Chapter 73 Strong Dragon

The mutant beast's sense of smell is very sensitive, which makes Zhang Jianyang have to spend more than an hour looking for several plants after leaving the central area, and then make a pair of deodorant medicine to remove the bloody smell from the flame dragon snake skin.

Looking at the time, it was already afternoon.

Zhang Jianyang took out a piece of more than ten catties of refined meat wrapped in plastic wrap cut from the sword pig, cut off a piece with a dagger, cooked it with fire, and added some spices, and hurriedly solved the problem of this lunch.

After lunch, Zhang Jianyang did not stay, and it would be dark in four or five hours. After calculating the distance, it was just the right time to return to the town at night.

This trip goes deep into the Giant Beast Mountains. Compared with the last time, there is no surname. In terms of harvest alone, it is one heaven and one earth. Now Zhang Jianyang is not well dressed, but no one will think that the items in his backpack are worth a billion. Not to mention the large pile of flame dragon snake skin he is carrying is also calculated in hundreds of millions.

With such a precious thing, Zhang Jianyang's journey back is more careful. As long as he sees a mutant beast, he will take a detour.

After several hours of trekking, when the afterglow of the sun disappeared on the flat line, Zhang Jianyang rushed out of the Giant Beast Mountains.

On the way back to the town, there were several teams. Looking at the joy on their faces, there was no need to guess, and they knew that they must have gained a lot.

As soon as Zhang Jianyang, a lonely adventurer, appeared and saw him carrying a big bag, he naturally attracted the attention of others. It's just that no one will come to ask Zhang Jianyang. The team or individual who returned from the Giant Beast Mountains are extremely **, and no one wants to come up to make trouble.

When I entered the town, it was almost completely dark.

Zhang Jianyang is not afraid of the night, but it is not realistic to carry such a valuable thing and return overnight.

The town is still as lively, and there will never be a shortage of people who come to treasure hunting and dream of making a fortune.

The fat boss's restaurant is booming, and it is almost full of seats.

At this time, the fat man was drinking a few employees: "Be careful and clean the car for me."

Several male employees worked hard to wipe on Zhang Jianyang's leather car with a rag, and did not even let go of a corner. As the whole pickup truck was cleaned, bullet holes all over the body appeared, making the whole pickup truck extremely ferocious. Some employees even dug out a few deformed warheads from these bullet holes.

The fat man looked at the pickup truck sweating a little. He could imagine what the situation was like at that time. The battle must have been extremely fierce.

When Zhang Jianyang appeared in the restaurant with the snake skin of the flame dragon snake, he saw the fat man busy in his car. He walked over with a sneer, put down the snake skin, took out the cigarette from his pocket, took a slam inhal, and patted the fat man on the shoulder after spitting out the smoke.

"Ah!"

A cold pat made the pensive fat man shocked. Looking back, he saw that it was Zhang Jianyang. He immediately shouted flatteringly, "Oh, big brother, are you back?"

Zhang Jianyang pointed to his car with cigarette butts and said, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Brother, even if you give me courage for a day, I dare not think about it. Isn't it that your car is dirty? I'm thinking about washing it for you. The fat boss was diligent, and he pointed to Zhang Jianyang's pickup truck: "I really didn't move anything, but I didn't even get a scratch."

Zhang Jianyang looked at the fat boss suspiciously and said, "There is some fresh meat here. Get me a hodgepodge."

The fat boss took the fresh meat handed over by Zhang Jianyang with some trembling. With just a glance, he could determine the source of the meat. It must be in the Giant Beast Mountains. Thinking of this, the fat boss immediately said a good word, and immediately diligently ran into the restaurant with this seven or eight catties of fresh meat, then ordered the chef, and personally came out to arrange a guest room for Zhang Jianyang.

"Brother, I have ordered the kitchen to do it now, and I can eat it in half an hour."

I took a shower, and it happened that the fat man outside asked someone to send a large pot of hodgepodge.

