The night is getting darker.

On the outskirts of Ren City, on a highway with sparse traffic.

Vehicles rustled past in the opposite lane from time to time, making a sound of wind.

In a big car.

Mr. Zhou was driving the car attentively. His mood had completely calmed down and he no longer wanted to be nervous.

Zhang Feng was wiping the Tang sword in the back seat and maintaining it using the method given to him by the blacksmith.

"Uncle Zhang..." Mr. Zhou fine-tuned the steering wheel with both hands, keeping it straight without turning his head. "I just saw the road sign. There is a service area ahead. Let's rest there for a while? Or?"

"Let's rest for the night." Zhang Feng put the Tang Dao into its sheath, placed it beside him, leaned on the back seat, and relaxed for a while, "We will start our journey tomorrow morning..."

Although the two of them had walked along the wild grass outside the factory and walked around to the open parking lot, they got in the car and left without any trouble.

But after Mr. Zhou experienced something like this, coming all the way from the eastern suburbs, and driving on the expressway a hundred miles to the southeast, his energy could not last long.

So Zhang Feng felt that for safety reasons, he decided to rest first.

After you have rested tomorrow, there will be shifts on the road, so hurry up and you will be there in one day.

Thinking.

Zhang Feng looked at the big black box at his feet again, opened it, and found that it was full of square bricks of banknotes, at least more than 600,000.

After all, betting in boxing halls like that is all done with cash.

And this box is also the box that a thug was carrying before, trying to bribe him into giving fake punches.

He probably hopes that once the 600,000 is displayed, he will dazzle his eyes and say, 'Do you think our Brother Qi is rich? If I say I will give you 100,000, I will give you 100,000!'

"Click" Zhang Feng closed the box. At this moment, he felt that what he said was quite right. Brother Qi was indeed quite rich, so he gave away the 600,000 yuan as promised.

besides.

No one was following me, and there was no sudden call from anywhere. It seemed like everything was calm just now.

But Zhang Feng also understood that these matters should have been suppressed by Chairman Zhou if nothing else happened.

It seems that when I first went to the martial arts gym to sell medicine, what others said was right.

If you really want to destroy a liar, nothing will happen.

And as time goes by.

Rest overnight in the service area.

the next day.

Get up early, drive, refuel, and continue walking towards other provinces.

And the destination we want to go to this time is Dafeng City, which is about a thousand kilometers away.

Then follow the current speed.

Zhang Feng looked at the speedometer and said to Mr. Zhou who was concentrating on driving: "Slow down, don't be in a hurry."

One ride down.

On the way, Zhang Feng asked Mr. Zhou, who was never resting, to take a break and switch to driving by himself.

At about eight o'clock in the evening.

After driving and stopping between the expressway and the village, we arrived at Dafeng City.

Then take the dirt road outside the city and onto the cement road.

Zhang Feng, who was in the back seat, looked out the window and saw that Dafeng City was similar to Ren City. The streets were full of bicycles, cars, pedestrians, and vendors setting up stalls.

"Fried chicken...burger..." a shout came from a nearby loudspeaker.

When Mr. Zhou heard this, he turned the car in front of the store on the roadside.

parking.

Mr. Zhou got out of the car and walked to the door of the fried chicken shop with a smile. He asked the boss about nearby hotels and bought two small portions of chicken tenders.

"Uncle Zhang, please pad your belly first." After getting in the car, Mr. Zhou handed over the bag of chicken tenders that smelled of sesame and cumin with one hand, and fanned his T-shirt with the other hand, "It's really hot outside, but it's cooler in the car..."

"Would you like something cold later?" Zhang Feng took the chicken tenders, wiped his hands for a while, and started to squeeze them, "After we have booked the room, are we going to find a cold skin shop?"

"Liangpi..." Mr. Zhou was chewing chicken fillet. When he heard the word "liangpi", he became even more greedy. "I usually don't know what to eat when I am asked to choose. But when I heard other people say what to eat, I felt like

Everything is delicious. Haha..."

The car continued to move forward.

After passing two streets, we stopped in front of a four-story hotel.

The doorman comes to collect the keys and park the car.

Zhang Feng took off the bow box from the rear seat panel and put it together with the Tang Dao on the seat. He mentioned it in his hand and did not intend to put it in the car.

He also carried a small baggage and a black box.

When the doorman who was idle nearby saw him, he trotted over and wanted to help Zhang Feng get the Tang knife and bow box.

Because when he thought about it, one of them looked like a wooden box, and the other looked like a decorative 'wooden stick?' They didn't look like valuable things.

So if these items are taken, I believe the two bosses will not feel uncomfortable.

But it obviously looked like a black box with a leather shell containing valuables, so he didn't take it.

When Zhang Feng saw the doorman trying to pick up his weapon, he handed the box over directly.

Enter the hotel.

Book a room, eat, go back to the house, watch the popular Tian Long Ba Bu, listen to difficult to recite sutras, sleep, and the night passes in a hurry.

The next day, while waiting for the auction, I ate and played in Dafeng City, waiting for the auction to start.

Before I knew it, it was another ten days.

It seems that there is something wrong with Mr. Zhou’s news.

He must have misjudged the listener.

Because according to the information gathered during these ten days, the auction will be on the eleventh day.

Also this evening, at nine o'clock.

Mr. Zhou picked up the car from the parking lot, and the two of them walked towards a hotel in the southern city.

The location of the auction is on the fifth floor of the hotel.

Wait until you reach the south of this street.

Zhang Feng looked out the window and found that many cars were already parked in the street parking lot.

There were several bosses chatting next to the car.

But more people smoke alone or stay in their cars, waiting for the auction to start.

Looking forward again, there is a five-story hotel on the left side of the road.

The auction is held here.

But as the car parked, Zhang Feng took his things and got out of the car with Zhou Shaogang, but they hadn't walked a few steps.

In a car opposite, a middle-aged man in the passenger seat looked at Zhang and Feng who got out of the car, then said goodbye to the driver in the driver's seat next to him: "Hey, I'm meeting a friend, let's talk some other time.

."

The driver smiled and waved his hand, "Bajin, are you being polite when you speak like this? Are you acting like I won't let you get off the car?"

"I'm sorry." Bajin said as he pulled the door handle, "I just got in the car with my front foot and walked away with my back foot. Do you think that's right?"

Bajin said, without waiting for the driver to say anything, he added: "Don't worry, Boss He. Next time I have a good item, I will be the first to contact you. But this time I just came here to pick up the missing items.

Even if you say hell and tie me up, I really have nothing in my hands!"

"Hey!" The driver saw Bajin in trouble, but he smiled, "Okay, I'll remember it! If you have something good next time, be sure to contact me!"

"Don't worry." Bajin nodded and walked towards the door.

Get around the car.

Bajin walked quickly towards Zhang and Feng in front. When he approached the two of them, he smiled boldly and said: "Hey! Boss Zhang is coming to play too!"
Chapter completed!