Chapter 55: Upgrade! Red Tiger Fist Fourth Level!

Old Liu nodded repeatedly, wiping the sweat off his face, and quickly turned the abacus in his hand, "Hey, hey, hey, it will be ready soon."

From time to time, he looked at Qin Jiang sitting in the pavilion, with a bit of fear in his eyes. He recognized the fox fur coat Qin Jiang was wearing.

It's only been a few days since we last met? This gentleman is actually the steward of the Red Tiger Gang, and he has also mastered the Red Tiger Fist!

If this guy hadn't greeted him when he came, he wouldn't have dared to confirm it.

It's really fate. If I knew that this guy was so powerful that day, I would have served him well even if I didn't charge him!

A warrior in the realm of divine will, and a steward of the Red Tiger Gang, has the right to speak in this inner city. There are few people in the entire Li family who can compare with him!

"Hurry up! Hurry up! My boss is waiting! Can't you see?" Meng An kept urging.

Old Liu had to respond in a low voice, and the speed of his hands kept increasing.

Finally, after half a quarter of an hour, he looked at Meng An with a somewhat apologetic smile, "I've calculated it, the total is 216 taels and 320 coins."

Meng An was shocked when he heard this, so much?

He only spent a little over 100 taels to get these. After all, although this batch has a large number, a large part of it was bought back with only a few dozen coins, not to mention one tael of silver!

"Why are you calculating so carefully? Round off, 220 taels! How about it? I calculated it well, right?" he said.

Old Liu gritted his teeth when he heard this, you are really good at calculating!

"Okay, I'll listen to you!"

He didn't dare to say more, because he knew that the money was for Qin Jiang.

Although Qin Jiang was very kind when he greeted him, who knew if he would hold a grudge in his heart?

If he angered him, how could he, a small antique shop master, afford it?

He took out his purse, flipped through it, and looked at Meng An, "Meng, I don't have enough money on me, so I have to trouble you to go again."

Meng An waved his hand impatiently, "What a trouble, let's go."

After that, he looked at Qin Jiang, "Boss, I'll go with him and be back soon!"

Qin Jiang nodded slightly.

Not long after the two left, a figure walked into the yard.

Qin Jiang looked over and saw that the person was a young man with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, long hair tied up with a jade crown, wearing a black fox fur coat, and the cuffs also had no red tiger logo.

"Who are you?"

The person's face changed slightly, a little embarrassed, and slightly bowed, "I'm Zhang Lin."

The doubt in Qin Jiang's eyes did not subside, "Zhang Lin. Yes?"

On the opposite side, Zhang Lin's face was even more embarrassed, and even a little confused.

Really?

In a few days, both of us will compete for the position of hall master, and you don't even know who I am?

If you haven't seen someone, you should at least know his name, right?

Inexplicably, he felt a sense of defeat.

"I am the deacon in the Fourth Hall who has mastered the Red Tiger Fist and will compete with you for the position of the Hall Master the day after tomorrow." He said.

Qin Jiang suddenly realized, "Oh~ Sit down, there are iced pears, do you want to try them?"

? ? ?

Zhang Lin looked at Qin Jiang with doubt, not me, brother, I am your competitor?

Do you have to be so casual? It seems like I am some kind of trash that can be easily dismissed.

Qin Jiang looked at Zhang Lin, raised his hand slightly opposite to him, and said, "Sit down."

He could feel that although there was evil spirit in the body of the man in front of him, it was extremely thin and posed no threat to him at all.

Zhang Lin stood there for a while, then bowed slightly and walked to the pavilion to sit down.

He clasped his hands together, "Brother Qin, I have heard of your great name for a long time. Today, I see that you are as handsome as the rumors say."

"Brother Zhang, you are too polite. Come and try this pear, but I spent a lot of money to buy it from a merchant." Qin Jiang said with a smile.

Zhang Lin's clasped hands froze in mid-air, and he looked at the plate of snow pears in front of him hesitantly.

"Why? Are you afraid that I will poison you?" Qin Jiang asked with a smile.

Zhang Lin was silent for a moment, picked up a snow pear and placed it on an empty plate, and touched the top of the snow pear with his finger. A wisp of evil spirit instantly passed through the snow pear, and after removing the core, it was completely divided into four pieces.

