Chapter 1244 Steamed Bun Stall
Looking at Qing Muzi’s leaving figure, Liu Jun rolled his eyes, “It’s still a big ice cube.”
Chu Feng came over, “Your uncle is still I care about you very much. I probably heard that you went on a killing spree and was worried that you would be blinded by the killing, so I hurried over to care about you."
Liu Jun curled his lips and, in public, said those The ransom was collected in the Order of Good and Evil.
This move caught the attention of the melon eaters who had not yet left. A trace of greed flashed in many people's eyes. If Liu Jun hadn't been so powerful, they might have just gone and grabbed it.
Spiritual stones, space magic weapons, and other treasures, Liu Jun is simply a walking money tree. Whoever cuts it down will get rich.
Seeing this scene, Chu Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. Liu Jun definitely leaked money on purpose, just to have fun.
If someone really robbed him as a walking money tree, there would probably be no pants left that could be robbed.
Because the Great Luomen, the Kunlun Sect, and the Shaolin of the Western Regions accepted their defeat, the melon-eating people had nothing to see and left here one after another.
The bustling streets became deserted again.
"Silly Zhu, go and pay for the furniture and get some food to eat." Liu Jun casually threw out a box of money.
Si Zhu’s eyes widened. You must know that money now is much more valuable than before. In the past, one dollar could only buy an old popsicle, but now one dollar can buy a basket of steamed buns.
This box is worth five million. He, the new boss, is really generous.
“Well, boss, you don’t need so much.” Although Silly Zhu’s eyes were shining and he was a little excited looking at the box of money, he was still somewhat sensible and knew what was his and what was not his. .
"Eat and drink well, and buy some outfits for the brothers. For the rest, don't talk about it and go to work." Liu Jun waved his hands and said with an indifferent expression.
"Okay, thank you, boss." Silly Zhu looked touched and agreed quickly.
After Silly Zhu led his men out, Chu Feng said, "What are your plans for the next step?"
The corners of Liu Jun's mouth raised, showing a smile, "They are not going to open fire. What kind of monks' conference? I want to go and have fun."
Chu Feng blinked and laughed. "If you go, it will really give them a headache."
"Since you I decided to participate in the Monk Conference. Take a look at this information. This is the theme of this Monk Conference. Some time ago, a super-large underground city was discovered in the Kumtag Desert, more than 200 kilometers away from Wucheng. The spiritual energy is extremely abundant, and there is probably something worth studying in it. When the time comes, you can go and take a look." Chu Feng showed a genuine expression, took out a document from his backpack and handed it to Liu Jun.
"This matter hasn't been dealt with yet. Another one has come up. The mules of the production team must also have a rest." Liu Jun's face was full of reluctance.
“Mr. Wu said that all the valuable items you obtain in the dungeon can be recovered by Jiubu at one and two times the price. In other words, there is no bounty for this mission. It's up to you whether you earn more or not." Chu Feng's eyes were a little complicated.
This is a mission, but in fact it is a different kind of reward for Liu Jun. According to Liu Jun's urine, if he goes to the dungeon, he will definitely come back with a full load, and the bounty will be high by then.
"Huh? That's okay." Liu Jun's eyes lit up. He basically used the treasures and the like he obtained before because he couldn't sell them. This time, Jiujiu actually recycled them. This is What a great opportunity to make money.
"By the way, who discovered this dungeon? Why didn't you take it all to yourself?" Liu Jun asked curiously.
"It was discovered by a casual cultivator. This underground city seems to be blocked by a barrier. Only this casual cultivator has a way to enter," Chu Feng explained.
Liu Jun was immediately curious. The forces in Wucheng were not easy to get along with. If this casual cultivator really mastered the way in and out of the dungeon, would those forces not attack him?
While Liu Jun was puzzled, the major forces in Wucheng were also intensively preparing for the monks conference.
Whether it is the Kunlun Sect, Daluo Sect, or other sects, they all regard this monks conference as an opportunity to rise up and overwhelm other forces.
So this monks’ conference will definitely cause a bloody storm and cause countless killings.
And Liu Jun, as a ruthless character who started killing people before the monks meeting even started, attracted everyone's attention. Even if he went out for a walk, he was watched like a monkey.
