Heavenly Master, I have a different world

The street lights flickered on and off, and three figures gathered together. The ground around them was covered with cigarette butts, and the pungent smell of alcohol filled the air.

When such a scene appeared in front of his shop, Fang Zheng subconsciously felt unhappy. He shook his head helplessly, took out his keys and stepped closer.

"coming!"

Dawei raised his head, stood up, threw the cigarette butt at his feet, crushed it, and said coldly:

"Boss Fang, you are really busy, so let us brothers wait here."

"Is something wrong?" Fang Zheng waved his hand:

"Stop, I'll open the door."

More than a month ago, he would have been panicked when faced with such gangsters and didn't know how to deal with them. Now he just feels bored.

That fear had disappeared unconsciously.

It was said to be more than a month, but in fact it was almost two months. Adding in the time of twice the modern society in the different world, it was already more than two months for Fang Zheng.

One beef heart a day, sixty-three eaten.

"Of course I have something to do." Dawei stepped aside, leaned against the telephone pole, took out another cigarette and held it in his mouth:

"Boss Fang, you won't forget the money your uncle owes us, right?"

"I didn't forget it." Fang Zheng opened the rolling shutter door and replied:

"I thought you forgot. You agreed to come over that day, but you disappeared for so long. Where were you busy during this time?"

"Don't worry about this." When Dawei mentioned this, his eyes flickered and his expression became a little distorted. He slapped the telephone pole and shouted:

"Pay back the money!"

"Huh." Fang Zheng hummed softly:

"Where's the IOU?"

"IOU?" Seeing that he was not impatient, Dawei was a little surprised and said:

"Two hundred thousand, have you collected it all?"

"Luckily." Fang Zheng nodded:

"In today's society, two hundred thousand is not too difficult."

"That's not a small tone." Dawei narrowed his eyes:

"But now it's not just 200,000, but also interest. Since you have money, you might as well pay back the interest during this period."

"..." Fang Zheng frowned, then shook his head:

"Bring me the IOU first."

"I don't have the IOU." Dawei said:

"It will be delivered to you in two days."

"Then let's talk about it in two days." Fang Zheng turned around and said:

"Jean, I'm closing the door."

"You..." Dawei's expression changed, but he couldn't say much. He could only watch the rolling shutter door separate the inside and outside.

"Brother."

One person asked in a low voice:

"What should we do now?"

"What else can we do?" Dawei glared at him:

"go back!"

"Ask the second boss."

"Yes, yes." The other two people responded in succession.

The second boss, Qi Yuan, was in a black business car at the end of the street. After listening to Dawei's report, he couldn't help but raise his head and hold his forehead in helplessness.

"Are you rich?"

"Yes." Dawei lowered his head and said:

"I think the person surnamed Fang is very stubborn. I'm afraid that if he has more than 200,000 yuan, he may be able to pay it off with interest, so it will be difficult to buy porcelain."

"That person is very interested in the other party's porcelain." Qi Yuan pursed his lips:

"Is there anything you can do?"

"This..." Dawei looked confused:

"I inquired specifically and found that the Fang family did have an ancestral porcelain, but Fang Jian would rather go hungry than sell it at that time."

"Fang Zheng is afraid that the same is true now."

If you don’t have money, you won’t sell it, and if you have money, you won’t sell it.

"I didn't ask you this." Qi Yuan's face darkened:

"I must buy the Fang family porcelain, do you understand?"

"Then..." Dawei raised his eyes and said:

"Come hard?"

"Hey!" Qi Yuan raised his eyebrows:

"It seems that a trip to the mountains will make you more capable."

"Don't dare." Dawei smiled awkwardly.

"It's not good to use force. It's not in line with Big Brother's rules. Moreover, if someone named Fang breaks the net and destroys the porcelain, it will be all in vain." Qi Yuan waved his hand:

"Find someone with three hands!"

"Yes." Dawei's eyes lit up:

"You can steal it, and you can get the two hundred thousand again."

