"What do you want me to do for you, Master?" Ma An asked actively.
"This is not the place to talk. If it's convenient, I'd like to go inside with you to talk in detail." Zhao Zheng pointed to the dilapidated earthen house in the courtyard.
"That's right, that's right. You can't discuss business on the street. Master, please come with me." Ma An's family was poor, and those fifty taels were already an unimaginable huge amount of money for him, so he immediately cheered up.
, he invited Zhao Zheng into the courtyard as if he were inviting the God of Wealth.
The old woman and Ma An's daughter didn't know what was going on and asked. Ma An claimed that he had business to discuss with Zhao Zheng and told the young and old couple not to disturb them and to stay in the courtyard and continue weaving bamboo baskets.
Zhao Zheng followed the limping Ma An into the earthen house, pretending to be casually looking around, and looked around. When he saw the two large water tanks in the corner of the house, his eyes froze slightly. The two large tanks
, one tank is naturally reserved for water, and the other tank should be kept for "sauerkraut accumulation" in winter. It is not yet time, so it is estimated that the tank is empty at this time. If Ma An's house really has that meteorite,
Eighty percent of the meteorite was placed in the jar.
"Sir, please take a seat." Ma An pointed to the worn wooden chair.
Zhao Zheng did not listen to Ma An's words. Not only did he not take a seat, but he walked around the house and looked around, looking east and west. He quietly approached the two large vats in the corner of the house. As he walked, he said: "I have a
I have a special hobby, and I like to look at the furnishings in other people’s homes. Whenever I go to other people’s homes, I like to look around.”
"What's so good about this kind of house with four bare walls?" Ma An said with a wry smile.
"As long as there are places I haven't seen, I want to see them. And poor people may not have good things." Zhao Zheng said, bowing down and picking up a rattle from a bamboo basket filled with many sundries.
This rattle is made of bamboo and is purely handmade. The two sides of the drum are covered with ordinary linen cloth. "You made this rattle for your child, right?"
"I am poor and have no money to buy toys for Nier, so I can only make them for her with my own hands."
Zhao Zheng nodded, put the rattle back in place, put his hands up, and continued to visit.
Ma An stood at the table, looking at Zhao Zheng's back, filled with doubts in his heart: "This young master is mysterious, and I don't know what he wants me to do for him."
Zhao Zheng quietly walked to the corner of the room, glanced over, and his eyelids couldn't help but twitch. As he expected, there were two large tanks, one was full of water, the other was empty, and there was a black piece at the bottom of the tank.
There is no doubt that the big stone must be an extraterrestrial meteorite. The corner of his mouth curled up, and he felt confident. He turned around and got down to business: "Brother Ma, I just said that you only need to do one thing for me. Then
The fifty taels are yours, but before we talk about this deal, I want to ask you a few questions first."
When Ma An heard the other party calling out his surname, he frowned and asked, "You and I are strangers, how do you know my surname is Ma?"
"Not only do I know your surname is Ma, I also know something about your feet."
People with disabilities are most taboo about others mentioning their shortcomings. Ma An said awkwardly: "Where did you hear these things, sir? Why do you want to inquire about things about me?"
"I asked about these things from the people at Laifu Market. Of course I have my purpose in looking for you."
"Is there anything you want me to do, sir?" Ma An asked carefully.
"Your foot was broken by Qian Chong and a group of detectives, right?" Zhao Zheng asked without answering.
"Yes..." Ma An reluctantly admitted, with an ugly look on his face. After all, that incident was an unforgettable pain for him.
“How do you feel about money going to this guy?”
"Qian Chong? He is simply...not good at all." A dozen curse words came to Ma An's mind, but he suppressed them so as not to say them out.
"That's a coincidence. I don't think he's very good either." Zhao Zheng's face became serious and he walked towards Ma An step by step. "He has done many evil things. He almost beat an Orion to death a few days ago. This kind of person
Staying in this world is also a disaster. It's a pity that the sky has no eyes and indulges the evil man. He has done so many bad things, but he still lives well. Since there is no hope for the sky, then we can only do justice for the sky."
