Chapter 486 A Fine of Five Thousand, Your Excellency
"More than one hundred and sixty paths..."
Fang Chen pondered: "Will there be any trouble?"
"Trouble? No, there will be no trouble. I am just a little shocked. You have more than 160 true fire talismans..."
Che Yuxuan waved his hand quickly, his expression still strange, and he thought to himself, how many years have it been before he survived?
ten years?
Twenty years?
In his opinion, making talismans is a very difficult thing, and one must have a very high grasp of spiritual power.
There must be inheritance of talismans and long-term study and practice. There will naturally be fewer people who can achieve success in this path.
"Your Excellency is here for a moment. This transaction is a bit big. I have to ask the shopkeeper to come forward."
Che Yuxuan explained and stood up and left.
He didn't let Fang Chen wait too long. For about a quarter of an hour, Che Yuxuan followed an old man into the room.
The old man clasped his fists at Fang Chen and smiled, "Customer, I heard that there is a real fire talisman for sale?"
Fang Chen nodded with a smile.
The next thing is simple, one hand in hand, the other hand in hand.
After deducting the 5,000 low-grade spirit stones in the talisman-making spirit materials, more than 50,000 low-grade spirit stones are put into bags.
The total number of spirit stones increased from 13,000 to 63,000, which is a considerable income.
Che Yuxuan was in a good mood and could also draw a lot of money for this business. He sent Fang Chen to the door all the way. At this moment, the two of them were already called brothers.
"Brother Xia, if you have such a good thing next time, remember to come and find me."
Che Yuxuan said enthusiastically.
"It's easy to say."
Fang Chen nodded with a smile and said goodbye and left.
On the way back to the quiet room, Fang Chen noticed that the monk had been following him secretly and did not care.
But before I walked far, I saw a few figures coming from the crowd and pressing towards him.
These people obviously divided the work and blocked the road, so Fang Chen had no place to hide.
Not far away, there were several monks sitting in a teahouse. One of them looked at Fang Chen with a window and smiled faintly:
"Are you sure this person lives only in a quiet room with a herringbone size?"
"Hey, our people saw him coming out of the herringbone quiet room with his own eyes. He has been in seclusion for several months. He definitely has no background in living in such a quiet room."
One man whispered.
"That's good."
The few people stopped talking and just looked at Fang Chen with a smile.
Seeing that several figures had been touched, Fang Chen sighed softly, grabbed the nearest figure, and slapped it in the face.
The sound of bone shattering suddenly sounded on the other party's face, half of the face had collapsed, blood kept flowing out of the seven orifices, leaving half of the breath.
The other figures didn't seem to have expected Fang Chen to take action, and they stood there in a daze, but their not moving did not mean that Fang Chen was not looking for them.
The other party repeatedly treated him as a fish. Fang Chen also wanted to see what kind of backing there was behind this group of pickpockets.
Fang Chen grabbed one person again, copied it, slapped it on the ground, and the remaining people wanted to escape, but they were not as fast as Fang Chen, and they were beaten one by one.
The injuries of several people were almost exactly the same, with most of their cheeks collapsed and bleeding from their seven orifices.
As soon as this situation happened, passers-by around immediately showed shock and retreated to the side, looking at Fang Chen with a strange look.
There is a rule for building boats that private fights are not allowed. If you really want to do something, you must go to a special venue for fighting.
If you violate this rule, you will be fined!
If you cannot pay the fine, you will be thrown off the boat.
"Is this guy crazy? Why did he suddenly attack someone?"
"Shh, let's say a little bit, offend people for no reason, the ones he beat are not good people."
"Hmm? What's the inside story?"
A whisper rang around, and someone had already recognized the special identity of the monk who had been knocked to the ground.
Garucity surged in his eyes. Many monks on the boat had just been cheated by these guys.
He was afraid of the other party's background and did not dare to cause trouble. Unexpectedly, the other party encountered a tough situation.
In the teahouse, the monks looked at each other, and the leader looked gloomy and said coldly:
"Didn't he say he has no background? How dare he take action like this?"
"Head, I don't know if I wait..."
Several subordinates said with a wry smile.
The monk led the monk was silent for a few breaths, and then said lightly: "It's okay, the young master has bribed many people. Since this monk dares to take action like this, it depends on the fine he will give."
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of monks walked through the crowd and came to Fang Chen.
The leading monk was wearing a black mysterious suit, middle-aged and with a mustache. He glanced at the injured monks on the ground, then looked at Fang Chen and frowned:
"Your Excellency, did you beat them?"
Fang Chen nodded. He had met these guys when he boarded the ship. They were the order defenders of the building ship and the subordinate of the owner.
"You should know that there is no private fight here."
The middle-aged man said coldly.
"Yes, there will be a fine if there is a private fight."
Fang Chen nodded, "The fine is 300 for injured one person, and the fine is 1,000 for death."
"Since that's the case, you still dare to fight privately?"
The middle-aged man's face was gloomy.
Fang Chen smiled, suddenly stomped the head of the monk in front of him, and kicked the heads of several other monks.
"This guy..."
In the crowd, the monk who first clashed with Fang Chen turned pale and sweated wildly.
Fortunately, he didn't take action just now! Otherwise, he would be the one among the dead!
"One, two, three, four, five...five people, fined 5,000, you will collect it."
Fang Chen counted, took out five thousand low-grade spirit stones and handed them to the middle-aged man, and turned around and left.
Everyone was stunned and looked at Fang Chen in disbelief.
Who is this person?? Even though he knew he would have to be fined, he really dared to kill five monks in front of the ship owner!?
Not only that... the other party had just clearly paid a fine of 5,000 low-grade spirit stones.
this……
I can even buy a top-grade yellow magic weapon. Even the golden elixir cultivator dare not waste spirit stones like this!?
Everyone looked at Fang Chen's back, their eyes curious and fearful.
It was not until Fang Chen disappeared before his eyes that the middle-aged man reacted, staring blankly at the spirit stone in front of him, with a very strange expression.
Then, he looked towards the teahouse and ordered his men:
"Cleaned the body."
After saying that, he turned around and left with the spirit stone, without causing trouble for Fang Chen.
In the teahouse, the monk in the head looked extremely blue, his fists were clenched, and his joints were even faintly white.
"Boss, this guy is so brave to kill our people!"
"He must be killed. He can take out five thousand low-grade spirit stones at will, and there must be more spirit stones on his body!"
"But... we can't see through his cultivation..."
"Just just a magic weapon to gather breath. Living in a herringbone room, how high can your cultivation be? Is it because of the foundation building? What are some young masters afraid of!"
Everyone said one by one.
The monk who led the monk shouted coldly, "Shut up!"
Everyone quickly closed their mouths.
The leading monk looked at Fang Chen's back with a gloomy face, and for a while, he said lightly:
"I will go to the young master to report this matter in person. During this period, you should keep a close eye on him and don't slack off for a moment!"