A bottle with a thin neck and round body, its air is as strong as a mountain and as powerful as the sea.
Chen Jing frowned coldly.
The words were not shouted loudly, but were spoken carefully.
But the more than twenty people were stunned, and no one dared to say anything.
Mouth vomiting.
This is the method of the immortal family.
The man in the lead had astonishment in his eyes, his mouth slightly opened, showing two exaggerated front teeth.
Immortal!
This young man, who looks thin and tender, and can't even enter the east or west of the city, turns out to be an immortal.
Look at him and feel the powerful immortal energy.
The man couldn't help but be bent over.
A little taller, a little shrunk and a little shorter.
His expression went from gangster to serious, then to flattery in the blink of an eye.
"Young gentleman." He nodded and bowed, "The villain has blind eyes but cannot recognize the true immortal."
"Look at my mouth."
Without hesitation, he raised his hand and slapped it hard, leaving a thick palm print on his right cheek, which turned red and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"We are all low-class people who have been mixed up in pickles."
"This dog has blind eyes and a foul mouth."
"Let's get out of here, get out of here..."
As soon as he glared, all the green-skinned gangsters gathered around the table came to their senses in a daze, and they all hurriedly bowed their waists and rolled around.
Bang bang——
Chen Jing smashed the table twice more.
The delicate, fragile-looking bottle was unharmed.
And the table and the food, along with the fleeing individuals and the temporary happiness in their hearts, shattered into pieces.
"Let you go?" He said softly.
More than twenty people rolled and crawled, then rolled back in panic.
Chen Jing sat down, put the bottle on the stool, and stretched out his hand.
Jiang Queer handed over the handkerchief.
He wiped his mouth and raised his hand.
The rude man's feet gave way and he knelt down.
Chen Jing waved his handkerchief, slapped it on his face, and wiped away the stain: "Let me give you an analogy, let's say you are eating, someone pooped in front of you, and then wanted to slap his butt and leave. Is this reasonable? ?”
Yu Huanzhen and Jiang Queer frowned.
This metaphor is disgusting enough...
The man shook his head.
"Since it's unreasonable." Chen Jing handed the handkerchief back to Jiang Que'er, "What should we do?"
The man lowered his head, not knowing what to say.
"The best way is for the person who poops to eat the poop." Chen Jing raised his hand and patted his head.
The man's throat moved slightly, as if he was being choked.
"But you didn't shit."
"I can't let you eat people."
"Okay, how much did you want just now?"
The man still lowered his head.
Chen Jing raised his foot and raised his chin: "Speak, how much did you want?"
The man's voice was as low as a tick: "There are ten of us, there are twenty-six of us here, a total of..."
He has never read a book and cannot calculate addition and subtraction over ten, let alone such complicated multiplication calculations.
Chen Jing answered for him: "A total of two hundred and sixty coins."
The man was shocked.
"But I'm kind-hearted."
"It's too bad to see the poor suffer."
Chen Jing pulled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand in front of the man.
The man relaxed slightly.
Don't you have to pay a sum of two hundred and sixty dollars? What good news.
But this happiness didn't even have time to take root in his heart, it only emerged in a shallow way.
He was overwhelmed by Chen Jing's next words: "It just so happens that I am a poor man."
"So you have to give me this number."
Chen Jing stretched out all five fingers.
"Five hundred bucks."
The man was stunned.
no......
You can afford to live in the best rooms here and eat the best meals, so how can you have the nerve to say that you are poor?
Pay back five hundred dollars...
These people can't even make fifty bucks when they go out to sell.
"Shangxian, Shangxian..." He spoke quickly, his voice panicked, "Where are we..."
Chen Jing picked up the bottle slowly.
The man's words stopped abruptly.
"I have to see the money tonight." He stood up, opened his mouth to swallow, and put the bottle back in his mouth, "Here it is, five hundred, neatly packed."
"Don't say it's missing one piece, even if it's missing a corner, it's not enough."
"If it can't be done..."
Chen Jing stopped talking, his eyes moved and glanced around at the twenty-six people.
His eyes stopped on one person.
Open your mouth and throw out the green bottle.