Ma An looked at Zhao Zheng, who was speaking more and more wildly, and felt that Zhao Zheng seemed to have changed. There was a murderous look in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, which was menacing. He couldn't help but take a step back and stammered: "Master, please be careful what you say.
That man surnamed Qian is a high-ranking police officer and a person who eats royal food."
"There are only you and me here, why should we be careful about what we say? Even if there is a third person listening, it is God who is listening." Zhao Zheng raised his finger and pointed at the top of his head.
"Having said that...it's better not to say such things."
"Not only do I say this, but I also do it!" Zhao Zheng looked hard, lowered his voice, and said word by word, "I want to kill Qian Chong with my own hands."
Ma An opened his mouth wide and was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time. He was dumbfounded.
Zhao Zheng's eyes never blinked, staring closely at Ma An, paying attention to Ma An's reaction, and further said: "What I just said was not a joke. I really want to kill Qian Chong. The reason why I
I tell you this matter because I want you to do me a small favor. Because you have an old grudge with Qian Chong, I can safely leave this matter to you."
"You, do you really want to kill Qian Chong?" Ma An was shocked and frightened, but his heart was full of expectation, and he lowered his voice and reminded, "That Qian Chong is a martial artist with real skills."
"I am also a martial artist, and I also have real skills." In order to prove himself, Zhao Zheng had to show off his skills. He looked around and once again took a fancy to the corner of the table. It is not difficult to break this thing, and it can calm people.
It was really the first choice. He reached over and secretly used his inner strength to break off a corner of the table and shook it towards Ma An.
"Your hands are so strong!" Ma An's eyes lit up, as if he saw a glimmer of hope.
Zhao Zhengcai had just reached the second heaven realm and his strength was limited. After breaking off the corner of the table, his fingers were in severe pain. He endured the pain, put his hands behind his back, and rubbed them twice.
"Master, are you really going to find Qian Chong's bad luck?" Ma An's leg was broken by Qian Chong, and he has always held a grudge against it, wishing that someone could kill Qian Chong. When he saw that Zhao Zheng had this strength, he immediately
Be active.
"It's absolutely true." Zhao Zheng nodded.
"Are you... sure you can win the money rush?"
"If I were to fight him now, I would only be half sure, but if you are willing to help me, I would be absolutely sure."
"How do you want me to help you, Master?"
"I have a pot of poisonous wine here. You give the poisonous wine to Qian Chong. This pot of wine is an old wine and is worth a lot of money. If you say that you can use this pot of wine to pay for five months' wine, Qian Chong will definitely charge
Next. After he gets the wine, he will inevitably take a few sips. Once he tastes it, he will be addicted to it, and I will have a chance to kill him."
"You want me to poison him to death? How can that be done?" Ma An suddenly changed his color and said in a panic, "Poisoning a policeman to death is a serious crime of beheading! Although I hate the money rush, I don't want to risk my own life.
Get on board."
"Don't get excited." Zhao Zheng waved his hand, put the cloth bag containing the chickens on the table, and explained, "My poisonous wine cannot poison people. After drinking it, people can only reduce their power, and there is no other big deal."
Hmm. Once Qian Chong drinks this poisonous wine, his strength will be greatly reduced. In this way, I can kill him easily."
"Don't lie to me. How could there be such poisonous wine in the world?" How could Ma An listen to a stranger's words?
"I had expected that you wouldn't believe it, so I brought a chicken here to testify. I fed the chicken some poisoned wine. If the chicken is fine, it will prove that the poisoned wine will not kill people.
Since even chickens can't be poisoned, you don't have to worry. You can safely give the poisoned wine to Qian Chong for a drink. As long as Qian Chong drinks the poisoned wine, the rest will be left to me.
I promise I won't let him live to see the sun the next day!" As Zhao Zheng spoke, he opened the bag and took out the chicken that was tied up all over.
This chicken is about the size of a palm, blinking its eyes and looking in all directions, opening its red mouth and cooing.
