Chapter 283

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 283 am I a fat sheep?

You can still find out this kind of news by yourself. How can it be worth a hundred pieces of medium grade spirit stone? Obviously, the middle-aged man saw that Chen Feng was young, thought he was ignorant of world affairs, and regarded him as a wrongdoer. At this time, Chen Feng exposed it on the spot, and a flash of shame and anger flashed on his face, and a trace of malice flashed in his eyes, but then, his face was about to be covered with a smile again.

"A middle-class spirit stone is just a middle-class spirit stone, and I'll sell you the news at a loss." With that, he wanted to reach out and grab the spirit stone.

But Chen Feng turned his hand over, pressed the spirit stone under his palm, and said faintly, "tell me the news first, and then give you the spirit stone."

There was a flash of shame and anger in the man's eyes, but he had no choice but to say it first.

"You don't know. About ten days ago, news suddenly came out of Baiyang town. It is said that it was calm in the forbidden area of the back mountain of the Bai family, the first family in Baiyang town. But not long ago, a dead Fire Mountain in the back mountain, which has been silent for thousands of years, suddenly erupted and burst into flames. Many people in Baiyang town saw it, and with this volcanic eruption, there was a strange treasure, which was in the volcanic lava in As for what the strange treasure is, no one can say it clearly, but everyone knows it must be very powerful, because the treasure light cannot be suppressed. "

"So during this period of time, many people poured into Baiyang Town, trying to snatch the treasure."

After listening, Chen Feng nodded slowly, "I see. No wonder so many people are in Baiyang town."

Seeing that the man should not have lied, he pushed Zhongpin Lingshi forward and said, "take it away."

Chen Feng could not give it to him, but he was not the one who broke his promise.

He took the medium-sized spirit stone in his hand and took a close look. A flash of surprise and ecstasy flashed on the man's face.

Without stopping, he immediately turned out of the restaurant and went straight to the east of the town.

There is an abandoned house in the east of the town, with desolate weeds and dozens of people guarding it, making a bonfire, drinking and eating meat. From the main room of the house, was there still a burst of women's cries and screams, mixed with men's rude and obscene laughter.

The thief eyed middle-aged man trotted over all the way, panting and shouting, "boss, boss, I found a fat sheep."

The door of the main room opened, and a tall man with a bunch of black hair on his chest and a body like a black tower came out and shouted, "white haired mouse, what fat sheep have you met again? I can tell you, if you dare to lie to me again this time, I will pull your legs and tear your life in half!"

As he said this, his eyes showed a cruel and malicious color, and he licked the corners of his mouth, looking very bloodthirsty.

The picky eyed man was very afraid, so he quickly smiled and said, "boss, this time is definitely a big fat sheep, and there is absolutely nothing wrong."

He breathlessly said the process just now, and then took the middle-class spirit stone to the burly man: "there are still small eyes. This middle-class spirit stone is of high quality, and its purity is at least 30% higher than that of the highest purity middle-class spirit stone in Baiyang town. Moreover, the boy, although his clothes are not expensive, his bearing is good. At a glance, he knows that he is a disciple of a large family who came out to experience."

"Moreover, although he just deliberately reached under the table and stole it, making people think he was taking it out of the package, little noticed that he didn't have such a big package, so little inferred that he must have a mustard bag."

"Mustard bag?"

Hearing this, the big man immediately brightened his eyes and showed excitement.

For these gangs entrenched in the town, mustard bags have always been elusive gods, never seen, let alone owned.

Without saying anything, the big man immediately called on his brothers: "copy the guy, kill him with me, and rob the fat sheep."

The big man in the yard immediately shouted and drank, and picked up weapons one after another. At this time, the big man suddenly said, "white haired mouse, how is that boy's strength?"

"My strength is not high. I think it's like the day after tomorrow. Don't forget, brother. You're a master of the day after tomorrow. If we go together, even the master of the day after tomorrow can kill him."

These people immediately had confidence when the thief said this, and the big man shouted, "what are you waiting for? Go, kill the fat sheep and rob his things."

Chen Feng heard the news and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a large group of people breaking into the restaurant door, one holding knives and guns, with a ferocious look. Chen Feng just glanced at them and turned his head without paying much attention. The most powerful of these people is only the day after tomorrow eightfold, that is, a group of ordinary martial artists don't have to worry about it at all.

But I didn't expect that he didn't provoke those people, but those people took the initiative to provoke him.

They went straight to Chen Feng's seat and surrounded him in the middle, with a cold and greedy smile on their faces.