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Latest website: When the three men on the opposite side saw the red ultimatum, their expressions suddenly changed!

This is a small gang, with eyeliner dedicated to staring at gold and silver shops, just waiting for a fat sheep to start.

Gold and silver shops naturally know of their existence, but if there are physical shops doing business, they will naturally not provoke trouble.

This small gang found that Feng Jun exchanged a lot of silver coins, and he exchanged them with silver ingots. This kind of business is not a good deal.

In addition, the other party is a raw face, even if there is a knife in the waist, so what?

But now they found out in horror that the other party turned out to be Wu Zong, so it's better to avoid it honestly.

Seeing this Wuzong rushing towards him, the three people who had been hooking their shoulders hurriedly separated and hid by the side of the road.

Feng Jun is not surprised by this situation, even on Earth, many robbery criminals are staring outside the bank.

He didn't want to cause trouble, so he showed the ultimatum, but it was impossible to let the other party go lightly.

The character he wanted to create for himself was—"Since it's a martial arts cultivator, how could he not have any temper"?

Seeing that the other party was separated, he changed his direction and bumped hard at a man. . .

The man was caught off guard, and was directly hit and flew ten feet away.

Fortunately, he also has martial arts skills. A carp stood up straight and glared at Feng Jun.

Feng Jun laughed, and tossed a silver coin twice in his hand, put it in his pocket, and walked away.

The man raised his hand and touched his waist, his face changed again, and he cursed through gritted teeth, "Bastard...that's mine!"

However, he could only scold and rush up to find trouble, which he would never dare.

What made him angry was that this was originally a routine they planned to operate, and it was impossible to be reversed by the other party!

A man came over and said, "Boss, this fellow is robbing money in the street...Is that all it takes?"

"What else can I do?" The man replied with a dark face, "That's Wu Zong... There's no name written on the silver coin!"

"But this fellow...is a foreigner," the previous man was a little unwilling, "Do we still need our names?"

Those who are at the bottom also have to talk about their cards, and they don't respond when they suffer a loss... That's to be looked down upon!

"Then what can we do?" The boss was also a little depressed, "The cost of asking Wu Zong to make a move is high, and it is not worth it!"

Their organization is small, but they can also catch up with Wu Zong's line. The problem is... the cost is too high.

These dynamic social organizations at the bottom not only know how to be brave, but also do economic accounting.

If you don't understand this, the road will be buried long ago.

The previous man said in a low voice, "Why do you need to find Wu Zong? Isn't there still a wizard?"

To ask Wu Zong to take action, he has to spend his own money, but the wizard's words... maybe he will be rewarded.

The boss rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice, "Wu Zong from a foreign country... Well, it's worth a try."

Although Feng Jun has come a long way, it is impossible not to pay attention to those three men - what if the other party refuses to give up?

With his innate master's cultivation, even if he didn't need divine sense, the sound of a few miles around could not be concealed from his ears.

Hearing that the other party actually planned to tell the wizard secretly, the corner of his mouth twitched, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He had the intention to fish the wizard out of the city, and he did that just now—including exchanging silver coins and retaliating against robbing.

But these are the rhythms of his own design, others want to mess in, which makes him a little uncomfortable.

But now, there is no need to worry about it, it is true to ask for some news first.

Seeing that it was noon, he came to a food stall... it was a food stall, not a restaurant.

However, this rice stall is somewhat better than the roadside stall, at least it has a tarpaulin roof, and there are seven or eight tables in it.

In a civilian gathering area like Nancheng, this kind of stall is already considered a mid-range level.

The business of the food stalls is average, half of the tables are empty - maybe because there are more poor people?

Feng Jun sat down at a smaller table and greeted Xiao Er for the meal.

He ordered a lot of food, and after a while, he filled most of the table, and then ordered a pot of wine, eating and drinking leisurely.

It is said that the hotel is a well-informed place. Feng Jun has never tried it. I wonder if the same is true in another world?

However, as a visitor of the big foodie empire, he felt that the food here really tested his taste buds.

Heavy oil and heavy salt can be tolerated, but the smell of fishy mutton can’t go away, so it’s hard to bear.

After taking two bites, he couldn't help but take out a can of chili sauce - let the spiciness go away.

Chili sauce is in glass bottles, the trademark has long since gone, and this world also has glass, which is often used by wizards in experiments.

Feng Jun ate and drank for a long time, but did not find any interesting information,

There are more and more people coming to the food stall, and there are also three or five companions, but most of them talk about some trivial things that are short of parents.

Then Feng Jun realized that most of the people who come to this kind of place are locals!

Under this kind of productive forces and production relations, there are not many people who have the ability to travel far, and there are even fewer poor people.

