Liver Proficiency from Immortality

yard.

The two figures' fists and palms intersected.

Bang! ! !

One figure took five steps back, and another figure took three steps back.

The two sides separated, it was Zhang Wuyan and Zeng Yifeng.

"Junior Brother Zhang, you are amazing."

Zeng Yifeng gave a thumbs up.

Zhang Wuyan shook his head, "Senior Brother Zeng is a compliment. I broke through several months earlier than him, but I can only be slightly better than him. He is still more powerful."

Zeng Yifeng finally completed the first level of "Iron Sand Palm", so he couldn't wait to come to Zhang Wuyan to practice, and the scene just happened.

At this time, two months had passed since the last Overlord Dinner incident. During this period, Zhang Wuyan took action once and solved a small problem for the Zeng Family Restaurant.

A smile appeared on Zeng Yifeng's face. It seemed that the gap between him and Zhang Wuyan was getting smaller and smaller. Although it took a lot of money to achieve the current achievements, money is also a part of strength and cannot be used without it.

Little did he know that Zhang Wuyan was giving in to him just now.

After all, he is Zhang Wuyan's boss. It's not good to let the boss lose so ugly. It's not good to just let the boss win. It's too fake.

If Zhang Wuyan didn't hold back, he would have been defeated long ago. He could only take five steps back, and Zhang Wuyan would not take one step back.

The system panel appeared in front of Zhang Wuyan's eyes.

[Name]: Zhang Wuyan.

【Age】: 17/immortal.

[Level]: Not popular.

[Martial Arts]: The second level of "Iron Sand Palm" (4/20).

[Skills]: Medical skills (beginner) (4/10).

"Without the money, the next practice will slow down."

Zhang Wuyan sighed slightly in his heart. In the past two months, he spent six taels of silver on potions and two taels of silver on medical books. Now he is penniless.

If you can't get money, your subsequent cultivation will inevitably slow down, and even the improvement of your medical skills will slow down.

"You have to find a way to make money, but not attract too much attention."

Zhang Wuyan had a plan in mind, but it was never implemented.

"Junior Brother Zhang." Zeng Yifeng straightened his clothes and said with a smile, "Let's go to Honghua Tower together?"

"Honghua Building..."

As soon as you hear the name, you know where it is.

Zhang Wuyan said seriously: "Senior brother, I won't go to that kind of place."

"All right."

Zeng Yifeng shrugged and left alone.

Zhang Wuyan touched his withered purse and looked at Zeng Yifeng's leaving figure. This boss is ignorant. He doesn't know that I am very poor.

Can't you treat me to a guest?

late at night.

Zhang Wuyan quietly left the backyard of Zeng's restaurant.

Outside a rather dilapidated small courtyard.

Zhang Wuyan appeared here, listening to the sounds coming from inside.

"big big big!"

"Little! Little! Little!"

"open!"

"Why is he so small? He lost again!"

There were four people inside, gambling on dice. Zhang Wuyan searched for nearly a month before settling on this place.

The four people engaged in gambling inside were all members of the Black Wolf Gang, but they had no background or much strength in the Black Wolf Gang and were considered fringe elements.

If the Black Wolf Gang goes to war with other gangs, they will be cannon fodder players.

They are Zhang Wuyan's targets.

Quietly climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, arriving outside a dimly lit room.

boom!

A man fell straight down.

"Who are you……"

Before they finished speaking, the other three people also received a stick on the head and fell down.

After quickly searching the four people and taking away all the money in the room, Zhang Wuyan threw the stick in his hand into the toilet and returned to the backyard of Zeng's restaurant at night.

in the room.

Zhang Wuyan carefully recalled the incident just now. He was wearing black clothes and covering his face. He used a stick instead of an iron palm. It was almost impossible for anyone to suspect him of this incident.

Even the so-called detective might not be able to find Zhang Wuyan. After all, this kind of thing happens occasionally, and there are quite a few cases where martial arts masters rob the rich and give to the poor.

Although Zhang Wuyan did not rob the rich nor help the poor, the nature of the incident was similar.

After making sure that there were no flaws, Zhang Wuyan took out the money he had just snatched.

There was not much silver, only twenty-eight taels in total. After all, the people Zhang Wuyan robbed were not strong, not even Qiu Laoliu who was killed by him, so naturally there was not much silver.

But Zhang Wuyan was very satisfied. Twenty-eight taels of silver was enough for him to practice for a long time, and because the person who robbed him was not strong, there was almost no possibility of him being exposed.

This was a choice he made after careful consideration.

While making money, you must pay more attention to hiding yourself. You must not expose yourself for a small amount of money, and you must not rob someone who is stronger than yourself, or even someone who is about the same strength as yourself.

You can only rob someone who is weaker than yourself, and someone who is much weaker than yourself.

Only in this way can you ensure your absolute safety.

Of course, the people Zhang Wuyan robbed were not good things, so he felt at ease while robbing them.

As for this kind of behavior, Zhang Wuyan didn't care at all. What he wanted was to use the big to bully the small.

the next day.

The bodies of four members of the Black Wolf Gang were discovered, which triggered an investigation by the Black Wolf Gang, but Zhang Wuyan's head was not found.

After all, Zhang Wuyan was a serious person with a serious job, and he had no grudges against the Black Wolf Gang. No one could have imagined that he was the murderer.

Five more days passed, and after the deaths of the four people completely subsided, Zhang Wuyan went to the Li Family Martial Arts Hall and spent three taels of silver to buy a bottle of potion.

Half a year has passed.

Bang bang bang...

Zhang Wuyan and Zeng Yifeng had a fight, and the two were evenly matched, with neither winning nor losing.

"Senior Brother Zeng is amazing." Zhang Wuyan gave a thumbs up and praised: "You have surpassed me."

There was not much joy on Zeng Yifeng's face, and he sighed: "Even if I am twice as strong, it will be of no use."

Zhang Wuyan asked in confusion: "What happened?"

"Don't talk about this." Zeng Yifeng shook his head and shouted: "Come here."

A boy rushed over, and Zeng Yifeng gave the order, "Go and prepare a table of good wine and food. I want to get drunk with Junior Brother Zhang."

Zhang Wuyan frowned slightly and didn't say much. It seemed that Zeng Yifeng was troubled, so he would drink with him to relieve his boredom.

In the private room.

Zhang Wuyan and Zeng Yifeng clinked glasses one after another and quickly drank a pot of wine.

Zeng Yifeng called for another pot of wine, filled it for Zhang Wuyan, and said: "Junior brother Zhang, you are not young anymore. Look at me, senior brother. I have children, but you are not married yet. Senior brother, I will arrange a marriage for you. "

Just when Zhang Wuyan was about to refuse, Zeng Yifeng said bluntly: "I introduced my sister to you. You have met her. She is a very good person and likes you very much. My father also agrees to this marriage."

Immediately afterwards, Zeng Yifeng took out another banknote and placed it in front of Zhang Wuyan, "My father asked me to bring this. It is my sister's dowry. Don't take it too little."