In an x-bar diagonally across from Mengmeng Cosmetics flagship store, a man and a woman were sitting opposite each other on the window seats, drinking coffee while watching the commotion at the entrance of the flagship store.
The man with yellow hair on his head was the same one who attacked the woman who jumped in line at the entrance of the flagship store a few minutes ago. The young woman sitting opposite him wearing a suspender miniskirt turned out to be the person who cut in line just now!
Who would have thought that the two people who were fighting just now would now be sitting together in X Bak.
And looking at them, they seem quite familiar.
Xiao Huangmao raised his eyebrows at the woman: "Ali, how was my acting skill just now?"
"You have the nerve to say that my face still hurts!" The woman suddenly frowned, with a look of displeasure on her face.
Xiao Huangmao reached over, gently scratched the back of Ali's hand with his fingers, and smiled obscenely: "I will make it up to you."
"Crack!"
Ali patted Xiao Huangmao's hand, leaned back, crossed her legs, looked at Xiao Huangmao and asked: "Compensation? How do you want to compensate?"
"Hehehe..." Xiao Huangmao chuckled, "How else can I compensate? Of course it's the kind of compensation of 'you know my strengths and weaknesses, and I know your depths'."
"Pooh!"
Ali spat.
Xiao Huangmao leaned forward slightly and looked at Ali with fiery eyes. He glanced at the latter and felt his mouth go dry for a while.
There was a soft sound and a hand pressed on his shoulder.
"Who the hell are you! I just..."
Xiao Huangmao immediately turned around and was about to spray.
However, as soon as he turned around, he was stunned and his voice suddenly stopped.
Behind him, stood a young man wearing white casual clothes and a warrior haircut, looking at him with cold eyes.
Behind the young man, there were actually several strong men with big muscles and round waists, fleshy faces, and a strong aura all over their bodies. There were colorful tattoos on their necks and wrists.
The little yellow-haired pupils shrank slightly.
Judging from the dress and temperament of these people, it is obvious that they are people from the underground world.
Can't afford it!
"Gudu!"
Xiao Huangmao was immediately frightened, swallowed his saliva, forced out a smile and said: "Brother, have you found the wrong person?"
"Let me introduce myself, my name is Ye Xing," the young man grinned and patted Xiao Huangmao's shoulder, "You can also call me, Prince."
Prince!
Upon hearing this name, Xiao Huangmao was immediately frightened and trembled.
Who in the underground world of Dragon City doesn’t know the name of the prince? He is one of the four kings of the Brilliant Society, the son of the North King Ye Hantian. Although he is not yet thirty years old, with his iron blood and ruthless methods, he has already made a name for himself in the world.
The underground world has created a lot of fame and is regarded as an idol by countless young people, including Xiao Huangmao.
But at this moment, he was not at all happy to see his "idol". Instead, he was panicking to death, stammering, and couldn't even say a complete sentence: "Tai, Prince brother, I, I, I..."
"take away."
The prince didn't say much, just uttered two words, put his hands in his pockets and turned around to leave.
Several strong men immediately swarmed up, grabbed Xiao Huangmao and Ali, and left.
The two of them screamed and screamed, but after receiving an electric cannon, they became completely honest and were forcibly taken out of the X-Buck and stuffed into a Lexus parked on the roadside.
Ye Xing walked at the end, hugging his fists at the frightened customers and clerks inside the store, then walked out of the store and closed the door.
"Let's go."
Ye Xing got into the passenger seat of Lexus and waved his hand.
"Buzz!"
With a roar, the Lexus started to leave.
Ye Xing took out his mobile phone, edited a text message and sent it: "We've got the person."
Soon, I received a reply.
"Pry open their mouths."
"good."
…
at the same time.
Inside the Left Bank Fragrance Villa.
Jiang Muyang put down the phone, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
There are really people who dare to test themselves on the verge of death!
This time Mengmeng Skin Care Products' first offline flagship store opened. Although Jiang Muyang himself was not present, he secretly arranged for many people to be on guard against anyone making trouble.
Unexpectedly, these arrangements actually came in handy.
But...who is not afraid of death?
The so-called wealthy families in Longcheng don't dare to stroke the tiger's beard even if they have some courage.
Could it be an external force?
Nangong family? Yuan family? Or Chu family?
But these suspects were quickly eliminated one by one by Jiang Muyang.
They are all martial arts inheritor families, so they should neither be able nor disdain to use such low-level methods.
Who is it?
Jiang Muyang couldn't figure it out for a moment.