Zhao Zheng reached into his arms, took out the pot of poisonous wine, and opened the lid. The aroma of wine immediately overflowed, and the aroma was tangy. He pointed the spout at the chicken's mouth, put it on top, and slowly poured out the poisonous wine.
Pour it into the chicken's mouth and drink it. The chicken is so restrained that it has to drink the wine obediently.
The chicken was too small. Zhao Zheng drank a few sips and then stopped. Then he put down the wine bottle, untied the rope around the chicken, and put the chicken on the ground. The chicken was still jumping up and down with the wine.
Walking around, no unusual symptoms.
"If you are still not at ease, you can observe it for a while. No matter how long it takes, this chick will be fine. Since this pot of wine can't even poison a chicken, let alone poison people, you can rest assured
Give me some money to drink." Zhao Zheng looked at Ma An.
Ma An frowned and stared at Chicken Boy's movements without blinking.
"Brother Ma, I know this is a big deal, and it would be difficult for anyone to make a decision at once. I'll give you a day to think about it, and I'll listen to your answer when I'm free tomorrow." Zhao Zheng left the poisoned wine behind.
On the table, he took out the fifty taels of silver notes from his sleeve and put them on the table, "Also, whether you agree or not, these fifty taels are yours."
"Young Master, this matter is indeed not a trivial matter. I cannot make a decision rashly. But don't worry, Young Master, if... this poisonous wine is really as you said and is not fatal, then I will take the risk to help you and help you.
Get rid of this evil guy with money! As for these fifty taels of silver..." Ma An was hesitant and wanted it, but he was afraid of the consequences after accepting the money.
"Just accept this fifty taels of silver, don't worry. This money is nothing to me." Zhao Zheng waved his hand, not taking this money seriously at all. He thought the little girl was quite pitiful.
, I really want to help this family.
Seeing Zhao Zheng speaking easily, Ma An concluded that Zhao Zheng was very wealthy and didn't care about the money, so he put his hand on the banknote, put it away, and bowed to Zhao Zheng: "Thank you, Master, for your generous help.
There is really no way to repay such kindness."
"I've said everything I want to say. You can think about it for yourself. I have to go." Zhao Zheng said and looked at the corner of the room. "But before I leave, I want to ask you for something. That thing is
Being in your house will be of great use to me."
"What do you want, Master?" Ma An was very happy after he got fifty taels of silver. As long as Zhao Zheng didn't want this house, it didn't matter what Zhao Zheng took away.
"I want the stone in the jar."
"You want that stone used to press pickled vegetables?" Ma An was surprised. He never expected that Zhao Zheng wanted this thing.
"Yes, I just want that stone. In addition to looking at other people's home furnishings, I also like to collect stones. I think your stone is good, so just give it to me." Zhao Zheng said, pretending to be nonchalant.
.In fact, he had already planned to take the meteorite away as soon as he met Ma An. He would not take the stone away step by step like in the game, waiting until the task was completed before taking the stone away.
"Since the young master likes it, then take it away. This kind of stone can be found everywhere. I will just find another one." Ma An really had no reason to refuse this request.
"Thank you." The joy in Zhao Zheng's heart at this time was no less than the joy of Ma An getting fifty taels of silver, or even more. He walked to the corner of the room, leaned down, and hugged the meteorite at the bottom of the jar.
It came out. The stone was flat, about the size of a watermelon, and weighed more than twenty kilograms. It was completely black, with uneven surfaces, and there were many water stains left on it by "accumulating sauerkraut."
Zhao Zheng held the meteorite in his hand, said goodbye to Ma An again, and walked towards the door.
"Sir, wait a minute," Ma An suddenly stopped Zhao Zheng and asked, "Sir, you haven't left your name yet."
"I won't tell you my name for now. If you agree to use poisoned wine to kill Qian Chong for me tomorrow, I will tell you before it's too late." Zhao Zheng shook his head and did not speak directly. He opened the door and walked out of the house and walked outside the courtyard.
Ma An watched Zhao Zhengyuan go, then looked back at the chicken in the room that had taken the poisoned wine. The chicken was still alive and well and was walking around. He looked at the poisoned wine on the table again, with a hesitant expression on his face.
