but you only accept one crystal. You insist on doing this business."
"You're welcome." The waiter didn't care at all about Ding Huan's tone.
Ding Huan did not leave, but took out a baggage and threw it on the counter. I have two hundred of these talismans, are you sure you don't want to accept them?
The waiter was startled and immediately wanted to take Ding Huan's baggage.
Ding Huan pressed his hand:
"Give me a normal price. If you can't give me a price, ask your boss. If your boss can't give you a price, I'll leave."
Ding Huan's mind had already scanned a pair of eyes staring at him inside. Judging from this guy's aura, this should be a fourth-level gene...
No, we can’t say he is a genetic monk here, but he is a fourth level Qi practitioner.
After seeing Ding Huan take out a pile of first-level talismans, this guy sent a message.
"How much do you want to sell for?" A middle-aged man came out as the voice came out.
It seemed that in order to suppress Ding Huan, as soon as this guy came out, Ding Huan could feel the oppressive aura from this guy.
Ding Huan thought in his heart, he really didn't want to be hard.
But the boss doesn't seem to want to pay the price to get his talismans.
Also, in this extremely chaotic West Wind City, there are too many robberies.
He is a person of unknown origin and carries so many talismans. Naturally, people want to test him.
"One talisman and two crystal stones, if you succeed, I will give it to you. If not, I will leave." Ding Huan finished speaking and grabbed the bag.
The middle-aged man snorted, and a powerful aura rushed directly towards Ding Huan.
Ding Huan stood without moving, not even letting his clothes flutter.
The middle-aged man's expression changed, and the test results told him that Ding Huan was much stronger than him.
At this time, two thugs were already standing at the door. The middle-aged man was sure that he and the two thugs would not be Ding Huan's opponent.
"Fellow Taoist, I have accepted all these talismans at your price."
The middle-aged man was very alert and changed his mind without hesitation when he knew he was facing a tough situation.
Ding Huan threw the bag into the middle-aged man's hand:
"Two crystals and one talisman was the price just now. Now it's three crystals and one talisman. Please count them. I have limited time."
"Friend, our store only sells it for this price. If you give us three crystal stones, we won't make any profit at all..."
The middle-aged man's face looked a bit ugly.
Ding Huan also snorted coldly, and the powerful monk's aura crushed him. The middle-aged man felt a huge hammer hit his chest, causing him to fall back involuntarily.
Fortunately, that oppressive aura quickly disappeared, otherwise, he would definitely spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Do you still have any objections? If you keep talking nonsense, the price will increase again."
Ding Huan looked at the middle-aged man with a sarcastic tone.
"No, no objection." This guy has been hanging out on Shengdao Street all year round. How could this guy not know that there is some serious trouble coming to Shengdao Street?
If he dared to resist, it would be a trivial matter for his shop to be robbed the next moment, and he might even lose his life here.
"Very good, there are a total of two hundred and three first-level talismans in this bag. I'll be generous and round up a round number for you, even if it's 210 talismans. I'll give you six hundred and fifty crystals, okay?
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Ding Huan looked like he would be fine even if he suffered a little loss.
This middle-aged man looked sad:
"Fellow Taoist, there's no need to round up the numbers. Let's calculate them based on two hundred and three talismans. A total of..."
Ding Huan's face darkened:
"Why, you're the shopkeeper, why don't you bully me to settle accounts? Do you want to blackmail me?"
"Don't dare." The middle-aged man felt a strong murderous intention.
Almost as soon as he said these two words, he took out a box and quickly counted out 650 crystal stones and handed them to Ding Huan.
Ding Huan threw the crystal into his backpack, then looked at his boss and smiled:
"Today is the last time you bully a guest. Be more honest next time. Remember, you don't have a second chance."
Just as Ding Huan finished saying this, he heard loud noises in the distance. He swept over with his mind and found that Yan Mei and Lao Liu were surrounded by a group of people.