Suddenly, lightning shot out and hit the man's feet with a click.
The weight of a hundred kilograms, with great speed, crushed his feet.
A piercing scream.
The remaining twenty-five people couldn't help but shudder.
"Think about it for yourself, how it feels when it falls on your head." Chen Jing waved his hand, and the green bottle flew back into his hand. It was still stained with blood, so he didn't put it in his mouth.
The man nodded and shook his head out of the afterimage: "I know, we know, we must, we must."
He responded, making trembling gestures, and was about to get up from the ground.
I can't stay in this shitty place for a moment.
but......
Chen Jing stretched out his hand, held his shoulders, smiled slightly, and said in a kind tone, "Did I let you get up?"
With a thud, the man knelt down again.
"I'm coming back to Yuntai City for the first time." Chen Jing continued with a smile, "If you run away, I won't be able to catch you."
"You." He stretched out his hand and pointed at the man whose leg he had broken just now, "you go and raise money."
"other people."
"Just kneel here."
The man hesitated to speak.
Others stood shivering, bewildered.
"Huh? Do you have an opinion?" Chen Jing extended his hand generously, "If you have an opinion, just say it. I'm a very obedient person."
Dozens of pairs of eyes followed his right hand.
The green bottle is shining with attention.
Who dares to mention...
Thump, thump——
One by one, they scrambled to kneel down.
Chen Jing said "Huh?" again.
The one with the broken leg dragged his stump and climbed out of the door in a panic.
No one dared to laugh.
Chen Jing stretched and looked at the shopkeeper: "Prepare another table of food and send it to the room."
With that said, he took steps towards the stairs.
The shopkeeper quickly walked out of the counter and begged: "Immortal, Immortal!"
"We still have to do business here, please let them..."
Chen Jing said nothing, looking at him with a half-smile, his eyes scrutinizing, wandering on his head, neck, and thighs.
The shopkeeper stopped again and again, not daring to speak.
They went upstairs and back to their room.
"Just put them down there." Jiang Que'er frowned, "Aren't you afraid they will run away?"
"They don't dare." Chen Jing shook his head and flopped down on the bed.
Yu Huanzhen was really concerned about another thing: "Senior Brother Tyrannosaurus, why didn't you dare to stop the shopkeeper just after you took a look at him?"
Afraid?
She didn't feel much fear from the shopkeeper.
But just because of that.
She couldn't understand why the shopkeeper would stop him, but then he couldn't stop him.
"How did the news about my wealth leak out?" Chen Jing waved his hand weakly, "Who knows, who knows best?"
"You mean the shopkeeper?" Yu was really surprised.
Jiang Queer was also surprised.
The shopkeeper was a good man, he treated Chen Jing with utmost respect, and he was kind and responsive even to the two of them who were slaves.
Chen Jing lowered his hand, took out the pillow, covered his face, and said angrily: "Just wait, someone will come to the door soon."
Jiang Queer and Yu Huanzhen discussed and sorted out the causes and consequences.
That night, what Chen Jing said was not empty words.
He is really professional in doing things.
It's reasonable to make such a big fuss.
After they finished eating, someone came to their door.
The shopkeeper led him in. He was a man in his thirties or forties with short hair and a thick beard.
After he came in, he smiled slightly and his attitude was gentle: "I am the outer guard of the Heavenly Mother Palace. I have been given the surname Min by the Heavenly Mother. Just call me Min Xu."
"What is your name?"
Jiang Queer and Yu were really nervous immediately.
I was afraid that Chen Jing would say something shocking again.
He smiled slightly: "My surname is Bao, just call me Tyrannosaurus."
Min Xu raised his sword and his attitude became gentler: "I wonder, Brother Tyrannosaurus, can you spread your left hand and let me have a look?"
Chen Jing frowned, with an unhappy expression, and stretched out his hand reluctantly.
Min Xu took one look at him and apologized repeatedly: "Brother Tyrannosaurus, forgive me, it's always the fault of the Zhou family for trying to pretend to be a relic monk."
Guilty of the Zhou family.
Chen Jing nodded expressionlessly, writing it down in his mind.
This is the second time I heard this name.
