Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

Everyone heard that it was just a milk tea shop.

Suddenly lost interest.

"Is it really possible? Boss!" Tang Yi rekindled her hope, carefully pulling Jiang Chen's clothes, begging, afraid that he was just joking.

She didn't ask such silly and sweet words as "will it hurt you".

Since the other party knew his status as a dead man, he still spoke like this, which meant that he was sure to withstand the pressure from the Tang family.

"Of course, I will do a good deed next day. I like to help homeless girls or young women between the ages of 18 and 30. You are lucky to meet me!"

Jiang Chen looked upright.

Everyone in the car twitched their mouths.

Your rescue, is it serious?

"But are you sharp in your hands and feet? The business in my store is very good, and the daily workload is not small."

Tang Qi suddenly became nervous: "I don't know how to make milk tea, but I can learn! Boss, don't dislike me, I'm a strange person, one person can do as much as three ordinary people, and I eat less, so I can still pick up leftovers from customers." Let's eat..."

Her humble posture did not arouse ridicule from a few people.

Because they all understand that what Tang Yi is looking for is not a simple job, but the hope of survival.

"Sounds good, and you don't want a salary, right? When you become proficient, I will quit those two shop assistants." Jiang Chen's eyes lit up.

Everyone's expressions became even weirder.

The capitalists will cry when they hear your idea, and the Jews will feel ashamed!

"I can do it, Boss!" Tang Qi became even more excited, and quickly puffed up her chest to show her loyalty.

Her actions immediately made Yang Chan look ashamed and indignant, Chen Xue turned her head away, and even Chen Xiaoyu embraced her hands with an indignant expression.

Jealousy is jealousy.

Several people were still very happy for Tang Yi.

Although Jiang Chen never revealed the power behind him, for some reason, they all had the feeling that the Tang family was nothing in front of him.

Now that he has spoken, Tang Qi's life is considered to be saved.

Only Zhao Erhu reminded him: "Lao Jiang, behind any aristocratic family is not simple, and should not be underestimated. Although the Tang family is ordinary in strength, behind it is the authentic Tang family!"

Jiang Chen understood that the other party was trying to remind him.

But he is not a person who is willing to get into trouble for the sake of beauty... All he wants is trouble.

And it was a bigger trouble than anyone present could have imagined!

Although it may not be useful now, when his strength grows to the point that it is difficult to find suitable tasks on the underworld app, the role will be reflected.

Of course, Jiang Chen is not sure at the moment what the secret of Tang Yi is.

But as long as it is related to the restricted area, it is safe to make money.

Even if this matter is settled.

...

The convoy drove all the way, and after more than an hour, Lao Yao, who was dragged behind, finally lost his vitality amidst the fading screams.

Jiang Chen is also very human.

He took everyone down, dug a few holes on the hill beside the road, and buried his body in parts.

The other party's cultivation base is too high, and he has a relationship with the river god. If the corpse is not divided, if he is resurrected by some evil method, it will be troublesome.

And his original idea was to smash it first, then burn it into powder, and finally sprinkle it in different places along the way.

However, it was almost dawn, and it was easy to scare passers-by during the operation, so I had to give up.

"Old man, go all the way well, if there is another life left, be a man with a straight back."

"If you're going to become a ghost..."

"Here is my two-inch photo. Burn it for you as a souvenir. Come to me for a drink in the middle of the night. Be sure to treat me well."

After the burial, Jiang Chen was still in front of the grave, babbling a few words.

Everyone stood far away with indifferent expressions on their faces.

If you don't know the truth of the matter, but only those who saw this scene will definitely think that he is the sunny boy with the warmest heart among a group of cold-blooded strange people.

...

Shortly after.

The convoy returned to the front of the black market.

The number of people in the team was reduced by about one-tenth, and the casualty rate was considered very small. It can be said that it was a very successful mission.

Jiang Hongyu spoke a few words of encouragement, and then said that when everyone went to Wuzong tonight, they would give priority to choosing, and a group of people left excitedly.

When Jiang Chen and the others wanted to leave, the heir of Wu Zong came up.

"Your name is Jiang Chen, right?"

"Among my peers, you are the strongest I have ever seen!"

Jiang Hongyu has a well-proportioned and powerful body, a neat and crisp temperament, and a sense of oppression all over her body. She is obviously talking normally, but it still makes Chen Xue and the others beside her feel breathless.

Jiang Chen looked towards her.

She cupped her hands in admiration: "Among my peers, you are the most discerning person I have ever seen!"

Jiang Hongyu's words froze, not knowing how to answer.

Paused for three seconds.

Only then did he continue: "But what I'm talking about is the past. After tonight, my third punch will soon be successful. By then, even that evildoer from the Taoist sect may have the strength to fight."

"I'm not one to beat around the bush."

"Just say it directly, I want to set a fight with you, right after I leave the customs!"

hear this.

Jiang Chen looked her up and down a few times, showing obvious dislike.

You are not a bad person.

I only fight with you when I have nothing to do.

He coughed dryly, put his hands behind his back, and shook his head indifferently: "Jiang never hits women."

Hearing this, the corners of Chen Xue's mouths twitched.

With Bai Ling, the ghost bride Jiang Qianqian, and the coffin maker's wife, all the beatings were for nothing?

Jiang Hongyu's face darkened a bit.

"You look down on women?"

"That's not true. Compared with delicate living women, I still prefer hard-working, thick-skinned female ghosts, who feel better when fighting." Jiang Chen answered eloquently.

Jiang Hongyu was stunned again by some coquettish words.

This time she was stunned for five or six seconds, not knowing how to answer it, so she snorted coldly, took out a sign, and slapped it on Jiang Chen's hand.

"No matter what, I'm sending you the Wu Zong battle post, and you must accept it. There is such a rule in the iron law. If you don't believe me, you can check it."

"When I leave the customs, it will be the time for you and me to decide the outcome!"

After speaking, he turned around and left, never giving Jiang Chen a chance to refuse.

Zhao Erhu on the side suddenly became surprised: "I'll go, Wu Zong's battle post, Lao Jiang, you've made a lot of money!"

Jiang Chen stared at the other party's powerful thighs and twisted buttocks as he left, admiring them, and casually asked, "What do you mean?"

"Wu Zong was warlike. When they established the iron law back then, they had to retain their right to challenge whatever they said. Later, they had to make a post about Wu Zong's battle."

"But the other giants and Yin Cao Yan Luo also said that if you say challenge, you should challenge it. You must give something."

"So the last slap on the head, the rule is that it doesn't matter if Wu Zong's disciple wins, but if he loses, the same sex will have to work for the other party for three years, and the opposite sex is equivalent to a wedding invitation."

"Of course, these restrictions are only for Wu Zong's disciples. Even if the challenged party loses, it will only be beaten."

"This is Jiang Hongyu, Lao Jiang, if you can win, you will have a wife who is the successor of Wu Zong!"