The fun was about to begin. Ding Huan walked out of the store with his bag on his back.
"Master Yuan, are we going to let this go?" As soon as Ding Huan left, the waiter asked eagerly.
Master Yuan looked at Ding Huan's back and said in a cold tone:
"A mere qi-training ant dares to take advantage of our store. Let him wait. You two keep an eye on him to see where he goes."
The last sentence was addressed to the two strong men standing at the door.
These two strong men were called by the middle-aged man and prepared to restrain Ding Huan together. However, they found that Ding Huan's strength was not something they could resist, so they did not dare to take action.
…
At this moment, Yan Mei and Lao Liu were surrounded by a group of people, and the three veterans who patrolled the city were trembling with fear.
"Those who dare to kill our Iron Power League will live forever."
A thick and strong man came out and stared at Yan Mei coldly.
"Leader Ji, we all support you if you take action. Let's take action together and kill these city patrol dogs."
As the leader of the Iron Power Alliance spoke, there was immediate support from the crowd.
This support was like a fuse. Originally there were only about 20 people in the Iron League, but now hundreds of people came and shouted.
People kept coming out of the shops on both sides to join the Iron Alliance.
It was as if the Tieli League was the official body of justice, while Yan Mei, Lao Liu and the three patrolling guards were criminals.
Ding Huan watched from a distance and couldn't help feeling sad for these people.
People rob their things and kill their people, but they still want to support them.
"Uncle Qi, many shops have come to support us. Do we want to..."
Seeing a large number of people surrounding the city guard, the woman at the only grocery store couldn't help but want to come out.
Before she finished speaking, she was stopped by Uncle Qi, whose beard and hair were all white, as if he was worried that she would really go out:
"Forget it, let's see. Besides, if you go up now, you can't gain favors from others."
"Lao Liu, what should I do?" Yan Mei was a little frightened.
His strength is average, and once a fight breaks out, he may not even be able to defeat a member of the Iron Power Alliance.
"What should we do? Kill." After Lao Liuhun said this casually, he opened his mouth and sprayed out dozens of water arrows.
The seven or eight members of the Iron Power League standing at the front suddenly spurted blood from their brows and fell down without any warning.
In addition to the members of the Iron Power Alliance, there were five other guys who stepped forward to help, but they were also sprayed to death by Lao Liu's water arrows.
Some of the people who were about to rush over saw a dozen people dead in a blink of an eye, so they quickly stopped and started to retreat.
They came to help, not because the Iron Power League really had such great appeal, but because the Iron Power League was very cruel.
Now that they have come to help, we can also establish a relationship in the future. If something happens to the Iron Alliance, we can talk about it.
Who wants to lag behind when something is effortless and can get favors.
Now that we have discovered that things are not effortless and may even cost lives, no one is willing to come forward.
The leader of the Iron Power Alliance never thought that a monkey would dare to take action. When he saw more than a dozen people around him being killed, he became furious.
He grabbed the long knife and whipped up a gust of wind.
At this moment, Yan Mei felt that the strong wind was full of swords. Before the strong wind even hit him, blood marks began to appear on his skin...
"Lao Liu..." Yan Mei was frightened and called Lao Liu eagerly.
Lao Liu could only spray out a few water arrows and then retreat crazily.
It can't stop the strong wind and sword light, so it needs to retreat first. As for Yan Mei, just wish yourself good luck.
A bloody light exploded, followed by a scream.
Everyone looked at Yan Mei, because just now the fierce wind sword light of the leader of the Tieli League was struck at Yan Mei.
What confused everyone was that Yan Mei was also shocked, but Yan Mei was looking at the leader of the Iron Power Alliance.
When the blood spurted out from the leader of the Iron Sword Alliance, everyone realized that it was the leader of the Iron Power Alliance who had screamed just now.
"Plop!" The leader of the Iron Power Alliance fell to the ground, and everyone discovered that his back was split open with a knife at some point.
Chapter completed!