I can fish for anything

Chapter 96 The Uninvited Guest

"Peng Wenyuan, a grass-mud horse, don't stand and talk without back pain. My balls are all poked, and you still tell me to solve the problem. You tell me how to solve this problem. Fortunately, I was sent to the hospital in time, otherwise I and he Then you will become a eunuch!"

Master Long pointed at Peng Wenyuan and cursed: "This matter is caused by you, give me 500 million, this matter is settled!"

"It's only 500 million, it's easy to talk about."

Peng Wenyuan still smiled: "Master Long, as long as we win Jiang Zhihao, let alone 500 million, even 5000 million is drizzle! Yesterday I got a news that Jiang Zhihao applied for the right to use [-] acres of wasteland in Nanshan, and the above has already approved it. It seems that this kid is going to expand the canning factory and the medicinal material base! As long as we have a stake in the canning factory, are we afraid that we will have no money?"

"It's easy for you to say, can Jiang Zhihao agree to our shareholding?"

"I know he won't agree, but we can find ways to get him to agree, such as..."

After listening to Peng Wenyuan's words, Master Long couldn't help laughing and cursing: "You're really bad enough, okay, just follow what you said, and I've already called my elder brother, does my elder brother know the provincial capital? Master of the Lingzong, please invite a master to come over at that time, and promise to make that kid Jiang Zhihao kneel down and sing Conquer!"

"Okay, Master Long, I've already made up my mind. From now on, the cannery and Peng Ling will be yours, and his medicinal material base will be mine. What do you think?"

Master Long rolled his eyes at him: "I'll talk about this later, but it will cost some money to invite the masters of the Lingzong of the Qing Dynasty to come over, so you can pay for it!"

"Huh? How much does it cost?"

"According to the market price, the cost of losing two legs is 100 million!"

Peng Wenyuan gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll pay the money, but this time it must be a real master, but don't be like your younger brothers, they all fell down before they made a move."

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Someone patted Peng Wenyuan's shoulder from behind.

Turning his head to look, a young man with sharp eyes and dark skin was standing behind him.

Peng Wenyuan didn't know this person, so he subconsciously looked at Master Long.

Master Long explained with a smile: "'This is my brother for many years, Artest, who just came back from abroad yesterday, and has stayed with me to do things since then."

"Oh, brother Artest, hello!" Peng Wenyuan reached out to him.

Artest ignored him, sneered at the table, and suddenly slapped his palm.

With a bang, the table made of solid wood turned into pieces.

Peng Wenyuan's eyes widened.

Then Artest's contemptuous voice sounded: "Men, you must be strong. I heard that there is a country boy who is quite rampant recently. What's wrong? I, Artest, have been away from Jiangbei for so many years, do any cats or dogs dare to jump around?"

Peng Wenyuan sneered in his heart, this skill is really nothing in front of Jiang Zhihao.

He had seen with his own eyes that Ling Yunzi, the suzerain of Ling, and Mei Yuehua, the elder, together were no match for Jiang Zhihao.

However, he didn't say it out, but sincerely extended his thumb to Artai, and praised: "Brother Artai is really good at skills, and he has the courage to be undeserved. I wonder what Brother Artai has been doing abroad all these years?"

"Mercenaries." Artest said proudly.

Peng Wenyuan was immediately in awe: "Master Long, I don't think it is necessary to spend money to invite experts to come over. Brother Artai alone is enough to settle Jiang Zhihao!"

"A-Tai, what do you mean?" Master Long asked sideways.

"It's just a little bastard in the countryside, nothing to worry about, I'm going to meet him tonight, Lord Long, tell me, which arm do you want from him?"

At 02:30 in the morning, at Jiang Zhihao's home.

Peng Ling had already fallen asleep, and Jiang Zhihao sat cross-legged on the bed to practice.

As the aura contained in the Lingzhu entered his body bit by bit, Jiang Zhihao felt that his dantian began to swell and become hot.

Jiang Zhihao knew that the aura in his body had reached saturation, so he stopped absorbing the aura, and began to try to let the aura in his body travel to all parts of his body.

For more than ten minutes, the aura flowed out along the meridians and acupoints in his body through the blood capillaries, and the remaining aura gathered in the dantian again.

The fundamental difference between the master state and the peak state is not only the size of the sea of ​​energy, but also the most important point. For a master at the peak state, the aura opens up all the pores of the body.

In other words, the strong who have reached the peak can absorb the aura of the world in the future, not only through breathing, but also through the pores of the body.

In addition to the above improvements, the ability to see things at night has also been improved a lot.

The Grand Master can clearly see everything within ten meters at night when he can't see his fingers.

At the peak state, seeing things within 20 meters is like daytime.

20 meters away, it is a bit blurry.

After getting up and stretching, Jiang Zhihao lay down and prepared to sleep.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure coming over the wall along the window.

After the man fell into the yard, he looked around first, then bent down and walked towards the living room.

Jiang Zhihao got out of bed and turned on the light in the bedroom.

In the dark, Artest was not surprised to see the bedroom lights suddenly turned on.

He thought Jiang Zhihao was going to get up at night, but he didn't find him.

Even if found, there is nothing to be afraid of.

In his eyes, Jiang Zhihao is just a little bastard with some skills.

Although Lord Long had told him many times before coming here that he must be careful, Jiang Zhihao was not easy to deal with, but he didn't take it seriously.

Abroad, he was an elite member of the Reaper's mercenary squad, and had participated in many assassinations of important figures in the country.

Half a month ago, the leader of a small country in South Africa was shot twelve times while giving a speech, and he led others to do it.

If it wasn't for the tight grip over there, he wouldn't have tried his best to return home.

Moreover, when Artest was young, he had been taught by an expert, and he had practiced for many years, and he was already a master of the Mahayana realm.

As the footsteps got closer, Artest knew someone had come out of the house.

He hid himself behind the incense stand.

Xiangtai, that is, the platform where rural people burn incense and worship their ancestors during festivals.

More than one meter high and half a meter wide,
Soon, the door opened, and Jiang Zhihao walked out of the room.

With the light, Artest saw Jiang Zhihao for the first time.

He is bare-chested, about 1.7 meters five, and his body is not considered strong, and he is also a little thin, no different from ordinary rural youths.

Just such a waste, can make Long Ye and those little brothers cry father and mother?

It seems that what Peng Wenyuan said is correct, those younger brothers are indeed good-for-nothings!

I thought Jiang Zhihao would go to the bathroom, but after the door opened, Jiang Zhihao came out and stood on the steps, not going down.

Instead, he stretched out his finger and pointed in his direction: "If you want to trouble me, you can do it in an open and aboveboard way. There's no need to sneak around like this."

Artest was dumbfounded?

Is he talking about me?How did he find me?
Also, why does he speak with such confidence? Isn't he afraid at all?
(End of this chapter)