This disturbance is just the beginning, or rather, it is not even the beginning. At most, it is a warning or a provocation. The other party will probably continue to take action soon.
No matter who he is, if he takes action again, his flaws will be revealed.
Just stay the same to cope with the ever-changing situation.
Thinking of this, Jiang Muyang chuckled, stopped thinking about it, and looked down at the small casserole in front of him.
"Grrrrrrrr!"
The casserole was steaming hot and gave off a faint smell of blood.
What was boiled inside was the blood of the white dragon, but Jiang Muyang added a few pollen to it, which greatly weakened the smell of blood. Otherwise, the smell of dragon blood might have spread three miles away.
After seeing the dragon's blood boiling, Jiang Muyang made a slight move with his right hand, and the Red Thunder Scrophulariaceae flew to his hand automatically.
He circulated his true energy, and with a slight sip, the Red Thunder Scrophulariaceae turned into powder and scattered all over the casserole.
The Red Thunder Scrophulariaceae powder dissolves into the dragon's blood. The color of the blood becomes lighter at a speed visible to the naked eye, becomes a little purple, and exudes a faint fragrance.
Later, Jiang Muyang followed the same method and added several other medicinal materials in specific proportions.
Finally, the White Dragon Demon Pill was added. At this point, all the raw materials required for refining the Red Dragon Pill were added.
Jiang Muyang took a deep breath, put both hands on both sides of the casserole.
The true energy circulates and is concentrated on both palms.
The hands suddenly glowed slightly red, as if a strong flashlight was shining against the palms of the hands.
The true energy is continuously transmitted into the casserole through the palm of the hand.
Under the influence of true energy, the various medicinal materials in the casserole are undergoing significant changes.
The medicinal powder is completely dissolved in the dragon's blood and turns into a medicinal soup, which becomes thicker and thicker as time goes by.
Moreover, the medicinal soup rotates along the inner wall of the casserole, forming a small vortex in the casserole.
The aroma became stronger and stronger, filling the entire kitchen and spreading outside.
"It seems like it!"
Mengmeng ran to the kitchen door and looked at her curiously with her big eyes: "Daddy, what are you making delicious?"
Jiang Muyang smiled slightly and said, "Daddy is 'cooking medicine'."
"Cooking medicine? Dad, you must be lying to Mengmeng, huh!" Mengmeng blinked and pouted, "Mengmeng is four and a half years old and is no longer a child. The medicine is bitter and smelly.
, how can it be so fragrant?"
"Ha ha!"
Jiang Muyang laughed twice and said, "Dad is really boiling medicine, but this medicine is special."
"Well..."
Mengmeng nodded her little head, her eyes fell on Jiang Muyang's hand, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, she raised her little finger and pointed, asking: "Dad, won't your hands get hot like that?"
"Did Mengmeng forget that dad is Superman? How could Superman have hot hands?" Jiang Muyang said with a smile.
"Wow, Daddy is so awesome!"
Mengmeng's beautiful big eyes flashed with a hint of admiration.
Jiang Muyang said: "Mengmeng, let's go out and play first. Dad will be finished soon."
"Uh-huh!"
Mengmeng nodded her little head, walked out for two steps, then turned back and waved to Jiang Muyang: "Daddy, you have to hurry up."
"good."
Mengmeng was then satisfied and ran towards the living room with her short legs.
"Little Pudding, I'm here to play with you again!"
Listening to the cute laughter like silver bells and the sound of little pudding milk coming from the living room, Jiang Muyang smiled, calmed down, closed his eyes, and concentrated on refining the elixir.
Soon, the medicinal soup in the casserole slowly concentrated and solidified, turning into medicinal mud.
At this time, it is also the most critical moment for alchemy.
Form a pill!
This step is the most important in the entire process of alchemy, because the success or failure of the alchemy, as well as the quality of the elixir, all depend on it. At the same time, this is the most difficult step and the most accident-prone step. If you are not careful, you will explode.
If the stove is used, at least all the medicinal materials will be destroyed and the work will fall short; at worst, it may even hurt oneself.
But this is not a problem for Jiang Muyang at all. After all, he has too much experience in alchemy.
Jiang Muyang used his true energy to accurately control the temperature of the fire and the frequency of the rotation of the medicinal materials.
The medicinal mud in the casserole rotates against the inner wall, and at the same time, as if being pulled, it continuously gathers towards the center, condenses in the air in the center of the casserole, and gradually reveals the shape of the elixir.
During this process, Jiang Muyang always maintained the transmission of true energy.
Ten minutes later.
Jiang Muyang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly.