We agreed to practice martial arts, why the hell can you explode stars with one punch?

"You go."

"We are a small store, run on a small budget, and self-sufficient. There is no so-called distribution rights to negotiate."

Under the thick experimental glasses, a mysterious halo flashed away.

next moment.

Scan data emerged from the man's eyes.

Body scan data belonging to Qin Feng.

See the data.

There was a hint of awe in the man's eyes, and his expression became solemn.

Immediately.

He narrowed his eyes deeper and said so.

"Furthermore, a warrior like you has a distinguished status. A fly shop like ours is not qualified to cooperate with you."

"Musha?"

The girl on the side heard this.

Suddenly he looked at Qin Feng in surprise and uncertainty.

In a surprised look.

Hidden...

A hint of fear.

Even a hint of hatred.

"oh?"

When Qin Feng heard the words, he keenly observed the details of the expressions on the faces of the man and the girl, and his eyes flashed.

It's quite interesting.

The experimental glasses worn on the man's face should have a strong detection and scanning function, and can detect part of the body data of the person being scanned, so as to judge the strength and identity.

but.

Although this man said the honorific "you" in his mouth.

The tone was very cold.

Look at his attitude.

And the subtle expressions of fear and hatred that appear subconsciously on the girl's face.

Apparently...

These brothers and sisters should have been persecuted by a certain warrior.

So for warriors.

Instinctively repulsive.

"This man has a strong smell of medical disinfection. He should be the prosthetic doctor the girl mentioned before."

"You have a professional qualification certificate and a business license, but you still manage to open a fly shop in the middle of the upper city. Obviously, you have some unspeakable secret... Could it be that you have offended a certain warrior from the Goddess Sect?"

Combined with the brother and sister's reactions.

Qin Feng made a guess in his mind.

Naturally, he would not leave just like that. He rolled his eyes in a circle and said with a smile:

"I am a warrior from outside Canglang City."

"Not under the Goddess Cult."

Under the hegemonic management of the Goddess Sect in Canglang City, the official political institutions that were originally affiliated with Yanxia were either eroded or disintegrated. Now there is only one "Yanxia Bank" left struggling to support it.

However, on the surface, Canglang City is still a city under the jurisdiction of Yanxia Kingdom.

Because it is relatively close to the "Dulong Battlefield".

There will be some foreign warriors entering the city to conduct transactions and replenish supplies.

The Goddess Cult did not completely "close the city".

Upon hearing this, the man's eyes moved slightly and his expression softened slightly.

Observe this detail.

Qin Feng became more and more certain about the speculation in his heart.

If you want to seek cooperation, or even deceive such high-tech talents into becoming your backbone of believers, you must first understand the other party's background, experience, and story.

but.

It's not easy to ask directly.

Qin Feng rolled his eyes and quickly had an idea.

He glanced at the man's thin, frail, sickly body and pale face, and asked:

"Suffering from some kind of pollution disease?"

Stayed in the lower city for a long time.

Qin Feng has seen all kinds of pollution diseases.

The symptoms of the man in front of him clearly showed the characteristics of a pollution disease.

Although the other party concealed it very well, with Qin Feng's observation ability, he could easily catch some of the tumors that the other party tried hard to hide under his clothes.

This is the first symptom of contamination distortion.

When he heard the words "pollution disease", the man's face suddenly showed some obvious dryness.

He was breathing heavily.

Hard to calm down.

He turned around and wanted to get into the small door. At the same time, he suppressed his tone and said solemnly:

"Guest, I'm sorry, our store is closing."

"Since you have seen that I am a patient with pollution diseases, you should stay away from me. Even if you are a warrior, you will not get well if you are caught by some high-level pollution diseases."

Squeak...

The cramped door was opened.

There were a few faint purple lights coming out of it, giving people an eerie feeling.

It shines on the man's pale, sickly face.

Inexplicable.

The air became colder and damper, and there seemed to be a vague squirming sound, like countless tiny maggots surging, densely packed, wet and slippery.

The girl's expression showed a bit of worry.

She sighed.

He immediately looked at Qin Feng:

"Sorry guest, my brother..."

But the words were not finished yet.

Qin Feng's voice suddenly sounded:

"What if I said, I can cure your pollution disease?"

The man wanted to get into the door's body.

Suddenly.

He turned his head little by little.

Look at Qin Feng.

Looking at Qin Feng's eyes that were filled with smiles and confidence, the corners of his mouth twitched, and finally there was a hint of self-deprecation.

He said:

"Dear warrior master, whether you are from outside the city or under the command of the Goddess Cult, I know that you all want to know clues about the 'sealed-level flesh and blood weapon' from me."

"Oh, I've said it many times, I don't know, I'm just a deformed person contaminated by this damn weapon, just a wretch."

"I know my disease, but it can't be cured at all."

"So, please stop drawing cakes for me, okay?"

Say it.

He got in.

And with a bang, he closed the narrow door.

Qin Feng was confused.

What?

Information clues about the sealed flesh weapon?

His face became strange.

Let's be reasonable.

He really just came to seek cooperation and discuss the production and distribution of the rehabilitation blood pump.

How come there is an unexpected gain?