Chapter 77 Commitment

Pull out the saber from the sand, and Zhang Jianyang played with it in his hand.

There is only a little bright red on the sand, which was sprayed by Liu Changqing when he was eaten by blue worms, and it is also the best proof of Liu Changqing's death. The four-star cicada wings that made Zhang Jianyang's eyes hot were also turned into countless metal pieces and sprinkled in the sand. This made Zhang Jianyang a little sad. The four-star ultra-thin star armor, the name of the cicada wings, is as thin as the wings of a summer cicada. It is worth hundreds of millions even if it is sold.

It's a pity that hundreds of millions of dollars were gnawed away by the blue worm in a few seconds.

Touching the saber in his hand, fortunately, Liu Changqing subconsciously shook off the saber so that it would not be destroyed by the blue worm.

Zhang Jianyang tried to instill some star power in it. The snow-white saber immediately flashed with a red light, and the world showed its power.

"Good boy, the G substance reaches 15%, which contains red mud metal as expensive as G substance. It adopts an extremely complex formula process, and the price is not below the wings of the cicada." Zhang Jianyang was stunned. It is certain that this saber, its sharpness, as long as it is used properly, or the indoctrinated star power is strong enough, not to mention the four-star star armor, even to chisel the five-star star armor, it will not be difficult.

Zhang Jianyang carefully put it away. In front of this saber, he asked Tang Yaoqi to add a dagger with a 20% proportion of G substance, which is simply a piece of garbage.

Return to the place where the backpack was thrown down and carry the backpack and snake skin. Zhang Jianyang did not dare to stay in the night and ran wildly.

Because it was not too far from the town, it took Zhang Jianyang more than ten minutes to return to the town, which was already dark and silent.

It is estimated that affected by this gunfight, the fat man Wu Zhongyong's restaurant must have suffered heavy losses. I don't know if this fat man will cry to death? Wu Zhongyong's name, to be honest, if Zhang Jianyang didn't know him, it would be difficult to associate this name with a fat man. Perhaps when his father named it, he also hoped that his son could follow a mediocre way.

In the post-nuclear world, who doesn't try to think of mediocrity?

After a fierce gunfight, the influence on the town is very weak. In addition to two police cars with flashing police lights, five or six medical staff are cleaning up the bodies and the wounded. It can be seen that the battle in front of the Happy Hotel ended quickly. None of the people brought by Liu Changqing could run away. On the adventurer's side, there were also heavy casualties. Nearly 100 people were killed in this gunfight.

The police didn't seem to have the intention of investigating. They just called a big truck and threw all the bodies on it.

As the medical staff left with the injured, the police also left with the truck carrying the body, and the whole hotel regained peace.

In the dark night, the town is forbidden to light. At such a time, no one can think of getting into any trouble. What's more, this gunfight was made by Master Liu. In the small town, who dares to offend Master Liu's mold? In the past month, there have been many unlucky guys who are still in the hospital and have been disabled for the rest of their lives.

Zhang Jianyang just looked at it from a distance and found a hotel nearby to stay.

The second time, the people who passed by the Happy Hotel looked in curiously, and the people who knew the news all explained with their eyebrows.

More than a dozen waiters are cleaning the broken glass in front of the hotel, while Wu Zhongyong, as the boss, is standing in front of the hotel, pointing something with a thin middle-aged man. The middle-aged man records it with a pen from time to time. Obviously, they are discussing how to redecorate the hotel.

Zhang Jianyang originally thought that Wu Zhongyong would cry. After all, last time Zhang Jianyang only asked him for a little money, his expression was like a dead father.

Who would have thought that in the face of such a big loss, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Seeing Zhang Jianyang procrastinating over, Wu Zhongyong was first stunned, and then happy: "I thought I couldn't eat the fresh meat of the mutant beasts in the Giant Beast Mountains anymore." He looked around carefully, and then lowered his voice: "Brother Zhang, that old man..."

In fact, Wu Zhongyong is much older than Zhang Jianyang. It's a little strange to hear this sound of Brother Zhang.

Zhang Jianyang enjoyed it a little. He still had a faint smile on his face and gently wiped his neck, which made Wu Zhongyong's eyes wide open and burst into heavy words.

Thinking of the source of this incident, Zhang Jianyang felt a little sorry for Wu Zhongyong and asked, "Well, the loss is not very heavy, is it?"

Wu Zhongyong shook his head, looked at the almost broken glass, and there were bullet holes. He said carelessly, "This restaurant has been open for five or six years. It always looks the same. I guess customers are tired of it. They just took this opportunity to change a new look. The old one doesn't go, the new one doesn't come. Maybe if the decoration is completed, there will be more customers.

The business in the small town is a little profiteering. Wu Zhongyong has also made some money over the years. He can fully afford this kind of decoration.

Zhang Jianyang patted Wu Zhongyong on the shoulder and said, "It's up to you. If you have something to do in the future, let me know that I'm in Shacheng."

An expression of joy appeared on Wu Zhongyong's face. In his eyes, Zhang Jianyang was a super master. Even the four-star Liu Changqing could silently kill him and destroy the fourth-order sword pig herd, just like playing. A figure like this is definitely a big shot. Now that he has got a promise from Zhang Jianyang, how can he not be ecstatic? Wu Zhongyong's slight physical pain in his heart disappeared in an instant. He only felt that the loss this time was too small. If the whole restaurant was demolished, would this promise not be greater?

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When returning to the sand city and entering the gate, several soldiers just looked at it casually, rolled their eyes, and waved their hands to let Zhang Jianyang pass.

At the end, he scolded, "Damn, these days, people who pick up rags can afford to drive cars. What kind of world?"

Zhang Jianyang heard that it was just a burst of fun. He dared to swagger into the city with such a valuable thing, just to see the soldiers here, and it was impossible to know what these were. Under Zhang Jianyang's clever cover, nuclear crystals and snake skin are completely like a pile of rags. I can't see that it's not their fault. After all, this thing, the whole sand city, can be recognized by countless people.

In many cases, the more hidden it is, the more suspicious it is.

When I got home, nothing changed in a few days. Everything was the same as usual.

Zhang Jianyang took the things to the bedroom where he lived, and piled the valuable things into the pile of debris like rags.

It is estimated that the people of the whole sand city have come, and it is impossible to imagine that Zhang Jianyang will casually put such expensive things here that can set off a storm. This truth seems to be the same as the safer the more dangerous the place. In Zhang Jianyang's opinion, the more conspicuous the place is, the easier it is to be ignored.

If someone is determined to steal your things, even if you dig a secret under the bed, you will be found out.

Zhang Jianyang did not inform Tang Yaoqi that he had come back. It was so easy to say that he had got the fire god fruit, which was a little shocking.

Simply, Zhang Jianyang stayed at home, helping his mother take care of some housework, and enjoying this rare leisure time.

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