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Chapter 63 The Beggar Gang

Zhang Lei bought some ordinary pigs.

Then he used the secrets of raising delicious pigs to raise ordinary pigs into delicious pigs.

Afterwards, Zhang Lei posted on Weibo again.

"Second-class delicious pig, first come, first served."

"Wow! I finally have it. Come on, I want a hundred pounds! But why is it a second-class delicious pig?"

"If you don't want to, just get out of here. No matter how second- or third-rate he is, I want them all."

Zhang Lei posted an explanation, "This time the delicious pig tastes a little worse than the last time, but it can still detoxify!"

"I want it, I want it. This pork can really detoxify. I want to give some to my boss."

"Show, I won't accept any gifts for the holidays this year. I will only accept delicious pigs as gifts."

In just three minutes, Zhang Lei’s comment area was already crowded with people placing orders.

Zhang Lei feels like he has a headache. He can't stand it.

Wang Rumi smiled, "I'll do it."

It turns out that Wang Rumi has already compiled a program that can automatically process orders.

Zhang Lei asked Wang Rumi to add another instruction, "One account can only purchase one pound at most."

Only when it is rare will it maintain its value. This is an eternal truth.

In the afternoon, several cars stopped in front of Zhang Lei's door.

Several people in white coats came down from inside.

"Are you guys?"

"Are you Zhang Lei?" A young doctor frowned when he saw Zhang Lei, "Hurry up and hand over the detoxification formula!"

"Xiaohua, shut up!" An old man stood up, "Brother Zhang, this incident is very serious. Too many people have been poisoned. Our hospital is really unprepared for this poison. Many patients are in great pain. Your pork,

We also bought some and they were amazing and the effect was immediate, so we hope..."

"You hope I can hand over the formula?" Zhang Lei sneered.

The old man quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, we won't let you hand it over in vain, we will compensate you."

Zhang Lei looked at the old man. He found this old man very pleasing to his eyes, unlike the previous guy, who was annoying to look at.

Seeing Zhang Lei's gaze, Xiaohua almost couldn't hold back.

"How many?"

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched. He never expected that Zhang Lei would be so direct.

The old man said awkwardly: "We are all members of a voluntary association and our funds are really limited, so..."

Zhang Lei immediately changed his face, "No money? That's nonsense!"

"You!" Xiaohua stood up, pointed at Zhang Lei, and said angrily: "Why don't you have a kind heart? There are so many people outside waiting to be saved, but you are making huge profits here even though you are capable! You are here?

hateful!"

Zhang Lei was also angry. In fact, if he talked nicely, Zhang Lei could hand it over. He was not a hard-hearted person, but what this guy named Xiaohua said was so annoying.

"Kindness? How much do you think that thing is worth?"

"you!"

"Xiaohua! Shut up!" The old man sighed, took out a card and said: "This is my savings for many years, one million. We want to buy a hundred catties. Do you think this is okay, little brother?"

Zhang Lei admired this old man and stopped joking, "No problem, I can provide it to you, or even give it all to you, but I have a condition."

The old man was very excited and said, "Okay, no matter what the conditions are, I will definitely agree!"

The old man looked generous and righteous, and Zhang Lei was speechless.

"Actually, it's very simple. I want you to put my name on it. I won't do things that are unknown."

The old man patted his thigh and said, "No problem."

It's refreshing enough, I like it.

Zhang Lei directly handed over the formula to them. As for the one million, Zhang Lei didn't ask for it.

Just kidding, although I love money, I am also a principled person.

If Wang Rumi hears this, he will definitely despise him. Do you really have principles?

Later, Zhang Lei's fame increased again because he gave away the detoxification formula. He was named one of the top ten outstanding young people in the city and once again gained countless fans.

"Ding, the host successfully pretended to be cool and gained 100 points of pretending!"

"Ding, the host successfully pretended to be cool and gained 100 points of pretending!"

"Ding, the host successfully pretended to be cool and gained 100 points of pretending!"



Everyone has been detoxified, but Zhang Lei's delicious pig is still very popular, it is so delicious.

Zhang Lei still uses the rush-buying model to sell, and only sells five hundred kilograms of second-class delicious pigs every day. When a new batch of delicious pigs produced by the system store grow up, they will only sell one hundred kilograms a day!

As the saying goes, rare things are valuable, Zhang Lei feels that he is simply a genius in the business world.

After a few days of peaceful life, Zhang Lei once again welcomed a group of uninvited guests.

Zhang Lei was watching TV at home that day when he received a call.

"Is that Zhang Lei?"

"Who are you?"

"Tomorrow at noon, I'll be waiting for you on the top floor of the Starlight Building!"

Then, he hung up.

Zhang Lei felt baffled.

The next day, the call came again.

"Why didn't you come?"

Zhang Lei rolled his eyes, "Who are you? Why should I go?"

This person also feels too good about himself.

"I am Hong Liang, the current leader of the Beggar Clan. The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms in your hand are the treasure of our Beggar Clan."

What the hell? A gang of beggars?

What era are we in now? Are there still gangs of beggars?

"Get out!"

Zhang Lei hung up the phone directly.

Ding ding ding, the phone rang again, it was the same number, Zhang Lei blocked it directly.

Just kidding, I spent countless pretense to redeem this in the system store, can I give it to you?

If the phone couldn't be reached, they came directly to the door.

"Zhang Lei, hand over the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon and promise not to use them again. We will not hold you accountable for stealing the lessons!"

This was so true that Zhang Lei almost believed it.

Zhang Lei silently turned on the live broadcast.

He said: "So what if you are the leader of the Beggar Clan? I have never come into contact with you. This is what I got. Why should I give it to you? If you want it, come and grab it! However, I cannot guarantee your personal safety."

"Damn, this live broadcast room is finally on again. I've been waiting for a long time."

"Beggars? Are they so showy?"

Countless people began to give rewards and beg to show off.

The corner of Hong Liang's mouth twitched, this guy actually started a live broadcast?

Hong Liang was about to speak when another person came in from outside.

When Hong Liang saw the person coming, he was extremely shocked.

"Mr. Li." Hong Liang stood up quickly.

"Well, Xiao Liang."

Zhang Lei saw someone coming. Isn't this the old man from the voluntary association a few days ago?

"Do you know each other? Are you also here to grab the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?" Zhang Lei frowned.

"Don't get me wrong, little friend. Since these Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms have been learned by the little friend, it means that they are destined for you."

"Mr. Li, this..." Hong Liang immediately became anxious.

Mr. Li is a highly respected senior member of the Beggar Clan, and his attitude is very crucial.

"What's wrong? Your parents don't dare to mention this matter anymore, and you still don't accept it?" Zhang Lei waved his hand, and a dragon's roar suddenly sounded.

Both of their pupils shrank.

"Ding, the host successfully pretended to be cool and gained 100 points of pretending!"

"Ding, the host successfully pretended to be cool and gained 100 points of pretending!"

"Ding, the host successfully pretended to be cool and gained 100 points of pretending!"


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