“Oh, look, this is the money that the Daluomen, the Kunlun Sect, and the Shaolin in the Western Regions didn’t dare to fight two days ago.”
“Real and fake , Are you exaggerating? You are talking about the top forces in our Wucheng." "Look, you are too short-sighted. No matter how strong they are, are they as strong as the people behind them? This person is from Maoshan."
“Well, I’ve heard about this too. That day, Shaolin from the Western Regions formed a tripartite alliance and wanted to cause trouble for this guy. As a result, eighty-one swordsmen came from Maoshan. The formation immediately scared them into losing money and leaving.”
"That's right, that miserable prisoner was scared to death on the spot."
Liu Jun, who bought a few skewers of barbecue not far away, rolled his eyes, "What the hell, all the swordsmen in Maoshan will get one piece." There are not enough eighty-one. They are Maoshan, Daomen, not Jianzong."
Although he was very unhappy to be watched and pointed at, there was no other way. He could not put these gossips away. Cut them all off.
Walking around outside, Liu Jun found a stall selling big steamed buns. His favorite food was steamed buns.
Smelling the fragrant steamed buns, I couldn’t help it instantly.
Just as he was about to step forward, a large group of people rushed over and smashed up the bun stall without saying a word.
The stall is run by a mother and son. The mother looks to be in her thirties and has delicate facial features. However, her skin is a little rough due to not taking care of herself for a long time.
And the child, who was about twelve or thirteen years old, was held tightly in his mother's arms, turning his head to look at the group of gangsters smashing the stall, with a trace of hatred in his eyes.
“You guys, you’re setting up a stall without paying. If I don’t teach you a lesson, you won’t know who is the owner of this street.” The leading gangster yelled and smashed, and there was a big piece on his head. The blue fur is still swaying.
Liu Jun frowned as he looked at the big bun being stepped over by this group of people.
Regardless of whether it was before the recovery of spiritual energy or now, it is almost impossible to buy such big steamed buns. Many places sell them, which are small steamed buns, or palm-sized steamed buns. Big steamed buns as long as the palm of your hand are almost impossible to buy. .
He had eaten this kind of buns when he was a child. In his impression, at that time, this was the most delicious food.
Liu Jun stepped forward and patted a gangster on the shoulder.
The gangster turned his head and waved the tattoos on his shirtless body, with an unhappy look on his face, "Who are you talking about? Can't you see that I am a member of society?"
Liu Jun He casually slapped the gangster on the face, and the strong force knocked him to the ground, knocking out a few teeth.
"Brothers, fuck him." The leading blue-haired gangster took a look and saw that his men were beaten in his territory. Is this okay? Immediately call for people to come on.
Two seconds, just two seconds, there were people lying on the ground in front of the bun stall, and wailing sounds could be heard one after another.
Except for the gangster in the lead, no one who just participated in the stall was standing.
Seeing this scene, the cultivators around them shook their heads. These gangsters could encounter evil stars like Liu Jun no matter how hard they smashed the stalls. I don’t know if they are too lucky or too unlucky.
"You, where are you from? Do you know that this is the territory of Daluomen? Are you looking for death?" Although the blue-haired gangster knew that Liu Jun was a practitioner, he still shouted in a stern tone. , wanting to move out of Daluomen to scare Liu Jun.
"Da Luomen, I know them, I'm familiar with them. I'll give you time. Go and call them." Liu Jun looked around, picked up a bun with only a little dust on it, pinched off the dusty piece, and didn't care. Start eating.
The blue-haired gangster had some doubts in his eyes. He was a little unsure whether Liu Jun was confident or pretending to be calm.
"Hurry up and call someone, we're in a hurry" Liu Jun urged with an impatient look on his face as he saw the blue-haired gangster motionless and not calling anyone.
The blue-haired gangster gritted his teeth and really fired a flare into the sky.
After a while, the crowd of onlookers dispersed, and a large group of Daluomen disciples came over.
"What's going on?" The leading elder of Daluomen walked straight towards the blue-haired gangster without even looking at Liu Jun.
"Elder, that man is causing trouble for our Daluomen," the blue-haired gangster pointed at Liu Jun and said.
The elder of the Great Luomen turned around and took a look. His face suddenly changed and his legs became weak. Why did this meow come across this evil star?
(End of this chapter)