"Brother Qin, please."

His move was not a sophisticated method, but it could retain his own evil spirit in the snow pear.

If you want to eat the snow pear, you must fight against his evil spirit.

Qin Jiang looked at the four-petal snow pear in front of him, with a hint of smile in his eyes, and looked at Zhang Lin, "I say. Zhang Lin, right? What does this mean?"

He slowly stood up, and the strong evil spirit flowed like a falling fairy mist, and when it flooded Zhang Lin's ankle, he couldn't help but shudder.

Such a strong evil spirit! How is this possible? ! Even the old man Nie Dongsheng can't have such a strong evil spirit! What is this guy practicing? !

Zhang Lin's pupils shrank slightly, revealing an incredible shock, even with a bit of fear.

Qin Jiang pressed down and pressed one hand on Zhang Lin's shoulder, "I kindly invited you to eat pears. It doesn't matter if you don't appreciate it. Why do you want to test me like this? Do you really think I'm a gentleman?"

The strong evil spirit made the temperature around him drop a few degrees, and fine cold sweat appeared on the back of Zhang Lin's neck.

This kind of oppression is really like a terrifying giant tiger looking down at him, and every pore in his body is telling him that it's dangerous!

"Brother Qin, please calm down. I just want to be honest with you. Even if we compete for the position of hall master the day after tomorrow, please don't hurt our relationship."

Qin Jiang looked enlightened after hearing this, "So that's how it is. I was wrong about Brother Zhang."

He took back his hand with a smile on his face, sat down slowly, and his evil spirit gradually subsided.

"How does Brother Zhang feel?" he asked with a smile.

Zhang Lin swallowed unconsciously, "Brother Qin is extraordinary, and naturally far beyond Zhang's reach."

He was puzzled. How did this person do it? With such a strong evil spirit, he didn't go crazy?

Or...he is already in a state of going crazy?

He looked at Qin Jiang and clasped his fists slightly, "Brother Qin, to be honest, I didn't want to compete for the position of hall master. I just had to do this because of the pressure from Elder Nie.

I came here today just to communicate with Brother Qin, so that we won't have to fight to the death the day after tomorrow."

"Now, do you understand?" Qin Jiang said.

Zhang Lin nodded quickly, "Of course, of course, the position of the hall master must belong to Brother Qin. I believe that after the day after tomorrow, Zhang will call him the Fourth Master."

Qin Jiang smiled, "Since there is nothing else, let's go back."

"Okay, okay, I'll leave now."

Zhang Lin stood up quickly and left like he was escaping. He didn't want to stay here any longer.

In his eyes, Qin Jiang at this moment was like a monster that could lose control at any time. If the evil spirit rushed to the top and went crazy, he might start a killing spree at any time!

Qin Jiang looked at Zhang Lin's back as he left, until he completely disappeared, picked up a piece of snow pear and took a bite, silently looking at the bright moon that had just risen in the sky.

Is it the influence of the evil spirit?

In fact, he is a shy boy.

"Boss! Boss! It has to be you! No need to say anything, just sit there, Lao Liu dare not even fart, and gave me the silver happily!

If you ask me, you are more intimidating than any warrior of Rong country! Just showing up can make them afraid to speak! It's like the reincarnation of the Barbarian King!"

Meng An walked in quickly, holding a few silver notes and ten taels of silver in his hand.

Qin Jiang's head was full of black lines when he heard it, and he opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything to refute.

"Okay, you continue to collect, don't bother me if you have nothing to do. By the way, close the door when you leave."

After saying that, he ate the remaining half of the snow pear in one bite and walked directly into the house.

Meng An stopped and scratched his head, his eyes full of confusion.

What's wrong with the boss?

He looked at the snow pear in the pavilion. Could it be that this thing can still affect the mind?

It can't be?

Shaking his head, he silently put the silver into his arms, thought for a while, walked over to get a few snow pears, and then left.

Inside the house, Qin Jiang sat at the table with his eyes slightly closed.

‘Potential, add points, Red Tiger Fist. ’

[Red Tiger Fist (third level) (55/1100), experience value +1100]