The ultimate master in the city

Zhang Shisan blinked and whispered, "I was just kidding, it's not real, don't worry about it!"

Monk Yuanzhi shrank his neck. "It's terrifying! It sounds scary!"

Zhang Shisan smacked his lips. "A real man stands tall and upright. What's there to be afraid of? If your head falls off, it'll just leave a scar the size of a bowl. After you die, you'll just be a jar of ashes."

"Damn it!" Monk Yuanzhi closed his eyes. "Do as you please! I'll treat you like you're not human!"

A shop assistant next door chimed in with a pained expression, "You guys are really ridiculous! You tore a perfectly good comforter sheet like this; you'll have to pay for it!"

"Shut up!" Zhang Shisan kicked him and continued shouting downstairs, "There's another one with terminal varicose veins! Sigh! It's hard enough for him to even survive! Just imagine, how could someone like that possibly, how could he possibly, be spying on you? It's a joke!"

A group of people downstairs all exclaimed "Eek—", feeling that it was strange and eerie.

Someone kindly called out, "Don't waste any more time here! Hurry up and get him out of the mountains to a big hospital. There's no medical care here at all; he's in serious trouble!"

Zhang Shisan pretended to wipe away tears, and said in a choked voice, "Thanks, brother!"

The man clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "You're too kind!"

Su Xiaoxiao and the others exchanged glances, their minds a little confused. It really didn't seem to be them.

Just then, a person came over from the side, wearing a tight-fitting cotton-padded jacket embroidered with a Tai Chi symbol, which made him look very tall and handsome, but... his hands were tucked into his sleeves, which made him look a bit cheap. He walked past the crowd with crunching footsteps on the snow, glancing over "curiously".

Su Xiaoxiao, Han Yu, and the other girls glanced at him, but seeing that he was a stranger, they didn't pay much attention. Li Ziming and Li Canrong's expressions changed immediately, and they subconsciously shrank into the crowd.

This person was Zhou Fengchen. He had discussed with Zhang Shisan and Monk Yuanzhi that he would come to the rescue at the critical moment. However, these people seemed easy to deal with. They were almost dealt with, but they still wanted the money. They couldn't refuse it if it was free.

He shifted his body slightly; the cotton-padded jacket belonged to Zhang Shisan, and it was a bit too small and tight. Then, looking at Li Ziming and the other man, he feigned a casual "Huh?" and said, "You two are here? I've been looking for you for ages. Shouldn't you have returned the money by now?"

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Li Ziming and his companion nodded and stepped forward with embarrassed expressions. "Haha, um... what a coincidence, well..."

Zhou Fengchen blinked. "Stop with the 'that' stuff, give me my money back!"

Li Canrong coughed. "Dude, isn't this a bit unnecessary? We've already given you over seven thousand, haven't we? It's just a bet anyway."

Li Ziming also said, "Yeah, it's not like we're doing business, why are we taking it so seriously? That's enough."

Zhou Fengchen was "furious." "What do you two mean? Are you trying to renege on your debt? How can members of a sect and family of your status renege on someone's money? Is there no justice in this world? How will you face anyone after this? How will you ever get married?"

Li Ziming's lips twitched. "It hasn't escalated to that level, has it?"

Lee Chan-jung also said, "It doesn't have much to do with getting married or meeting people, does it?"

Zhou Fengchen stretched out his hand, "Alright, give me the money."

Li Ziming and his companion subconsciously checked their pockets, only to find them empty. The embarrassment was palpable, and their faces turned red.

The girls sensed something was amiss, and Sang Xiaomi exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my god! Did you lose your bet?"

Li Ziming and the other person nodded and whispered "Mmm".

Su Xiaoxiao said, "Then give it to them."

Li Xin also said, "Yes, let them leave by paying them. It's embarrassing to be stuck here."

Li Canrong chuckled dryly, "The key is... no, we didn't bring that much money with us when we went into the mountains."

