C155

Tonight, Li Li did not come back.

The squad had been working tirelessly for several days on the hotel arson case.

"Sherry, the treasure left behind by the High Monk of the Buddhist Sect after he passed away in meditation. It contains the essence of the energy that the High Monk has cultivated for many years and can be directly absorbed by cultivators to increase his cultivation." Chen Feng silently pondered on the understanding he had towards the sariras in his heart. "To think that the sariras that had been robbed in the cultivation world would actually appear in the body of an ordinary girl in the mortal world. "In the end, it was a fortuitous encounter and ended up in my hands."

"It seems that all of this is fate." Chen Feng sighed.

If Chen Feng did not help Little Wu, he naturally would not have gotten this sariras. Little Wu would also always be implicated by this sariras.

"Although this sariras seed is not of high grade, to my current cultivation, it can be considered a priceless treasure." Chen Feng quietly looked at the sariras and muttered to himself, "I wonder how much improvement this sariras can give me."

In between his thoughts, Chen Feng's right hand that was holding the sariras suddenly closed, and a suction force came from his right hand.

"Whooosh."

The sariras suddenly lit up with a faint white light, like the bright moon. Even though it was gripped by Chen Feng's fist, a few strands of white light still shone through the gaps of his fingers onto the wall of the room.

Although it was just a few thin, needle-like strands of white light, the entire room was lit up brightly as if by fluorescent lights.

The power of the sariras was extremely gentle. Like a stream of warm water, it slowly flowed through every part of Chen Feng's body, strengthening his body and true essence.

Third level of the Origin Condensation Realm …

Fourth level of the Origin Condensation Stage …

Under the silent absorption, Chen Feng's power was undergoing a tremendous change.

… ….

"Old Wang, have you heard? The restaurant called 'Thousand Taste Tower' at the other end of the street is open for business today."

"Yeah, I heard about it a few days ago. However, I heard that the price of that store is very expensive, ordinary people can't afford it."

… ….

In the shops of this commercial street, people were discussing in groups of three or four about the opening of the restaurant at the end of the street.

The opening of a restaurant was a very normal thing to do. However, this Thousand Taste Tower was too special. The reason was because the price inside was outrageously high.

Other restaurants' and dishes' prices couldn't be seen from the menu until you ordered. However, Thousand Taste Tower was a bit strange and directly set up a rolling electronic screen at the entrance of the restaurant. The prices of the dishes were clearly shown on the screen.

Braised eggplant with soy sauce for 50 yuan, pickled fish for 300 yuan, tomato egg soup for 80 yuan … …

The names of the ordinary dishes were accompanied by the extremely high prices of the dishes. It was hard for people to accept the fact that they were constantly scrolling through the electronic screens. When the large number of customers saw the high price of the dish, they shook their heads and walked away.

Therefore, even though it was already lunchtime, there were still no guests.

"Boss, do you think there will be anyone willing to pay such a high price?" Inside the Thousand Taste Tower, Little Wu was looking at the calm and composed Chen Feng at the side as she asked somewhat nervously.

Under Chen Feng's request, Little Wu acted as the cashier of Thousand Taste Tower.

Listening to Little Wu's words, Chen Feng nodded his head lightly and said lightly, "Let's wait and see."

"Oh." Little Wu gave a dubious reply and did not speak any further.

However, if Little Wu didn't speak, the other waiters wouldn't be able to sit still.

"Boss, should we lower the price a bit? Otherwise, those customers would be better off eating at some star hotels. It's much cheaper than here." A waiter suggested.

This waiter was a veteran of this restaurant. He had worked here for five or six years, ever since the boss started this restaurant. He had already developed feelings for this restaurant and naturally didn't want the restaurant to close due to the boss's mistake.

"Hur hur, just wait and see. There'll be a time when you guys are busy." Chen Feng chuckled and said full of confidence.

"Not good, not good!" Suddenly, a short-haired young man ran in with a panicked expression and shouted at Chen Feng, "Boss, it's bad! A large group of people is coming from outside."

"Hairy, don't panic. We have something to say." Chen Feng patted the young man's shoulder and said calmly.

This young man was the long-haired brother from before, Han San. At this moment, he became a security guard in Chen Feng's restaurant.

"Yeah, Han San, isn't it good to have someone here to eat? Why do you look so flustered?" At the cashier's counter, Little Wu looked at Han San with a teasing smile.

"It's not a guest, it's a gang!" When Han San's words fell, everyone was momentarily stunned. A bad premonition immediately arose in their hearts.

Those who ran the restaurant weren't afraid of freeloading. They were only afraid of those who acted like a hooligan. Eating for free, he would at most lose a table of rice. However, if someone tried to be a hooligan, the store would not continue to operate.

Looking at the nervous expressions of the others, Chen Feng could not help but laugh. "Black society, what is there to be afraid of? "Come, let's go out and take a look." After saying that, Chen Feng led the way out of the restaurant.

The others looked at each other and chased after him in a hurry. A few bold male attendants even picked up a few brooms from behind the door, just in case they needed it.

Outside of the restaurant, there were more than a hundred hoodlums standing there. Each of them held iron rods and did not say anything. They just stood in front of the hotel and coldly stared at the electronic screen on the eaves.

The area around the hoodlum was already surrounded by a crowd. They whispered to each other outside as if they were waiting for a good show.

They all wanted to see how this "black shop", which set the price so high, would deal with this conflict. "Are you the boss here?" The leader of the lackeys pointed at Chen Feng, who was walking out of the door, and arrogantly shouted, "This street is the territory of our Blade Gang. Did you get permission from our Blade Gang to run the restaurant?"

Chen Feng smiled mockingly. "I really didn't know that this is the territory of your Dao Gang."

"Hum, hum, hum!" The leader of the thugs laughed harshly. "From your tone, you are looking down on us, Xiao Dao, for helping you, aren't you?" "Fine, brothers, smash!"

After he finished speaking, he swung the iron rod in his hand and charged forward.

"F * ck, who dares!" Suddenly, a domineering shout came from the other side of the street. Immediately, those gangsters who were eager to try stopped in their tracks, their hearts trembling.

After about ten seconds, a group of sturdy looking men separated from the crowd. There were about a hundred of them, and their muscles bulged as they marched aggressively to the side of the gang.

This group of people stood in front of the Blade Gang members. They were like eagles standing in front of a small chick, completely different from each other.

Immediately, the gang members couldn't help but start shivering.

"Brat, you were the one who wanted to smash this restaurant?" The domineering voice came closer and closer. In the blink of an eye, it arrived at the head of the Dao Gang and chopped down with a palm. "This restaurant is under the protection of your father's Xinhe Gang. How dare you, a turtle feather, touch it?"

The hoodlum ate the slap on his face, covering it with his hands as he stared fearfully at the mountain-like man in front of him. Suddenly, he lost control of his voice and shouted, "You're the gang leader of the New He Gang, Zhang Da!"