The chef's skills here are really good. The fragrance alone makes people's saliva secrete faster. The meat quality of the mutant beast is far from comparable to ordinary meat. The higher the mutant beast, the more precious its meat is. Zhang Jianyang remembers that in the most luxurious hotel in the heart of the world, he exhibited a dish made of eighth-order mutant animal meat, which caused a sensation.

Its price is millions for a small dish.

It is true that there are countless rich people lined up to raise prices again and again in order to eat this dish.

This shows how crazy the mutant animal meat is.

The fourth-order sword pig is one of the most suitable meat materials for human consumption. Its taste is far better than that of domestic pigs.

The fat boss came with a bottle of 30-year-old white dry wine. He was cheeky and came uninvited. Zhang Jianyang doesn't care. This pot of hodgepodge, in addition to some other meat ingredients added by the fat man, is also about ten catties. Not to mention one person, even four or five people are enough to eat. There is not much more than him.

"It smells so good!"

The fat man, who rudely took a piece of sword pork into his mouth, took a small sip of wine lightly, and his face was full of intoxication and almost swallowed his tongue.

Zhang Jianyang roasted and ate more than a catty at noon. It can only be said that he swallowed dates. Now it tastes really good. It's just that the fat boss made Zhang Jianyang strange: "You are guarding such a restaurant. What kind of delicacies have you ever eaten?" Do you need to sigh?"

"There are mountain treasures, but seafood is impossible." The fat man said seriously.

This is located in the Giant Beast Mountains. There are often some teams that hunt mutant beasts and sell them in small towns. Although it is a little expensive, it is not lacking.

Zhang Jianyang didn't understand why the fat man suddenly changed his surname, but he didn't ask much.

The fat man is very drunk. He almost killed a bottle of old white dry wine by himself, and his face did not change at all. It seemed that with the help of wine, the fat man suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Liu Guowei, and the black snake, you killed it, didn't you?"

Zhang Jianyang's expression did not change at all. He just calmly put down his chopsticks and said, "How do you see it?"

The fat man laughed and said, "Liu Guowei was killed after you clashed. Previously, Liu Guowei's men looked for the black snake, and the black snake also disappeared. Combined with the bullet holes on your pickup truck, you don't need to think too much about it.

"What's the case?" Zhang Jianyang is still very flat.

"If so, you'd better leave quickly. Since I can guess, it's impossible for Liu Changqing not to know. The whole town is the eyeliner he laid. How dare you appear here? Isn't it looking for death? The fat boss was a little excited. According to reason, Zhang Jianyang should be his enemy, but I don't know why he just can't hate him.

Liu Changqing has now fallen into a state of madness. Even if the fat man has the intention to report a letter, who knows what the benefits are?

Since the benefits are unknown, it's better to please Zhang Jianyang, a strong dragon. In the opinion of the fat man, the person who can kill the son of the first bully in the town and show up here is definitely a very strong dragon. If he is not strong, how can he suppress Liu Changqing, a local snake?

And Zhang Jianyang's calm look is also one of the reasons why the fat man fell to Zhang Jianyang.

Zhang Jianyang smiled, picked up a piece of sword pork, and said to the fat man, "Okay, I'll make you as a friend, Zhang Jianyang."

The fat boss smiled and said, "Wu Zhongyong."

"Do you know what kind of mutant beast meat this is?" After writing down the name of the fat boss, Zhang Jianyang asked slowly.

Wu Zhongyong shook his head: "It feels a little similar to the meat quality of domestic pigs, but the taste is very different."

Zhang Jianyang chewed the meat: "This is the meat of a sword pig."

The plain words sounded nine heavenly thunders on Wu Zhongyong's ears. It is impossible for Wu Zhongyong, who lives here, to know what level of mutant the sword pig is. Although the fourth level is not high, the sword pig is a group of animals, with at least seven or eight. He can kill more than seven or eight fourth-order sword pigs, and he is alone. What will his star level be?

Five stars, six stars?

At this moment, Wu Zhongyong finally knew why Zhang Jianyang behaved calmly. Liu Changqing was just four stars. In front of Zhang Jianyang, it was nothing at all.

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