The garbage dump is a dirty place for ordinary people, but it means wealth to some people, they are garbage collectors. These people are men and women. As long as they have a backpack and a palladium, they can collect money on the garbage mountain.
Find metal, plastic, paper, etc., sort them into categories and sell them to make money.
These shacks near the garbage dump are where garbage collectors usually stay. Because as soon as a garbage truck appears, they must act immediately, otherwise the "good stuff" will be dug away by their colleagues who move quickly.
So in order to be able to pick up valuable scraps as soon as possible, many of them simply live in the garbage dump.
The shacks are connected one after another and are built in a relatively clean place. At this moment, in an abandoned shack, a middle-aged man is struggling to swallow a rotten apple that has gone bad. He is the Zhang Jun who is looking for
five.
Although the apple is rotten, it still contains a lot of sugar, which can provide a certain amount of energy after eating, so that he will not starve to death.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, a piece of half-soft and half-hard dog shit was thrown in front of him. A young man with yellow hair came over and said with a "hehehe" smile: "Fifth Master, do you want to try the fresh dog shit that just came out of your ass?"
Zhang Wu ignored him at all. He gnawed the rotten apple very seriously, because he wanted to live, and only by living could everything have hope!
When the young man saw Zhang Wu ignoring his existence, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. He kicked the rotten apple away from Zhang Wu's hand, and then stepped on his broken leg.
"Crack!"
There was a sound of fractures, but Zhang Wu didn't even frown. He raised his face and laughed sinisterly, saying: "Grandson, you can torture me, but I, Zhang Wu, will pay you back ten thousand times!"
"I'll make you crazy!" The young man was furious. He grabbed the piece of dog excrement in a plastic bag and tried to stuff it in Zhang Jun's mouth.
Suddenly, his movements froze, and an iron-like hand grabbed his wrist, and a gloomy voice sounded in his ears as if coming from all the underworld: "I'll help you eat slowly!"
Then the young man's arm shook upward involuntarily, and the hot shit stuffed into his mouth. He screamed, struggled desperately, and kept vomiting, but somehow he couldn't close his mouth.
With a "gudong" sound, he actually ate more than half of it, and the remaining half remained in his mouth. The taste was really indescribable.
The yellow-haired young man turned around like crazy, and then he saw a finger growing in size in his eyes, and finally landed on his eyebrows. There seemed to be a thunder in his head, a bright light flashed, and then he lost consciousness.
.
From then on, there was a young lunatic in the garbage dump who looked for dog shit to eat every day. He damaged his intestines and stomach in just a few days and died in the garbage dump. After his death, most of his body was eaten by wild dogs. This can be regarded as repaying the wild dogs.
Our gift of shit.
Seeing Zhang Wu, who used to roam the East China Sea, become like this, Zhang Jun's nose felt sore. He came over and gently wiped the rotten apple puree from the corner of Zhang Wu's mouth, calling: "Fifth brother."
Zhang Wu shed tears in his eyes, then held Zhang Jun's arm and laughed wildly: "Brother, I knew you would come back! Haha..."
Zhang Jun's eyes were red. He carried Zhang Wu on his back and walked to his car. As soon as he left the shack, he was spotted by two young men in the distance. They had just returned from buying cooked food.
When they saw Zhang Jun was about to take away Zhang Wu, they immediately dropped their things, ran over and stopped him side by side.
"Boy, what are you..."
As soon as the young man opened his mouth to ask, his body suddenly stiffened, because there was a golden needle as thin as an ox hair between his eyebrows. The other two people had the same golden needle between their eyebrows and died on the spot before they could figure out the situation.
Zhang Jun didn't even stop, stepping past the three bodies and walking all the way to the car.
In the car, Zhang Wu said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, your sister-in-law was raped by them. She didn't even have any clothes on when she died. My old father also died. He was burned alive by a fire in his hometown.
No one knows how the house caught fire. My career is gone, tens of billions of wealth evaporated out of thin air. My hard work is gone, and now I am a useless person."
Zhang Jun gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"But my Zhang Wu's ambition has not faded!" Zhang Wu roared, "I, Zhang Wu, will still stand up and eat the grandson's meat piece by piece!"
Zhang Jun patted him on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Fifth Brother, don't worry, in half a year, Master Zhang will still be Master Zhang, and I will make that bastard Zuo Tianlang eat shit until he dies!"
He took Zhang Wu back to his residence and cleaned him up himself. Then he asked Aunt Liu to cook a delicious meal and watched him wolf it down.
After eating, Zhang Wu put on a clean pajamas and lay down on the wooden bed in the bedroom. Zhang Jun stood on the edge of the bed and said: "Brother Wu, your health is very bad, but after all, you have the foundation to transform energy.
There is still salvation. Now I need to reattach your limbs, hamstrings, and broken bones, and then help you resume your practice. This process will be very painful, so just hold on for a while."
Zhang Wu said calmly: "Brother, I'm not afraid of pain now, I'm just afraid that it won't hurt."