If he didn't have other motives, he was definitely going to the richer Dongcheng, how could he come to the southern city where dragons and snakes are mixed?

But since it's already here, let's do it first.

As time went on, more and more people came to eat, and it was almost full.

On the other hand, no one was fighting with Feng Jun. There was already a lot of food on his table, not to mention a single knife hanging from his waist.

Although his appearance does not look vicious, but everyone is here to eat, why bother to cause unnecessary trouble?

Feng Jun is not slow to eat and drink, but he has never heard the news he wants, and he is a little unwilling.

So when he was about to eat and drink, he greeted Xiao Er with food again, and the amount of food was quite astonishing.

After a while, he asked someone to add another meal, because the sky looked like it was going to rain.

This time, not long after the food was served, someone finally made a table with him.

It was a father and son who came. The child looked thirteen or fourteen years old, but the father's age... I couldn't tell.

Anyway, at a glance, I know that it is a coolie, and his face is full of wind and frost.

The father and son really had nowhere to go, so they could only sit next to Feng Jun, and when they saw the leftovers on the table, they couldn't help swallowing.

The father ordered a large bowl of bibimbap with broth for the children to eat, and sat beside him and watched with a smile.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Feng Jun understood, this child of affection... passed the assessment of the wizard apprentice this morning.

Just passing the assessment does not mean that you will definitely become a wizard.

But as long as the child is good enough and can become an official wizard apprentice, it is basically a top man.

In fact, even if he has always been a trainee apprentice, he is stronger than ordinary people, at least on the same level as ordinary martial artists.

For the poor, this is already life-changing, so it is a luxury for a father to bring his son to a restaurant.

The owner of the rice stall also heard the conversation between the two and said it simply.

"It turned out to be the future wizard, then I have invited you to this bowl of rice. I wish you a bright future!"

"Thank you, then please pack another one," the young man said seriously, "the one packed... we'll pay for it!"

The owner of the rice stall was thinking that this guy was a little greedy, and was a little stunned at the end, "Then you can eat again next time."

"Bring it to my mother and sister," the boy said with a hint of embarrassment on his face, "they haven't eaten broth for a long time."

The father brought his son, and he was reluctant to eat it. The mother and the little girl in the family were not even qualified to come.

It's actually a bit embarrassing to say this, but this young man expressed it calmly.

Otherwise, it would be true to say that the children of the poor are in charge of their homes early.

The owner of the rice stall had some financial strength, so he smiled when he heard the words, "Then I'll give you another one, it's a happy event."

"Thank you uncle, but no need," the boy replied solemnly, "I can't always take advantage of you."

"I will earn enough copper coins through my own efforts, so that my family will have broth... and meat!"

If you don't want it, then don't send it! The owner of the rice stall just didn't want to offend a wizard apprentice, not that he was generous!

He smiled and nodded, "Okay, I hope that day comes as soon as possible."

The conversation has come to an end now, and the young man ate the broth bibimbap in small bites, chewing each bite carefully, with a happy look on his face.

Feng Jun took a sip of the wine and said with squinted eyes, "I didn't expect that the person at the same table with me is still a future wizard, congratulations!"

"Is this Master Wu Xiu?" The boy swallowed the food in his mouth.

He looked at the man across the table, and answered neither humble nor arrogant, "I just passed the review, and I'm still far from being a wizard."

Feng Jun smiled when he saw this, "Then I invite you to eat meat, I wonder if you are willing to accept it?"

"Thanks a lot, but no need," the young man replied sternly, "I prefer to make money with my own efforts."

Feng Jun smiled, "It's true, when people see hope, they are qualified to consider dignity. You are very good."

"Thank you for your compliment!" Although the young man passed the review, he only looked at the food ordered by the other party and knew that he was a big man.

He even noticed, "What you said is very philosophical, thank you for your advice."

"I can't talk about advice, I'm just a wandering savage," Feng Jun replied lightly.

"I want to ask some questions. If you can answer them, I will invite you to eat meat in return, okay?"

"Of course you can," the young man said with arrogance in his heart, but he was not pedantic. It's not ashamed to make money by self-reliance.

He was even interested in asking, "Savage...Are you a free man wandering in the wilderness?"

"That's right," Feng Jun nodded and admitted frankly, "I rarely enter the city, and I don't know much about wizards."

When the young man heard that he wanted to know about the wizard, he breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't know much."

"It's good to know as much as you want," Feng Jun replied with a smile. "For example, I want to buy some tomes about wizards, but others say that books can't be bought casually. Do you have any suggestions?"

(Updated to the last four days of this month, has anyone seen the new monthly pass?)

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