Starting from Orion, kill a Martial Saint

Chapter 70 Where is my money? ?
Early morning, black market.

The person on duty today is Second Senior Brother Peng Fei.

Senior Brother Peng Fei is dull and meticulous.

Wei Zheng briefly greeted him and then wandered around the black market with Bai Ling'er.

Bai Ling'er seemed very happy, her little white hands intertwined with Wei Zheng's, and the two of them wandered around the various blocks of the black market.

All this is very novel to her. In her eyes, this black market is more like a super large market, selling everything. The dog market in the West City and the Orion District in the South City are all kinds of hunting places. She was dazzled by the game meat and the various novelties in the grocery section.

Wei Zheng was a bit whimsical and wanted to continue to try his luck in the black market to see if there were any strange beasts or treasure fish for sale, but he was disappointed.

After all, Baoyu is not just another person, and you can't just touch it if you can.

"Master Wei!" When walking on the roadside, most of the dealers stationed on the roadside would respectfully call him "Master Wei." After wandering around for a while, Wei Zheng's arms were filled with bacon and rice noodles.

Although he has only been on duty in the black market for a month, both the merchants and the managers here are already familiar with Wei Zheng's heroic face.

A few people even came over, insisting on giving Wei Zheng a few personal maids for him to play with.

"It seems that I will have to come to the black market less often in the future." Looking at the large and small bags in his arms, Wei Zheng couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Even though I knew they were trying to curry favor with me, they still felt bad about receiving so many things for no reason.

"This tael of silver is what I bought them from. When the time comes, I will ask who gave it to them and let them share it."

After casually summoning a steward, Wei Zheng took out a brand new silver ingot from his arms and handed it to the steward who nodded and bowed to him.

"Yes! Mr. Wei is so open-minded!" The manager chuckled. He had been with Wei Zheng for a month. Although he couldn't figure out Wei Zheng's temperament, he understood one thing.

Mr. Wei always kept his word, so he accepted the money directly.

"Hehe, Mr. Wei is much more open-minded than that guy Wang Xue. These vendors are frightened by Wang Xue. They come to work in the black market every day and bring their own silver!"

"But." The steward's voice was lowered, as if he had no worries. "Master Wei, please don't show off recently. Recently, a thief appeared on the black market in Ming City. He is very powerful. Now many people have had their silver stolen!"

Wei Zheng laughed heartily after hearing this.

He's really not afraid.

The so-called martial artist has sharp eyes and quick hands. If an ordinary person gets close to him, he is afraid that he will be caught by the wrist as soon as he touches the corner of his clothes. The so-called thief can deal with ordinary people just fine. If he touches him, he is afraid that if he takes action, he will be caught. catch.

This is the self-confidence of a martial artist.

Have some free time today.

After Wei Zheng visited the black market, he came to the Ming market in the city.

The Ming market is bustling with hawkers selling cooking cakes, women grinding copper bells, and sellers pushing carts selling various toys on the roadside. There are shouts one after another.

The aroma of fried cakes, the sweetness of sugar-roasted chestnuts, and the aroma of meat cooking in a large pot are constantly surrounding your nose.

Unknowingly, Wei Zheng's steps stopped and he saw a plaque in front of him.

Naturally, he still remembered the boss who sold all kinds of wild animals.

I still remember that when he first crossed over, he would often walk to the city after catching prey and go find the old shopkeeper here to exchange some silver coins.

However, after he hunted the white-eared wolf paw, the old shopkeeper actually reduced the price of the white-eared wolf worth more than ten taels to one tael of silver. This made him feel grudge, and he never came here again from then on. .

It stands to reason that shopkeeper Zhang is a kind-hearted person, so he shouldn't suddenly trick him?

Thinking like this, Wei Zheng suddenly heard bursts of noisy curses coming from the room.

"Old Shacai, if you don't hand over the money you owe me today, I will smash your shabby shop today! Hand over the money to me quickly!"