Zhang Jun understood what he meant. What pain could be more painful than the death of his family and his body being disabled? Pain for him was no longer pain, but a medicine that made him sober.
After studying medicine for three years, Zhang Jun's medical skills are not as good as those of Hua Buyi, but he can still be regarded as a first-class doctor, and his level is not lower than that of Dongling Medical King. In particular, he has the power of Buddha's eyes, which is miraculous in treating Zhang Wu's injuries.
The so-called hand tendons and hamstrings are actually tendons in the human body. Once they are broken, the muscles lose their traction ends and the person is disabled. Even if Zhang Jun takes action with this kind of injury, he must undergo surgery.
In Chinese medicine, there is actually surgery. Zhang Jun is very familiar with the structure of the human body, so he can get twice the result with half the effort. Even the best surgical experts in the world cannot compare with him.
The scalpel cut open the skin, and Zhang Jun reattached Zhang Wu's tendons. Because the tendons had strong contraction force, he had to use some reinforcement tools.
After that, it was time to set the bones, which did not require surgery. He used the Nine Jin of Medicine and Yiyang Finger to recover in an instant. Then, he used the golden light of the Buddha's Eye to repair Zhang Wu's body with all his strength.
One day and one night, Zhang Jun did not leave the bedroom and was treated all night long.
Three days later, Zhang Wu was able to get out of bed, but he was still unable to do strenuous exercise. At the same time, the brother who told him the news about Zhang Wu was also cured and is currently recuperating at home.
On the night of the third day, Zhang Jun and Zhang Wu were sitting in the living room playing chess. After playing a game, they ended up in a draw. Zhang Wu said, "Brother, has Zuo Tianlang reacted in the past few days?"
Zhang Jun has been paying attention to the situation outside these days and said: "He must have known that I took you away, but he still couldn't figure out my background, so he didn't take action."
Zhang Wu: "It's a pity that I'm still weak and can't go out and fight him."
"Fifth brother, I said, I will take care of this matter. You don't need to ask. Wait for my news." Zhang Jun said, "It's just a wolf. If you want to kill it, kill it."
"He is a master of holding elixirs in half a step." Zhang Wudao said, "Brother, are you sure?"
Zhang Jun smiled and said: "Fifth brother, what age are we in now? What's the use of being good at martial arts? I have a hundred ways to kill him within ten steps!"
Zhang Wu sighed: "Alas, the world is dominated by you young people now. It seems that I am really old."
Zhang Jun rolled his eyes: "If you call a forty-year-old old, I think there is something wrong with your head!"
Zhang Wu said seriously: "Brother, you have to be careful these days, and at the same time, let the people around you be more cautious."
Zhang Jun's eyes turned cold: "I'm afraid he won't take action!"
The next morning, Zuo Tianlang was sitting in his round desk, looking at a document in his hand in detail. Several subordinates stood in front of the desk, all waiting for his order with bated breath.
Zuo Tianlang is very young, he looks about 26 or 27 years old. He is about 1.8 meters tall, well-proportioned, has bright eyes, and looks very handsome. It can be said that if background and identity are put aside, he is
A nearly perfect man can easily fascinate women.
The materials on the table introduced Zhang Jun's identity and past history in detail. After reading it, he threw the materials on the table and asked, "What do you think?"
A middle-aged person said: "Brother Lang, Zhang Jun has a very mysterious background. He has close relationships with many political bigwigs and has contacts with many ruthless people in the world. In particular, his master is Hua Buyi, so
This person is not to be messed with."
Another person also echoed: "Brother Lang has just established a foothold in the East China Sea, and the big boss above has not yet recognized your status. It is not appropriate to establish a strong enemy at this time."
Zuo Tianlang twirled the bronze ring on the ring finger of his left hand and sneered "haha": "Shenzhou Commoner, that is already the old almanac! I, Zuo Tianlang, am destined to rewrite the history of the underground world! How can Wolf Seven find it?
I personally want to try Zhang Jun's attitude, I want to know where his bottom line is."
A strong man lowered his head and responded: "Yes! I will do it now."
"Wait a minute." Zuo Tianlang stopped him and ordered, "Don't leave any clues, but let him know that I did it."
At the same time, on the top floor of the office building where Zuo Tianlang was located, Zhang Jun used the magic pestle to see the entire process clearly, including the scene that Zuo Tianlang and others had just experienced.
Although he couldn't hear, he could tell what these people were talking about through their mouth patterns. At this moment, there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Zuo Tianlang, if you want to play, I will play with you until I beat you to a cripple!" He muttered to himself, then in a flash, he got off the top floor.
There are twelve wolf generals under Zuo Tianlang. They have discarded their original names and now call themselves Wolf One, Wolf Two. Among them, Lang Seven is the one who makes Zuo Tianlang most at ease among the twelve wolf generals. He is thoughtful and considerate.
Never made a mistake.
Lang Qi called his six most capable men to his residence and solemnly ordered: "Master Lang has a mission. Please be careful this time and make sure there are no mistakes!"