Chapter 1552: You ungrateful animal

Feng Wuchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Old Yang with a smile.

"Treasurer Yang, is what the animal said is true?" Feng Wuchen asked with a smile.

"Asshole! Who are you talking about? There are species, you say it again!" Young Master Zhang was furious when he heard it.

"Once again." Feng Wuchen shrugged with a humble expression.

"You!" Young Master Zhang was furious, his face extremely grim, and the anger that spurted out of his eyes seemed to burn away the wind and dust.

"I said you are a dog? If you bite people like a mad dog, is it possible that rabies has occurred?" Feng Wuchen slapped his face unceremoniously.

Shaozhu Zhang's face twitched violently, his teeth and fists were clenched, the power of the Heavenly Monarch realm was already urging out quickly.

But Young Master Zhang didn't dare to take action, after all, this was the site of Zixian Pavilion.

Although the Zhang family is strong, they still can't provoke Zixian Pavilion.

Once fighting, Zixian Pavilion will inevitably be alarmed, and when the blame comes down, Mr. Yang can't keep him.

"You see, rabies is about to break out." Feng Wuchen grinned sneer, not taking Young Master Zhang seriously.

As soon as this statement was made, Zhang Shaozhu almost sprayed blood into the sky.

"Boy, the old man advises you not to be too mad!" Old Yang said solemnly, his old face becoming a little ugly.

"For the face of medicinal materials, I don't care about you." Feng Wuchen shrugged.

Looking at shopkeeper Yang, Feng Wuchen said again: "Shopkeeper Yang, make a price. I know that white jade vines are not so expensive. A hundred-year-old white jade vine is worth 30 million spars. One billion spar, I heard what the shopkeeper Yang said just now."

Shopkeeper Yang's face was completely gloomy.

"Thirty million spars?" Young Master Zhang looked at the shopkeeper Yang with a look of confusion.

Although Shaozhu Zhang is not an alchemist, he has also heard of white jade vines, it is definitely a rare thing.

30 million spars bought white jade vines, even if it is not 500 years, even if it is 100 years, it is more than this number, Yang Lao is simply making blood!

Obviously, Old Yang specializes in pitting people who are not familiar with medicinal materials, and there is a taste of bullying.

Having been in the Zixiange drugstore for many years, I don't know how many spars Yang Laokeng has.

"Not for sale! You can find someone else to buy it." Old Yang refused without hesitation, an imperceptible killing intent flashed in the depths of his old eyes.

Old Yang seemed to have guessed what Feng Wuchen wanted to do.

"Shopkeeper Yang..." Feng Wuchen wanted to say something, but was forcibly interrupted by Young Master Zhang.

Young Master Zhang held back the anger in his heart, and said gloomily: "Didn't you hear what Elder Yang said? Don't sell it! Get out!"

"Snapped!"

"puff!"

As soon as Zhang Shaozhu’s voice fell, a black shadow suddenly drew, with a crisp sound, and the overbearing power directly drew Young Master Zhang away, a mouthful of blood and broken teeth were spit out, and his body slammed on the stone pillar in the hall.

It was just a big mouth, causing Young Master Zhang to faint on the spot.

Young Master Zhang did not expect that Feng Wuchen dared to smoke him.

"This kid is at least at the level of the God Realm!" Yang Laowei frowned, his old face stern.

Feng Wuchen dared to attack Young Master Zhang, at least it showed some background.

Of course, this is the site of Zixian Pavilion, and the old man is not afraid.

"You are not brave enough to move the young master of the Zhang family." The shopkeeper Yang sneered smirkingly.

"This is not for you to worry about." Feng Wuchen has no fear on his face.

"Treasurer Yang, this white jade vine is less than a hundred years old. That fool sold you for 30 million yuan. I bought it for 100 million yuan, which is three times the price. Shopkeeper Yang may wish to consider it." Feng Wu Chen then laughed.

"No need to think about it, the old man won't sell this herb, let's go!" Shopkeeper Yang didn't want to entangle with Feng Wuchen anymore.

"Not for sale?" Feng Wuchen sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Shopkeeper Yang really doesn't know how to praise!

"The white jade vine in your hand is not less than five hundred years old, and the real price is at least five billion spars. But the shopkeeper Yang deceived that it was less than one hundred years old. What is even more inexplicable is that you Defraud these treasures with 30 million spars."

"You are defrauding money in the name of Zixian Pavilion. Zixian Pavilion has always been trustworthy and never cheated, but you have the trust of Zixian Pavilion. If you let Zixian Pavilion know about this matter, what will you say will be your end? "

"I paid 100 million spars to buy, but you refused me, really shameless."

At this point, Feng Wuchen's tone became extremely cold, his words sonorous.

As soon as he said this, the old face of the shopkeeper Yang changed drastically, panicking and gloomy.

Although Lao Yang is the treasurer of the Zixian Pavilion drugstore, he is just a slave in the final analysis, with no power to speak of.

This matter really needs to be known by Zixian Pavilion, and shopkeeper Yang will undoubtedly die.

"Do you dare to threaten the old man? Brat, I think you are tired of living!" Shopkeeper Yang narrowed his eyes, staring at Feng Wuchen fiercely, like a tiger, swallowing Feng Wuchen at any time!

"I'm just telling the truth." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly.

"Looking for death!" Shopkeeper Yang shouted angrily: "You know too much, you will die today!"

"Shoo hoo!"

As soon as Old Yang's voice fell, eight figures flashed out, all of them were strong in the **** realm.

These eight powerhouses of the Heavenly God Realm were obviously the guards of the Zixian Pavilion Pharmacy, mainly protecting the precious medicinal materials of the Pharmacy.

"Kill this kid!" Old Yang shouted gloomily.

The eight powers of the Heavenly God Realm did not hesitate to take action, like a tiger descending the mountain, aggressively rushing towards Feng Wuchen.

"Strike the stone with the egg." Feng Wuchen shrugged and sneered.

Feng Wuchen didn't pay attention to the eight heavenly gods, even the eight powerful heavenly emperors.

In the next second, the eight powerhouses of the Heavenly God Realm were immediately confused!

"Boom boom!"

"Puff puff!"

Feng Wuchen's figure suddenly disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, the eight Heavenly God Realm experts vomited blood almost at the same time, all collapsed to the ground, screaming and rolling.

Feng Wuchen shot just right, enough to make them lose their fighting ability while saving their lives.

"This...how is this possible..." Old Yang's eyes almost fell out, and his face was full of horror: "Heaven...the strongest emperor, you... ...You are a strong emperor!"

"Snapped!"

"puff!"

Feng Wuchen arrived in a flash, and he slapped it up with a crisp sound. Old Yang vomited blood, his figure flew upside down, and slammed into the wooden shelf where the medicinal materials were placed.

A slap completely broke Old Yang.

"Don't... don't come over..."

Old Yang was completely panicked, as he was in the realm of Heavenly Monarch, he was no match for Feng Wuchen at all.

"Old things, shameless." Feng Wuchen sneered: "It seems that I have to tell the owner of the Purple Immortal Pavilion personally."

"No! The old man will sell it to you right away!" Yang Lao exclaimed quickly.

"Sell it to me?" Feng Wuchen smiled contemptuously, and said: "I will give you a face, you don't want to kill people, do you think there is such a cheap thing in the world?"