In a small shop, a man full of charlatanism was sitting on a rocking chair in front of the counter. He was tapping the scabbard with his hand, and his face was trembling. He looked like a master who was not easy to mess with.

The expression on Shopkeeper Zhang's face was almost shrinking into a ball, as if he wanted to cry without tears. "Grandpa, your interest rate is too high. The interest rate that was originally promised has slowly increased to nine or twelve. I really can't afford to pay it back."

"Don't fucking pretend to be pitiful! Didn't you borrow this money yourself?! Huh? Now you know you regret it? Why didn't you fuck up when you borrowed it?" The man just wanted to get up, but his shoulders seemed to be pressed by an iron clamp. , was actually pressed on the chair, unable to get up at all.

The man was about to curse angrily.But after seeing the person coming, the expression on his face instantly turned to panic.

"Wei, Mr. Wei."

Now in the outer city, who doesn't know about the new genius Wei Zheng, Mr. Wei?Even their gang leader wanted to win over a martial arts master, but Master Wei still looked down upon him.

A big shot of this level is something that low-level gangsters like them cannot afford to offend.

Looking at this look, Mr. Wei seems to be trying to stand up for the shopkeeper.

But this money is definitely not something you can get rid of just by saying you don’t want it...
He is just a small person who collects bills. He can't afford to offend anyone, including his eldest brother, Mr. Wei.

Shopkeeper Zhang on the side had a dull expression. The moment he saw Wei Zheng, his face was full of shame.

Those little Jiujiu things he did back then, I'm afraid Wei Zheng would have noticed them by now, right?
"Tell me, what exactly is going on?"

After some understanding, Wei Zheng finally understood the whole story.

Although the debt collector seemed arrogant, he didn't touch shopkeeper Zhang. Half a year ago, shopkeeper Zhang borrowed 30 taels of silver from their elder brother for turnover. It was originally scheduled to be repaid in three months, but until now, The shopkeeper paid back a total of more than ten taels of silver.

As for the penalty interest, it was natural that shopkeeper Zhang was at fault first, so they raised the penalty interest just to make the old Zhang repay the money quickly.

After all, this old Zhangtou is a merchant in their territory. If he is really forced to death, it will not end well for them.

"50 taels of silver is enough for you to pay the bills."

Wei Zheng's voice was cold, and he took out the silver cake from his arms.

"Thank you! Thank you, Mr. Wei!" The expression on the man's face instantly became fanatical.

Unexpectedly... I actually got a harvest this time.
After delaying the money for several months, Mr. Wei actually let it go with just one word.

Sure enough, the martial arts master in the outer city is rich! More than 50 taels of silver, and you just took it out just like that?

The man looked at Wei Zheng expectantly, holding his hands in the air as if he was receiving a reward.

I heard that Mr. Wei is a man of his own words. I guess he wouldn't lie to me like this, right?

Huh?Why hasn't Mr. Wei come out with the money yet?
Wei Zheng felt around in his pocket, looking a little confused.

Then, he touched it again, and his expression became uncertain.

Huh?
Where is my money?

Where's the pile of silver I just brought out?
How do you say it's gone if it's gone?
Wei Zheng suddenly thought of what the steward said when he was in the black market just now.

Could it be that your money was stolen?
"Master Wei?" The man's expression was a little embarrassed. His hand had been holding it in the air for a long time and had already become sore.

But why hasn’t Mr. Wei come up with the money yet?
"Forehead."

Wei Zheng swallowed secretly and glanced at Bai Ling'er beside him.

Bai Ling'er understood and took out a few small silver pancakes from her pocket, biting her lips, looking a little distressed.

"My husband is not enough"

"That's enough, that's enough! Thank you, Mr. Wei! Thank you, sister-in-law!" How could the man not see what the situation was now?

How dare I embarrass Mr. Wei again?

He spoke hurriedly, took the silver and ran out the door as if running away.

If this situation doesn't continue, I'm afraid I won't even have these coins anymore.

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