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Chapter seventy-eight

This training room is the most valuable room in the martial arts hall. Now the entire wall has been destroyed by Qianye's punch. Such a big movement has already alarmed most of the martial arts hall. They don't know what happened at this time, but

Whether it's a guest practicing Cha Qi or a malfunction of the facilities in the room, it's always a big trouble.

As soon as several martial arts disciples entered the door, they were stunned. They actually saw the scenery in the back garden, and for a moment they thought they were hallucinating.

This scene was difficult to explain, so Qianye simply took out a half-foot-square black crystal, put it directly into the hands of a martial arts disciple, said, "This is compensation," and left in a hurry.

The whole uncut original black crystal was more than enough to fill the training room. Before those disciples could recover from the shock, they forgot to stop Qianye from leaving.

But the disciple holding Heijing was suddenly a little confused. The guest didn't seem to have a backpack. Where did such a big box come from? He looked at the things in his arms and then at the colorful back garden in front of him, feeling that his brain

A little unable to turn.

Until Qianye walked far away, a female disciple suddenly let out a sigh and pulled out a thick steel plate from the ruins. There was a big hole in the center of the steel plate, and a layer of broken rubber was stuck to it.

She looked at it several times before saying, "This...is this a steel doll? How did it become like this?"

Several disciples repeatedly identified it and finally determined that this steel plate was a steel doll used to practice fighting skills. However, the flatness did not appear to be caused by human bombardment, but rather it seemed that it had been repeatedly run over by a group of heavy trucks.

The martial arts disciples looked at the steel plate and then at the training room that was missing a wall. They always felt that their eyesight was a bit unreliable today.

Qianye didn't expect that his casual punch would cause such a big noise. Fortunately, he got away quickly, otherwise there would be no explanation. After this incident, Qianye lost the mood to continue shopping and went straight back to the hotel.

When night fell, Wang Youyuan was standing respectfully in front of a middle-aged man.

The man had a clear face, slender eyes, and a rather kind-hearted look. However, Wang Youyuan didn't even dare to take a breath in front of him.

The middle-aged man pondered, tapping the table with his knuckles, and after a moment he slowly said: "I, Zhao Clan, have very strict rules, and you know that."

Wang Youyuan hurriedly bowed and said: "Master Zhao, these rules must be strictly observed within the Zhao family, but if you go outside, you might as well make some changes."

The middle-aged man just snorted and looked pale.

Wang Youyuan bent down lower, and his voice became softer, "Look, this is mithril! I know that other things can't be seen by you. Now the city lord...not from now on...you have to rely on

You?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Youyuan, his expression slightly relaxed.

Seeing this, Wang Youyuan hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and said: "Sir, the war in our family is now in an emergency. Handing over materials such as mithril can not only be exchanged for gold coins at the same price, but most importantly, it can be credited! Besides, that kid's secret is worth 30,000 gold coins.

I took out the silver casually, maybe I still have some goods on hand."

The middle-aged man was silent and suddenly asked: "Who is that person from?"

"It's my first time for a foreigner to come to Libin, and I don't have a guarantor."

When Wang Youyuan mentioned guarantee at that time, he was not just asking casually. Generally speaking, for large-scale transactions of more than 10,000 gold coins, unless both parties are long-term business partners who know the ins and outs, they will each hire a guarantor. Such barter, in fact,

It is equivalent to two transactions, and it is also necessary to prevent problems with the quality of the goods or receiving stolen goods.

It doesn’t mean that a trading firm with the Zhao Clan sign does not dare or cannot collect stolen goods, but that kind of thing cannot be done openly. There is a big difference between formal business and underground trading procedures. Qianye has been in Yongye Continent for many years.

, have no experience at all in this area.

After Wang Youyuan chatted with Qianye for a few words, he could tell that he was not a legitimate businessman. It would have been fine if it was just a cash transaction. However, what the other party brought out was high-purity solid mithril. The origin of such a thing in the hands of a hunter must not be legitimate, so

In Wang Youyuan's eyes, it was equivalent to a pile of ownerless wealth.

The middle-aged man over there, Zhao Youping, struggled for a moment, and finally nodded slowly and said: "Then go ahead and clean up. I will arrange for someone to watch over you."

Wang Youyuan's face suddenly burst into laughter, and he said repeatedly: "Don't worry, I guarantee that this matter will be handled properly! Just in time, I heard that Ma Sandao has also arrived in Libin, and he is a ruthless man.

It has been many years before the war general. If I am sure to convince him to take action, then this matter will be a sure thing."

Zhao Youping frowned slightly and said: "Ma San Dao? I heard that this guy has a group of horse bandits outside the city. He is not an easy guy to get along with. If he gets involved in this matter, I'm afraid there will be trouble."

"

Wang Youyuan smiled and said: "I know something about this Ma San Dao. A guy who is greedy for money has some credibility in his work. As long as he gives enough money, everything will be easy. In addition, his nephew works in our trading company.

With these two levels of relationship, what else can go wrong?”

While Zhao Youping was deep in thought, Wang Youyuan said again: "Even if he has other ideas, by the time this transaction is completed, you will probably already be the lord of the city. By then, he will just be honest and discerning. If not, then don't blame us.

Cruel and ruthless!"

