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125 Merchant's Request

The little beast glanced at Zhang Zhifeng, twitched his nose, grabbed the piece of meat and started eating.

After only one bite, the little beast immediately narrowed his eyes, a comfortable expression appeared on his little face, and his little mouth kept moving.

"How about gold, is it delicious?" Zhang Zhifeng asked with a smile.

The little beast nodded repeatedly, rubbed Zhang Zhifeng's chest with the back of his head intimately, and used its small mouth, but it kept biting the piece of meat in its claws.

Zhang Zhifeng smiled and looked at the little beast eating with a smile in his eyes. A trace of thought sank into the storage space. Now, the storage space is already very huge!

In the original storage space, the master's sect's spiritual medicine occupied a lot of space. Later, a large number of rare materials were obtained from the Ghost Sect Sect. Although it did not completely fill the entire storage space, it was used up. But now, the storage space is actually empty. All the things combined have not occupied 10% of the storage space!

Looking at this huge space with a length, width and height of more than 100 meters, Zhang Zhifeng was very happy. He silently recalled that it seemed that the strange space that the leader of the Ghost Sect trapped him was only so big!

If barbecue is really effective, Zhang Zhifeng calculated that if 10,000 kilograms of barbecue are eaten, the space will grow into a radius of ten thousand meters, right?

Just think about it and it feels amazing, ten thousand meters away, there is no problem with a mountain!

Dong~ Dongdong

The knock on the door sounded, and Zhang Zhifeng glanced at it and said lightly: "Golden, go and open the door."

The little beast flew out from Zhang Zhifeng's chest, and in an instant, it had pulled down the door bolt and flew back to Zhang Zhifeng's shoulder.

Zhang Zhifeng looked up and saw that the hotel owner came in. He rubbed his hands restrainedly and said, "Sir, several of our wealthy families in the city want to see you..."

Zhang Zhifeng waved his hand, interrupted the boss, and said lightly: "Just buy enough barbecue for me. What do I see them?"

The boss smiled awkwardly and said, "They think you are a big businessman, so, uh, of course they don't let me take it alone."

Zhang Zhifeng smiled and whispered: "Is it so troublesome to buy some barbecue? Isn't it enough to deal with this little thing?"

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, the hotel owner smiled helplessly and said, "They said there are hundreds of thousands of kilograms of barbecue to sell, and I want to discuss it with you..."

"Hundreds of thousands of jin?" Zhang Zhifeng felt dizzy and asked for tens of jin to buy them, which was already challenging his absorption and digestion ability that was hundreds of times stronger than ordinary people. However, hundreds of thousands of jin, this number made Zhang Zhifeng speechless. Although it would not deteriorate in the storage space, thinking that he would have to put hundreds of thousands of jin of barbecue in the storage space, Zhang Zhifeng became sweaty. If he really wanted to eat it, he would probably have no personal shape!

"Okay, go and have a look!" Zhang Zhifeng nodded. He thought that if the barbecue here really had that unique function, it could increase storage space and not be able to eat it himself, it could also give it to friends!

Anyway, the price of selling a thousand-year-old spiritual root is far more than that. You should know that the daily rations of the little beast are thousands-year-old spiritual medicines, so it is good to replace it with barbecue.

When the boss saw Zhang Zhifeng agreeing, he immediately became happy and stretched out his frown. He quickly reached out and bowed to lead the way.

Zhang Zhifeng left the room, carefully closed the door, and again told the boss not to let someone in disturb him. At the same time, he deliberately used his skills to close the entire door frame. With his skills, this blockade is probably something that ordinary first-class masters cannot easily break through!

The boss also knew that the one who was practicing and could not be disturbed, so he nodded repeatedly. Of course, he would not be surprised by this. After all, in the 6th of the Misaint, the practice has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Although very few cultivators can break into the third grade and officially enter the room, there are a lot of people who practice some ordinary mental methods and strengthen their bodies, and even a little skill is surging in his own body.

Zhang Zhifeng didn't say much, and followed the boss out of the hotel, walked across the street together, and arrived at a luxurious hotel, it was the hotel that Zhang Zhifeng first arrived and was about to enter!

After strode into the lobby, more than 30 people had already accumulated. These people had one thing in common, that is, they all had bright eyes.

Zhang Zhifeng glanced at them and immediately gave them arbitrarily: The traitorous businessman!

As he walked slowly towards the crowd, Zhang Zhifeng also heard the other party's whispers.

"Is this the rich man who bought a lot of barbecue? So young."

"This man looks quite strong, but he is holding a little pet, which is quite masturbating!" Zhang Zhifeng was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Ah, it's you? My little beloved..." A scream sounded, which scared Zhang Zhifeng. His voice made Zhang Zhifeng feel chilled. He looked up and saw an obese woman running over with her teeth and claws.

Zhang Zhifeng was stunned and a little embarrassed appeared on his face. This fat woman was the one who Zhang Zhifeng "sends" the little beast to her.

