493: C493 Absolute Master

C493 Absolute Master

"Earning money? What kind of money does he earn?"

Bao Dang was confused, he had heard of Medicine King Mountain before, but he had never been there before and he did not know where the door opened.

Although he had a good reputation, he wasn't an astronomical figure. Then, wouldn't he be a god?

"Just giving directions and finding people."

Boss Ah San shrugged and said.

"Him? Stop joking, he's still asking for directions from laozi, it would be weird if laozi trusts him. "

Bao Dang waved his hand in disdain, as he did not believe Ah San's bullsh * t at all.

The people who asked the question and the people who asked it were not idiots. They had to understand each other before they would spend money to ask. Otherwise, who would speak carelessly and they would not know if it was true or not?

If they wanted to ruin his reputation, they had to have the ability. At the very least, Bao Dang thought that those who came weren't idiots, and Qin Feng wasn't as strong as Ah San had said.

"If you don't believe me, then forget it!"

Ah San pursed his lips. Originally, he wanted to remind this lazy neighbor that it was better to follow Qin Feng's example and sell as he liked, rather than wait for the customer to come knocking on his door.

Right now, everyone was focusing on a marketing method. If he just squatted in the corner, he would not get up without paying. It was like asking for a meal, completely discrediting this trade.

Even Ah San couldn't take it anymore.

"How much money did he make?"

He seemed bored, so he asked Ah San.

Heh, one head at least a million, in the half an hour since you left, the family has earned more than five million, and now that you've come to a customer, they are satisfied and left. Heh, at least a million, in the half hour after you left, the family has earned more than five million, and in

Ah San's words were like a heavy hammer that smashed onto Bao Dai's heart, causing his mind to waver and he could no longer maintain his calm.

Master, he knew that he had met an absolute master.

If he did not have this little bit of insight, then he would have wasted so many years of living.

To know about Medicine King Mountain and so many mysterious regions, how could he be an ordinary person?

Thinking of this, he could not wait any longer. He wanted to ask who exactly Great God was. Even if he could not, he could still get some valuable information.

At this moment, Qin Feng arrived in front of a heavy stone door. On it, the three sinister big words "Ghost Gate" were written.

"Boss, this kind of place is usually the office of the Ghost Market's managers, can we go in?"

Gao Xiaotian's face was pressed against the stone door as he looked through the cracks, but he couldn't see anything.

The next moment!

Accompanied by the sound of explosion, the scene in front of him suddenly opened up. Gao Xiaotian's face was as if he had seen a ghost. He saw Qin Feng kick his long leg and just landed his foot on the ground.

The door in front of him shattered and fell to the ground.

Dozens of eyes fell on Gao Xiaotian. He quickly waved his hand and said, "It's not me, it has nothing to do with me. My boss used too much strength and knocked on the door. Do you believe me?"

Qin Feng dragged Gao Xiaotian behind him and walked in with his head held high and chest held high.

A dozen muscular men wearing a mask with steel forks and iron chains in hand walked over aggressively.

In the spacious space, there were surveillance screens all around and in front of the glass in the control room at the top, a bald head was standing there, staring at Qin Feng.

"Tell the judge to get out here!"

Qin Feng was in high spirits. He waved his hand and shouted towards the bulky men with cow masks.

Instantly, those people stopped their steps and turned around.

The electronic door opened, and the baldy wearing a black leather windbreaker slowly walked over. When he saw Qin Feng, he slightly narrowed his eyes.

"You know me?"

The bald man asked expressionlessly.

"I don't know you, but I know that every Ghost Market has a judge in charge. You should recognize me then!"

Qin Feng smiled and said in a deep voice, "The Little Tyrant of the Southern Battlefield, Qin Feng!"

Upon hearing the two words, 'Qin Feng', the baldy's facial expression changed drastically, but in a flash, it returned to its usual stern expression.

"Infernal King Qin Feng, you?"

Hearing these words, the other party clearly did not believe him.

"Why? Doesn't it look like it?"

Qin Feng took out the gold silk gloves from his pocket and smiled.

"Whether you like it or not, I have the final say. No, I have the final say too. Even if you really are Qin Feng of Devil God, you have to follow the rules here!"

The bald man laughed coldly and waved his hand. Immediately, the group of bulky brutes all rushed forward.

Before Qin Feng could move, Gao Xiaotian's figure had already shot towards the bull head with his fists and feet flying in the air. He was extremely ferocious as he turned around and shouted at Qin Feng, "Boss, I'll leave that big bald guy to you. These small fries!"

I'll take it all! "

Qin Feng sighed and shook his head helplessly. He punched and the two bull-headed brutes that were close to him were sent flying. When they hit the ground, the mask on their heads cracked open and they spat out blood.

Qin Feng took a few steps forward and stood opposite to the bald man.

"You said you want me to follow your rules? That's fine, but there's one thing. Let the person I'm looking for go first. Whatever rules you want me to follow, I'll follow them. How about it?"

Qin Feng said in a flat tone, but his gaze landed on the main control room. He saw a beautiful figure lying on an iron bed, seemingly in a coma.

It should be Hsu Xiutine!

He was now extremely suspicious as to why the judge would accept such a business. This had already violated the rules of Ghost Market, not caring about human affairs and not interfering in any conflicts of interest.

"If you want to save someone, you must show them your corresponding strength. Otherwise, you should just die here!"

The bald man sneered and didn't attack. The electronic door behind him opened and over a hundred strong men with all kinds of masks rushed out, all of them wielding all kinds of cold weapons and exuding shocking auras.

At the same time, another group of foreign men jumped out from the left gate. They all had guns in their hands, and their firepower was ferocious.

"Qin Feng, do you still remember who we are?"

Among the foreign men, the leader was a short-haired man wearing a white suit with a golden needle pinned to his chest. The most eye-catching part was the half-moon embroidered on his chest.

A bastard with Moonworshiper Cult!

Qin Feng had realized that he was completely tricked in this situation.1

Hsu Xiutine was basically just a primer. The reason the judge accepted this order was because he was colluding with trash like the Moon Worship Foundation, so he dared to earn any kind of money.

However, they were going against the Qing Gang. Were they not afraid that the Xu Family would dig up the graves of his ancestors afterwards?

Big Baldy, you f * cking deserve to die. Even if you and Heaven Tyrant Association joined forces, I still have a reason to spare your life. Yet, you still colluded with this group of dogs.

Qin Feng's eyes were bloodshot. If it wasn't for Hsu Xiutine and Big Idiot, within this Ghost Market, his massacre of the third seal would not have been affected much.

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