Zhao Youping nodded slowly and said, "Okay, let's do it like this. I will mobilize a platoon of city guards to cooperate with you, just in case."

"Sir, just wait for the news!" Wang Youyuan left the study, his steps even more brisk.

A woman's sneer came from the room, "This old boy, although he has a foreign surname, is quite well-behaved. I will send you a certificate of surrender." A good-looking young woman had been standing behind Zhao Youping, and she just came out at this time.

Voice.

Wang Youyuan rushed over and offered such a thing, of course, not only because he wanted to get a little dividend after the event was completed. What he did was actually quite risky. It was not that there was any trouble in burying a foreigner with no foundation, but

If Zhao Youping turns against him, Wang Youyuan will be punished by the Zhao Clan Law Enforcement Hall.

The chief executive of Xinglong Trading Company was famous for his kind-faced appearance and hard-working heart, but he didn't expect that he could be so cruel to him. Seeing that the old city lord was about to die, he was worried that his position would not be stable, so he came here to tell Zhao Youping, the popular candidate for city lord.

I gave you such a benefit to show my surrender.

"Go check it out. If what Wang Youyuan said is right, tell Li Liu to cooperate with him." Zhao Youping still looked calm, but in his heart he was quite pleased with Wang Youyuan's show of goodwill.

However, Zhao Youping became a little upset when he thought about the position of city lord. The clan has not been very peaceful in recent years. The Cheng En Gong family has gradually gained a firm grip on power.

Bearing the surname Zhao, it becomes less and less beneficial. If you can get 10,000 or 20,000 gold coins this time, it will be a small help. No matter how much you spend to find a job, it is not too much.

Seeing that Zhao Youping was deep in thought, the woman did not dare to disturb him and quietly left the study.

The next day, after Qianye finished his morning exercise, he continued to wander around the city. Libin City is the place of Shangfu, and you might be able to find good things like deer bone powder.

The deer bone powder of Yunxiang Deer is not rare in the place of production, but in the Evernight Continent, it is a specialized supply. Medicines such as Zhu Yuanxiang that are helpful for cultivation and corresponding medicinal materials can only be exclusively supplied by the Expeditionary Force.

This franchise was not granted by the Empire explicitly, but on the Evernight Continent, the Expeditionary Force's ban was of course effective. Since the supply was completely controlled by the Expeditionary Force, the price of such drugs was not only much higher than in the mainland, but not everyone could buy it.

Based on the current relationship between Blackstream City and the Expeditionary Force Headquarters, it is very likely that the 7th Division's quota will be stuck.

In this case, Qianye transported a batch of deer bone powder back, which is very convenient for both selling and personal use.

Qianye walked and looked at it, thinking about adding something else. After the transaction of the solid mithril, there should be a price difference of several thousand gold coins. If he bought anything else, it would be within this amount.

When he was at the altar in the main hall, there was no Anduya space, and the capacity of his backpack was limited, so he only took some rare materials. Mithril in it was considered a common resource, and some were so rare that the source could not be explained. And those were only available in specific locations on specific continents.

He didn't want to just sell the newly produced minerals.

Qianye had just turned into an alley when a young man suddenly rushed towards him.

The young man seemed to be in a hurry, so he ran very fast. When he passed by Qianye, he seemed to stumble, his body tilted, and he suddenly bumped into Qianye.

Qianye grew up in a garbage dump. He had never seen any tricks before. He had already noticed that the other party seemed to be busy, but in fact his feet were very stable and he could not control his body at all. At that moment, Qianye turned his body slightly to one side and let the boy pass.

After a collision, he grabbed the opponent's wrist with his backhand.

The boy's movements were extremely swift. When his wrist was caught, half of his hand was already inserted into Qianye's pocket.

The young man's right hand was grabbed, and he immediately tried his best to struggle a few times, but Qianye's hand grasped his wrist like an iron pliers and did not move at all.

"Let me go!" the boy screamed.

Qianye looked at the young man calmly and did not let go.

The young man suddenly opened his voice and shouted: "Here comes someone! Foreigners are robbing and killing people!"

Qianye's face suddenly turned cold. There were chaotic footsteps around the alley, and several big men who looked like street gangsters appeared and blocked both ends of the alley.

At this moment, the young man saw someone coming, and a dagger suddenly appeared in his other hand that could still move, and stabbed Qianye's waist and eye fiercely. His knife was fast and hard, and the part he took was particularly vicious. For ordinary people,

If stabbed, it would be enough to kill him with one knife.

When the dagger was inserted, the young man did not forget to continue shouting loudly: "Killing! Foreigners are killing!"

Qianye watched expressionlessly as the boy stabbed his waist with a knife. The dagger was very sharp, not as sharp as a non-Force weapon. It pierced the hem of the tactical jacket, just around the edge of the inner armor, and stabbed Qianye hard.

Night's waist was stabbed so hard that the skin and flesh sank slightly.

But that was it, not even a drop of blood appeared.

But the young man felt as if his knife had been pierced into a rock. His hand was so shaken that it hurt, and he almost fell out of his hand with the dagger, let alone continued to stab it.

Qianye put a little more force on his hand, and there was a click, and the boy's wrist bones were crushed to pieces. Before the boy could scream, Qianye grabbed the hand holding the dagger again and crushed all the bones in the same way.


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