"Stop!" Zhang Zhifeng used his little skill and shouted softly. However, the fat woman was struck by lightning and her whole body trembled violently, and she no longer dared to take a step forward.

Although Zhang Zhifeng did only use a little bit of skill, he still scared these merchants, frightened them all so much that they were almost unable to move.

The group of guards standing around the hall were also shocked and looked at Zhang Zhifeng in shock. They knew the huge gap between them and this young man.

Zhang Zhifeng coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Everyone asks me to come, isn't it to let me see you guys?"

A group of businessmen reacted and hurriedly asked Zhang Zhifeng to sit down. The fat woman looked at the little beast in Zhang Zhifeng's arms reluctantly, and sat aside with her mouth pursed.

"You guys are all meat sellers, aren't you?" Zhang Zhifeng asked as soon as he sat down.

More than 30 businessmen looked at each other. Why did this sound so awkward? They had to smile bitterly and nod.

Zhang Zhifeng smiled with satisfaction, and suddenly, he felt as if he was looking forward to the world!

He secretly spitted himself, and Zhang Zhifeng thought to himself, why are you pretending to be a big shot when you meet ordinary people? You are so useless. Then, he glanced at him and smiled, "You just want to tell me how much can you get? Just quote another price, there is no need to discuss any small matter."

Everyone around was silent.

Zhang Zhifeng frowned, "Why, there is something else?"

"Yes!" A big middle-aged man who was taller than Zhang Zhifeng stood up and bowed deeply to Zhang Zhifeng, sighing: "I hope sir can agree to our request, and we will give it to 800,000 kilograms of freshest and most exquisite barbecue!"

"Oh?" Zhang Zhifeng raised his eyebrows in interest. He didn't care much about the price of hundreds of thousands of pounds of barbecue, but was curious about the requests of these people. Because the barbecue he didn't care about was enough to make most of the people present.

What trouble is it that makes them willing to pay such a price?

Zhang Zhifeng gently stroked the little beast Jinzi's head, and the thin and soft fluff was very soft. He asked expressionlessly: "How could you think I have a way to help you?"

The group of people were stunned, but they turned their heads and looked at the hotel owner beside Zhang Zhifeng.

The hotel owner looked at Zhang Zhifeng carefully and said in fear: "Sir, actually when you took out that piece of ink gold circle, I found it. You took it out of the storage space!"

"Oh?" Zhang Zhifeng was stunned and couldn't help but look at the hotel owner for a few more times. Then he realized that the boss was not simple. He could actually see through the illusion in his hand when he withdraws money. Moreover, he seemed to know that only a first-class expert had storage space.

Zhang Zhifeng no longer denies it because he has become curious about the requests of this group of people. He is not a hypocritical person at all.

"What the hell is it? Tell me just that I can help you. I won't mind helping you."

Everyone's eyes lit up, and the praises of gratitude were almost sang to worship.

Zhang Zhifeng stopped everyone impatiently and sighed: "As long as I can help, I will definitely help, but if that matter is really too dangerous, it will be useless no matter how much you say now!"

It was still the middle-aged man who exchanged glances with others, and then he said to Zhang Zhifeng: "Actually, we want to ask you to help deal with the Magic Mirror Palace. They come to the city to steal people every five years. This time, I don't know how many children from other families are going to kidnap!"

"Miracle Palace?" Zhang Zhifeng frowned slightly, and information from the major forces flashed through his mind: There is no Magic Mirror Palace!

I don't remember that, and this force is still doing such a low-key act as robbing children, so it shouldn't be much stronger.

Zhang Zhifeng is a first-class fifth-grade master after all, and his net strength is not inferior to that of first-class first-grade masters. Even the strongest forces in Big 6 are difficult to threaten him, so he naturally would not take such small forces seriously.

However, after so long in the Great Six, Zhang Zhifeng's mind has long been very careful, especially since he is alone now and has to take care of Shen Zhong who is practicing.

Seeing that Zhang Zhifeng was silent, the tall man couldn't help but feel anxious. He hurriedly said: "In fact, it would be possible to report to the superiors at this time. Naturally, there are powerful cultivators from our country to help. However, this time, the superiors did not respond to our request for help."

Zhang Zhifeng curled his lips. Now there is only one so-called sect leader left in the Ghost Sect. There is no force to help? And this kind of thing cannot be solved by the army.

Zhang Zhifeng asked: "What are the magic mirror palace robbing children? When will they arrive? Or, who knows their nest?"

The group of people immediately showed fear and resentment, and said in a slight manner, "The Magic Mirror Palace robbed children in order to absorb the innate spiritual energy of boys and girls and practice magic skills."

"In less than half a month, well, it's twelve days later, it's time for them to come and grab it once every five years. They have already heard news that we will select 800 boys and girls from our city to send it to the graves in the west of the city, otherwise we will take action directly from the city."

"So, they have always had this fixed time to move?" Zhang Zhifeng touched his nose and sneeze hard, scaring the people around him even more frightened.

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