After leaving Jinghua Apartment, Yu Ze went to the drugstore to buy gauze, scissors and iodine, and returned to the moat. By this time, the fire had been extinguished and the whole building was no longer habitable. There was no one here. When he returned to his residence, the whole room
It was burnt black and filled with an unpleasant odor.
After cleaning a small area, Yu Ze opened the gauze, scissors and iodine purchased from the drugstore, and randomly took off his shirt, revealing the injured part of his left shoulder, revealing a shocking scar.
"Although the wound is small, it hurts the bones. His most powerful skill is probably his swordsmanship." Yu Ze smiled bitterly and sprinkled the iodine on it. He took a breath and randomly took out his usual weapon.
The silver needle was inserted into the acupuncture point. After everything was arranged, he took out a thumb-sized knife and stretched it towards his shoulder without hesitation.
He can be regarded as inheriting the extraordinary medical skills of the medical saint Ghost Hands, and he can treat minor injuries such as shoulders without difficulty.
What made Yu Ze angry was the cruelty of the man in black. He actually applied poison on the blade of the sword. If Yu Ze hadn't sealed several of his acupuncture points to prevent the poison from spreading after getting rid of him, I'm afraid he would have been killed by now.
Already dead.
In ancient times, Guan Yu scraped bones to heal injuries. Today, Yu Ze follows the ancients and does not use any modern medicines to assist in treatment.
Ten minutes later, Yu Ze wrapped the gauze around his arm, and the entire treatment was completed. If the man in black hadn't smeared poison on the blade, Yu Ze would have been able to treat the superficial damage to his shoulder in just one minute.
After completing his self-treatment, Yu Ze walked to the charred and collapsed bed and kicked some charred wooden boards to another place. After several searches, he finally found what he was looking for.
"Hey, old man, I thought I couldn't find you." In Yu Ze's hand was a slightly charred sandalwood box, which contained Yu Ze's old things, and it was because of it that he came back this time.
After getting what he wanted and treating the injury on his shoulder, Yu Ze left the building with the burned moat.
It is a mixed place in Guanghai City, where many people from society gather, from gangsters to drug addicts and even those who have committed crimes and are on the run from time to time.
This is an underground black market where everything is traded. Yu Ze also heard about this place accidentally. After his home was smashed, he came here and learned that the person who smashed his home was none other than Xiang Kai.
When he came this time, he had something to do with these people.
After coming in, Yu Ze quickly found a man, and they went to the corner of an alley to discuss for ten minutes. When he finally came out, his face was full of pain: "Damn it, the black market is the black market, an information
It’s so damn expensive!” He laughed again in a flash: “When the time comes, I’ll put the money on his head!”
Yu Ze's expressions of distress and happiness did not attract the attention of the people in the black market. All kinds of people came here, who would care whether you were crying or laughing.
…
at midnight,
There was an atmosphere of decadence in the bustling nightclub.
Xiang Kai was in a bad mood today. The last time he met Fang Jingzhi in the hotel kept popping up in his mind. The reason why he couldn't let go of this incident was of course because Fang Jingzhi rejected him.
One reason was that Yu Ze made him lose face in front of Fang Jingzhi that day.
As the dignified son of the Xiang family, Xiang Kai had always been the only one who bullied others. Unexpectedly, that day he was ridiculed by Yu Ze, a poor boy, in front of two beauties!
Although Xiang Kai did not take action against Ze that day in order to maintain his image as a gentleman, after returning home, he sent someone to check Yu Ze's details and found that Yu Ze was actually an aboriginal from a slum area.
This made Xiang Kai furious. He felt that Yu Ze was too bold, so he had Yu Ze's house smashed up.
Yu Ze had broken the oath he made back then, so naturally he would not let go of the person who smashed his house. With his guess, coupled with the paparazzi's information, he identified Xiang Kai as the one who did this.
Although Yu Ze is not a vicious evil god, he is not a soft persimmon that anyone can pinch. Now that people are bullying him, how can he behave in the future if he doesn't give him some color?
A rich man like Xiang Kai doesn't know how to write the word "low-key". When he goes out to pick up girls and have a drink, he always hugs him, as if he is afraid that others will not know that he is a rich second generation.
So Yu Ze spent a little money to contact a paparazzi, and easily found out where Xiang Kai was going tonight.
"Hey, thank you for your hard work. This is five hundred yuan. It's not respectful."
Standing at the door of the nightclub, Yu Ze smiled and stuffed the five adult heads into the paparazzi's hands. The injury on his shoulder had long since healed.
The paparazzi was a young man in his early twenties, about the same age as Yu Ze. He had a cigarette in his mouth and a peaked cap on his head, looking carefree.
Not to mention, the way he dressed really made it obvious that he was a paparazzi.
The paparazzi blew out a smoke ring, looked at the few bills in his hand, and said with some dissatisfaction: "No, boss, that's all."
"Brother, didn't we promise five hundred? What, you still want to fool me?" When Yu Ze heard this, he immediately stopped the smile on his face. Paparazzi is also a notorious profession, except because they often pry into other people's privacy.
And besides being annoying, there are other reasons.
In short, Yu Ze knew that many paparazzi were difficult to deal with, so he had to be cautious.
The paparazzi smiled and showed his white teeth: "Boss, that's not what I meant. What I meant is that I have other information. If you bid higher..."
Yu Ze finally understood, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Young man, you are quite good. What information? Is it..."
"Of course it's about Mr. Xiang." The paparazzi smiled mysteriously, stretched out five fingers, and said: "If the boss offers another five hundred, I will sell you this information. If I hadn't seen the boss, you
It’s pleasing to the eye, even if someone else offers me a thousand dollars...”
"Definitely..."
Yu Ze didn't want to listen to this kid's nonsense, so he reluctantly took out a few more old people's heads from his wallet and stuffed them into him, saying, "Stop talking nonsense and focus on the important points. I'm in a hurry."
When the boy saw the money, he stopped talking nonsense. He put the money away, pulled Yu Ze to a secluded corner, put his mouth next to Yu Ze's ear, and said a few words.
After Yu Ze finished listening, he couldn't help but have a weird smile on his face. He patted the paparazzi affectionately on the shoulder and praised him a few words.
Then the paparazzi took out a paper bag from his pocket and handed it to Yu Ze's hand. The boy smiled even weirder than Yu Ze.
Looking at his weird smile, Yu Ze couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart, thinking that this paparazzi is really difficult to offend...