deceitful cultivator

Chapter 30

Ren Qing immediately climbed up the pole, and asked cheekily: "Senior Song, do you have any medicinal bath for external use?"

"Well, how about this, I will report the medicinal materials, you come to write down, two taels of wild ginseng, half taels of red fruit flowers, three taels of money tree..."

Because of the subtle influence of information flow, Ren Qing's memory has long been far superior to that of ordinary people, and he can remember it after only listening to it once.

Song Zong couldn't help but admire Ren Qing's talent, but he was busy dealing with the disaster relief restricted area and left in a hurry.

Ren Qing kept thinking in his heart.

Why did Song Zongwu avoid the seemingly ordinary problem of internal strength? Could it be that some ulterior secret was involved?

Ren Qing suddenly thought of the dying old policeman in Wulou. He was already near his lifespan at that time, and he didn't know if he died.

If he is still alive, it is very likely that it is Hundred Eyes himself.

But the trouble is that the old catcher seems to have no connection with Song Zong, like a blood relative.

Ren Qing shook his head, it is better to increase his strength within ten days as much as possible.

Especially the human skin book, because he will be in frequent contact with Song Zongwu's relationship in the future, and he is afraid of being seen as strange, so it is not easy to be promoted to a skin refiner for the time being.

But it is entirely possible to rely on external training methods to increase the toughness of the skin and flesh.

Ren Qing first returned to the Huogongtang and ate some food.

He originally planned to go to the pharmacy to collect medicinal materials for body training, but he didn't expect to hear the good news about Butcher Zhang from Xiao Wu.

Ren Qing hurried to the butcher shop. On the way, he noticed that there were many beggars nearby, and whispered to him after seeing him.

Ren Qing smiled coldly, then walked straight into the alley.

At a glance, he saw Butcher Zhang with a happy face, who was packing up the pork in the shop.

After Ren Qing asked Butcher Zhang, he learned that after negotiations not long ago, their cooperation with the Blood Dog Gang was a certainty.

The business was handled by Chen Benlai, the head of the Jackal Hall, and Zhang Butcher agreed to all of his requests, even with an extra sum of money.

Butcher Zhang handed over most of the money to Ren Qing without hesitation, and the remaining money was enough to purchase production areas in Sanxiang City.

Ren Qing noticed the figure scurrying at the entrance of the alley, and asked curiously, "Did you mention me when you talked with Chen Ben?"

Butcher Zhang suddenly felt a little scared: "The result of the discussion at the beginning was not good. Later, I mentioned you, and Chief Chen agreed. It should be fine, right?"

"It's okay, there will be a little trouble at most."

Ren Qing immediately understood that it seemed that Chen Ben was going to test himself, this wild dog was more greedy than imagined.

If it was Ren Qing from two days ago, he would choose to avoid his edge, try his best to fight for his interests as a yamen servant, and ensure the supply of pig's eyes.

But now with Song Zongwu's relationship, many troubles are easily solved.

Butcher Zhang heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Ah Qing, don't take any chances. If it doesn't work, we won't do this business."

"nothing."

Ren Qing said with a smile: "But we have to deal with all the pigs in the west of the city, so we must hire people to do the work. Brother Zhang, remember to find someone you can trust."

"I've been in Sanxiang City for so many years, and I can still find some candidates."

Butcher Zhang repeatedly agreed that although he has no business mind, at least he can see himself clearly and will not do things beyond his ability.

After a few words of advice, Ren Qing went out of the alley.

Not long after arriving on the street, seven or eight people walked towards him quickly.

The approaching man was dressed in gray clothes, and his walking posture was astonishing, as if there was something hidden in every step.

However, in Ren Qing's eyes, the man's expression was a bit gloomy, and his blood was vain, and he could smell the strong smell of alcohol from the previous night.

The people on the street backed down one after another, how dare they touch the bad luck of the Blood Dog Gang.

Only Ren Qing stopped in his footsteps, waiting with a flat expression.

"I'm Chen Ben, I'm a police officer. It's better to meet him than to be famous."

Chen Ben cupped his fists, but he couldn't stop looking at Ren Qing, and his body took a few steps forward oppressively.

"Master Chen has admired you for a long time."

Ren Qing had expected Chen Ben for a long time, and there was no hostility in his squinted eyes.

The two were polite on the surface, but in fact they both had the intention of testing.

After all, interests are involved, and intrigue is unavoidable.

Even if Chen Ben promised to give Butcher Zhang a profit, he could still go back on his word, and he could spit out the money. These are all common and indiscriminate means.

"Mr. Ren, why don't you change places and go to the teahouse to have a good chat?"

"Master Chen, let's talk about it another day."

Chen Ben ignored Ren Qing's refusal, he embraced Ren Qing's shoulders familiarly, and forcibly led him forward.

【Chen Ben】

【Age: 31】

【Shou Yuan: Three Years】

[Surgery: Shenjiaojing (pseudo)]

Ren Qing knew in his heart that there were indeed many monks in the Blood Dog Gang.

They probably relied on controlling the beggars and collected a large number of strange objects, so that even the hall master in charge of the block could reach the martial arts realm.

Ren Qing never flinched, he stood on the street like a rock, even though Chen Ben's face was flushed, he didn't move a single step.

Chen Ben couldn't help being terrified, and his movements suddenly restrained.

He wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and said respectfully: "Mr. Ren, I have offended you. I will definitely come to the door some other day to make amends."

Ren Qing whispered in Chen Ben's ear: "A piece of advice to Mr. Chen, if you don't want to break down, don't drink too much."

Dealing with people who think they have a city is to make them invisible. Sometimes fear is obtained through suspicion.

Chen Ben watched Ren Qingyuan leave, frowning tightly.

The subordinate beside him said flatteringly: "Master, this person has swept away your face, why not..."

Chen Ben said coldly: "Zhao Ji, where do you have the guts to offend people who don't know the level of the yamen?"

"Hallmaster calm down, it's noon, why don't you go to drink..."

Thinking of what Ren Qing said at this moment, Chen Ben felt agitated, and slapped Zhao Ji on the face with his hands.

"Eat, eat, and eat."

"Send the deed of the shop on the east corner of Tan Street to the butcher Zhang Dazui, saying that it is specially used to store pig offal."

Zhao Ji didn't dare to curse until Chen Ben disappeared.

The Dongjiao shop is not the property of the Blood Dog Gang, so he has to pay for it himself.

Zhao Ji had nowhere to vent his grievances. He couldn't help but grab things from the booth and smash them. No one around dared to say anything.

At this time, an old man wearing a bamboo hat bowed his back and passed by.

Feeling hit, Zhao Ji lost his last sanity.

He grabbed the old man and dragged him to a corner not far away. Just as he was about to vent his anger with his fists, he saw the old man slowly raise his head.

The wrinkled face is full of eyes, as if it can drain the soul.

A moment later, Zhao Ji fell to his knees on the ground with empty eyes, and soon lost his life.

The old man walked towards the city gate, muttering to himself, "It's really not easy to find clues from hundreds of files."

"Disaster relief, here I come."

　Thank you for singing and acting and being slutty, big big big big strange rewards.

　
(End of this chapter)