Li Ziming looked at Zhou Fengchen and suggested, "How about we go behind the mountain and fetch it for you?"

Zhou Fengchen shook his head, "No, I need it now, the family is waiting to cook."

Li Zimu and his companion were helpless. They scratched their heads and looked at this person and that person.

Su Xiaoxiao asked Zhou Fengchen coldly, "How much do they owe you?"

Zhou Fengchen held up two fingers, "2800 short."

After confirming with Li Ziming and the other person, Su Xiaoxiao took out five or six hundred yuan from her pocket and looked at the girls next to her. "I've never seen anyone ask for money like this before. Let's pool our money and give it to him. I only have a little over six hundred yuan on me. I left the money in my room."

Sang Xiaomi also took out her money, "I have eight hundred here."

Li Xin and Han Yu each took out seven or eight hundred yuan, which together amounted to a little over 2800 yuan.

Zhou Fengchen reached out and took it, spat lightly, and rubbed two fingers together like a country vendor.

"Ugh—" Su Xiaoxiao and the other girls felt nauseous and quickly moved away from him.

"What the heck! This old woman doesn't know how to manage money." Zhou Fengchen rolled his eyes, started counting, and after counting half, took out a 20-yuan note and handed it to Su Xiaoxiao. "This change is yours, right? It's missing a corner, give me a different one."

"Uh!" Su Xiaoxiao and the other girls opened their mouths, speechless.

Li Ziming was furious and said with a stern face, "Brother, this is going too far. That's enough."

Zhou Fengchen's face also hardened. "If you don't have money, shut up!"

"You..." Li Ziming's face turned bright red.

"Forget it! Forget it! We're in the wrong. Who told you to make that bet?" Han Yu waved his hand, took out another 20-yuan note, and exchanged it with Zhou Fengchen.

Zhou Fengchen counted the money again, confirmed the amount was correct, stuffed it into his pocket, and said with a smile, "See you next time!"

Having returned the money, the group felt emboldened, and their pent-up resentment exploded. Su Xiaoxiao sneered, "Who wants to see you again? Look at you, all shady and sleazy. Do you even know what you're wearing?"

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Li Ziming snorted, "I wonder what he does for a living, wearing a Taoist robe and acting like some kind of Taoist master!"

Li Canrong also said, "There are too many people like this in the town. They have some strength and think they are very powerful."

Han Yu curled her lip, "Pretending to be a Taoist master, just being arrogant and ignorant."

Sang Xiaomi had the sharpest tongue, "Hey, have you memorized the Five Elements' mutual restraint and generation?"

Li Xin smiled but remained silent, though her expression clearly showed disdain.

A group of people behind him burst into laughter.

Zhou Fengchen frowned. How could these people be so mean? It was so boring. He was about to retort.

Just then, a man staggered over from the east side of the main street. His eyes lit up when he saw the crowd, and he shouted, "Han Yu, Li Ziming, come quickly! Old Su and Han Fei can't hold on much longer!"

This man was none other than the shaman Shen Bowang, but at this moment his body was covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and he looked utterly wretched.

Zhou Fengchen found it strange. Weren't they supposed to be killing the Flying-Headed Woman? Why are they behaving like this?

Su Xiaoxiao and Li Ziming's group were taken aback and asked in unison, "What happened? What's going on?"

Shen Bowang ran up, panting, and said, "It's hard to explain in a few words, but the three of us have been tricked. Go help us!"

"Let's go! Lead the way." Several people stepped forward to help him, and the group was about to run towards the east of the town.

Shen Bowang glanced over and saw Zhou Fengchen. He was overjoyed. "Brother Zhou Fengchen, you're here too? That's wonderful! Please help me out!"

Su Xiaoxiao and the other girls, along with Li Ziming, were all taken aback. "You know this person?"

"I know him! He can kill a great demon in one move, and a fourth-rank ghost general in one move. He works with underworld soldiers! Jiang Zhengxin is nothing special." Shen Bowang said anxiously.

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