"Brother, you guys are in a tight situation lately, how many of you can support me?" the middle-aged man waved his hand.
The five young men following the middle-aged man took out their knives and pointed them at Zhang Junping.
"Haha! If you're short of money, it's easy to talk about it. You bring something and I'm satisfied. Giving you money is not better than you holding a knife and making blind gestures here?" Zhang Jun said with a flat smile.
"I don't know what you have to rely on, and I don't care what party you belong to.
When you enter this courtyard, if it's a dragon, you can hold it for me, if it's a tiger, you can lie down on your back." The middle-aged man said fiercely.
"If you want me to sit cross-legged or lie down, I'm afraid it won't work with these broken knives!" Zhang Junping shook his head with a smile.
"Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being rude. Zhuzi give him some blood." The middle-aged man ordered a young man.
"Boy, don't blame me for being stupid, it's just that you don't know how to lift!" The young man named Zhuzhu rushed to Zhang Junping, grinned and slashed at his shoulder with a knife.
Zhang Junping dodged sideways, then hit Zhu Zhu's arm with a hand knife, and then struck Zhu Zhu's face with a lightning whip, sending the pillar flying four to five meters away.
In the end, he passed out directly.
"Good boy, no wonder he is so arrogant, he turns out to be Lian Jiazi.
Come on together and do him!" The middle-aged man was startled and loudly ordered the others to come together.
Zhang Junping stepped forward quickly and kicked one of them away. Then he opened his bow with five lightning whips and whipped several of them away.
Don't tell me, this five-shot lightning whip is really easy to use.
Zhang Junping suddenly felt a chill on his back, and he swooped sideways and rolled to the side.
"boom!"
Followed by a gunshot.
The middle-aged man held a double-barreled shotgun, pointed it at Zhang Junping, and said with a ferocious expression: "Boy, aren't you a good shot? Shoot another one and let me see!"
Zhang Junping looked at the shotgun in the middle-aged man's hand and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Thanks for jumping far enough just now, otherwise the boat would have capsized in the gutter.
A shotgun is a shotgun, one shot at a time.
"Do you think your gun is faster, or mine?" Zhang Junping turned over his hand and took out a Makarov pistol, pointed it at the middle-aged man and asked with a smile.
"Who are you?" The middle-aged man's expression changed several times, and finally he asked.
"A man who passed by Xuecheng on a business trip and wanted to buy some souvenirs." Zhang Junping said yes, flipping his hand, another gun appeared in his hand, pointing at the five young people on the ground, "Don't move.
Otherwise, misunderstandings will easily occur, and if the gun goes off, everyone will look bad." Bayi Chinese website
When Zhang Junping pointed a gun at the five young men, they were suddenly frightened and sweating profusely. They lay on the ground and did not dare to move.
After a stalemate for a while, the middle-aged man put away his gun and asked, "Do you want more honey?"
"Yes! As many as you want!" Zhang Junping smiled.
"Do you want Bang Chui?"
"If you want a big product, just give it a try!"
"Do you want tiger bones and tiger whip?"
"want!"
"Okay! Please come in, distinguished guest, and let's talk in the room!" The middle-aged man bent down and respectfully invited Zhang Junping into the room.
Zhang Junping was not polite to him and walked directly into the room.
After entering, Zhang Junping took a quick glance, walked straight to the main seat, sat down, and patted the pistol on the table.
Looking at the middle-aged man who followed, he said calmly: "Take out your things and take a look!"
It was as if the fight and gun confrontation never happened.
"Okay, please wait a moment!" The middle-aged man agreed politely, and then winked at the five people who came after him.
After a while, several young men following the middle-aged man brought out six cyan jars from the next room.
Zhang Junping stood up, walked to the jar, opened the lid of the jar, held the jar with his hand, and took a look inside.
They are all high-quality linden tree honey and the crystallization of white flowers. They look very authentic.
"Yes, I want all of these!" Zhang Junping nodded and said to the middle-aged man: "But, how about this pretending to be a gift?
Otherwise, I won’t have much trouble!”
The middle-aged man just wanted to send Zhang Junping away as soon as possible, and said cheerfully: "It's funny, my jar of honey weighs twenty kilograms. Just give me twenty-two yuan. The jar is considered a gift."
"You just said that there are still tiger bones and tiger whips? I wonder if there are tiger skins?" Zhang Junping suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and looked at the middle-aged man and asked softly.
"Yes, tiger skin, tiger bone, tiger whip, a complete set." The middle-aged man winked at the person behind him again.
Several young people entered the back room and came out after a while carrying things.
Seeing the things in the hands of several people, Zhang Junping couldn't help but stand up from his chair given his current state of mind.
How many tigers have I caused trouble by relying on these dogs?
Five people, one holding a tiger skin in his hand.
Then I thought, that’s not right!
It is true that there are tigers here in Xuecheng, but they are not so numerous.
Zhang Junping looked at the tiger skin, touched his chin and pondered for a while, then asked tentatively: "Isn't this from domestic hunting?"
The middle-aged man was stunned and stared at Zhang Junping with his eyes wide open. His eyes couldn't help but reveal a fierce light again.
"Don't be nervous. It has nothing to do with me where you fought. It's just a random guess." Zhang Junping smiled and waved his hand.
Zhang Junping's confident look made the middle-aged man calm down again.
I have no choice but to remain calm, and I will be defeated again and again.
If you have a shotgun, you have little chance of winning against someone else's two pistols.
The most important thing is that the first shot he fired from behind was actually dodged by Zhang Junping.
He dare not provoke such a person again.
"You have good eyesight. These are indeed things you can't fight in China." Zhang Junping's words made the middle-aged man quickly put away the fierce look in his eyes, lowered his head and admitted with a smile.
"If you can hit a tiger from a two-headed eagle, I will only admire you as a hero.
So, you don’t have to worry about me reporting you or anything." Zhang Junping smiled and reassured.
Snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths, and China and the double-headed eagle have a long border.
Although there are border patrols, there are always areas that cannot be taken care of.
"Actually, it doesn't matter if you report him, we didn't do anything else, we just went hunting.
Who knows where the prey is in the deep mountains and old forests?" the middle-aged man said nonchalantly.
However, his eyes betrayed him, it was definitely not as simple as hunting across the border.
However, Zhang Junping didn't want to be troublesome. He just came to buy honey and pick up the missing ones.
"Aren't there still tiger bones and tiger whips? Take them out together!"
The five young men put the tiger skin on the table, turned around and went into the back room and took out five celadon jars.
"Well, the tiger penis has been soaked in wine, and there is a wild ginseng in it that is more than twenty years old."
Looking at the five cyan porcelain jars, Zhang Junping cursed secretly and asked calmly: "Well! How much do you plan to sell this jar of medicinal wine?"
"Please give me five hundred yuan for this medicinal wine!
Tiger skin, two thousand yuan a piece, no bargaining!
Tiger bones cost a thousand yuan each!"
"Okay! I'll deliver the things to the city government guest house at the price you mentioned." Zhang Junping said simply.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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