"Brother." A clear female voice came from inside the car:

"I'll go."

"It would be great if Sister Lianlian takes action." Dawei said hurriedly:

"I'll take the lead."

"You..." Qi Yuan pursed his lips:

"Okay, be careful and don't be playful."

"Don't worry." A beautiful figure leaned out from the back seat, pressed her weak and boneless body against Qi Yuan, and kissed him gently on the face:

"You don't trust me when I do things."

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At the end of Haishi.

Around eleven o'clock at night.

Fang Zheng stopped carrying the method and let out a long breath.

"Even with the Soaring Gate method, the growth of strength is getting slower and slower. It seems that the medicine will lose its effectiveness in less than a hundred days."

"It seems that the Hundred Days of Foundation Building has reached an advanced stage."

Now he only takes medicinal baths once every five days, and he clearly feels that the stimulation of the body by the medicine is weakening, so he may have developed drug resistance.

On the contrary, the bone-strengthening elixir has a stable effect and is indeed a pure Yang Palace bone-building treasure.

Standing still in front of the mirror, Fangzheng's eyes flashed slightly.

Compared with two months ago, his muscles have become firmer and stronger, there is a sense of pride in his eyes, and his skin color has also improved a lot.

even,

Even his height has increased a lot.

Now I am 1.87 meters barefoot on the ground, and 1.9 meters tall with shoes on. In addition, after practicing martial arts, my back is straight, and I feel like a different person.

Fang Fang felt embarrassed as he touched his long hair that reached past his shoulders.

It is extremely rare for a man to have such long hair, and long hair is inconvenient for martial arts practice. For this reason, he was often criticized by Master Guo.

But in the other world, there is still a tradition that the body, hair and skin are inherited from the parents. Any hair that falls out must be picked up and burned. Short hair is an alien.

For this reason, he also explained to others.

"That's it!"

Shaking his head, Fang Zheng murmured to himself:

"Having long hair here is considered a special hobby at most. People mistakenly think you are an artist. The problem is that there is no long hair in another world."

"Keep it!"

Not only does he have long hair, he also often dresses in ancient costumes, which makes it easier to travel through time and is quite comfortable once he gets used to it.

Turn off the lights.

Lying on the bed.

Take out your phone.

Three steps that are essential for modern people.

"Um?"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and stopped when he was about to browse short videos, but it was his newly met 'senior brother' Zhou Ping who sent a few messages.

Information about Uncle Fang Jian.

There are some things that the people from the Sheriff's Department did not inform when they identified the body, such as clues on the murder weapon...

As a family member of the victim, Fang Zheng has a certain right to know, and since the director is his senior brother, this information can naturally be shared.

Weird words, engravings on the murder weapon...

The writing came from another world, so people here naturally didn't recognize it and just thought it was some special mark, but Fang Zheng recognized it.

"Green Wolf Gang!"

really.

The uncle died at the hands of the Green Wolf Gang.

Not only did the murder weapon have the Green Wolf Gang's logo on it, it even had the name of the owner.

"Hu Yan Ting!"

There is another small and inconspicuous word.

seven!

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes.

He remembered that there was a strict hierarchy within the Green Wolf Gang. The gang leader was also called the big boss, followed by more than a dozen brothers with different surnames.

seven,

Could it be the seventh master?

This can be easily verified. There are more than a dozen names of the leaders of the Qinglang Gang on the wanted list in Gu'an County. Just see if they are named Yanting.

If the target is dead, that's fine. If not, the uncle's revenge must be avenged.

"The leaders of the Green Wolf Gang are all Qi-blood warriors, and there are many Qi-blood warriors who have transformed into the second or even third transformation. Now I am far from a match."

"Perhaps Huyanting is not the seventh master, and I am worrying too much."

As my thoughts started to change, I lost interest in watching videos, put down my phone and fell asleep.

I don’t know when.

"Um?"

Fang Zheng suddenly opened his eyes:

"Someone is coming in!"