God-level treasure digging system

This kind of scene where small stalls and hawkers are charged protection fees is often encountered by Zhang Wei, whether in college or high school.Even I was once blocked at the entrance of the alley by the yellow-haired brat from the senior class to collect protection money.

Although I knew that this place would be charged protection fees, but I couldn't tell that this was a prime location and the income was quite rich, so I couldn't bear this piece of fat, so I could only swallow my anger and continue to do it.

The young man didn't speak, just tapped on a table with his steel pipe regularly, duk duk...

"I'm coming."

The barbecue stall owner quickly piled up smiling faces and moved over.

The young man took the money, looked at the few hundred-yuan bills, frowned and said displeasedly.

"What's going on, why is there only so much?"

The owner of the barbecue stand had a bitter expression on his face, rubbing his apron vigorously with his hands, and said politely.

"I have a lot of things to do today, and the opening time is relatively late. Now the weather is cold, and there are fewer customers. Why don't you do this today first, and I'll make up for you tomorrow, okay?"

"Fill?"

The young man's face immediately sank, "Is it you who set the rules or mine? Let me tell you, this is a prime location, and there are many people who want to do it. If you can't do it, get out of here."

The barbecue stall owner looked helpless, but he hadn't explained yet.The young man pushed him away, walked directly towards their cashier cabinet, pulled it open, grabbed the money inside and threw it on the counter, yelling.

"Is this what you said about having no money? Old man Li, you have to be honest. You are obviously rich, but you tell me you have no money. Do you really want to work here?"

Being so intimidated by the young man, the honest and responsible proprietress immediately burst into tears, crying with snot in her eyes.

"That's the money for us to buy goods tomorrow. If we don't have this money, we won't be able to open tomorrow."

As she said that, the proprietress was about to reach out and grab it.

However, before the proprietress's hand got close, it was pulled by the young man's injured steel pipe and hit the proprietress' arm.

The proprietress let out a cry of pain and withdrew her hand back.

"I told you earlier, if you can't keep going, close the door as soon as possible. There are many people who want this land." The young man said viciously.

Seeing his wife being beaten, the owner of the barbecue stall was anxious, so he hurried over to see if his wife was okay.

He supported his wife, looked at the red mark on his arm, and was angry and angry, "You have already taken the money, why are you still beating her?"

The young man smiled contemptuously, and pointed the steel pipe in his hand at the owner of the barbecue stall, "What? Do you have any opinions? I need you to teach me how to do things?"

While speaking, he took advantage of the situation and kicked over, kicking the barbecue stall owner's stomach.

The barbecue stall owner staggered and couldn't stand still, and because he was supporting his wife, they both fell to the ground.

Just when the young man was about to continue kicking, Pan Fan, who had been holding the wine glass but didn't drink, finally couldn't bear it anymore. He put the wine glass on the table fiercely, turned around and rushed towards the young man. Pushed away the young man's shoulder.

"I know the garbage that bullies honest people. If you have the ability, you go to the shopping malls and luxury stores to collect protection fees!" Pan Fan said angrily.

Although the young man was pushed lightly by Pan Fan, but Pan Fan is an inner strength fighter, that young man is just a person whose body has been hollowed out and has no airs, how could he resist Pan Fan's push.

I saw him taking several steps back in a row, but he couldn't stand still, and sat down on the ground.

Being bullied like this in his own territory, the young man immediately became angry, "Where the hell are you, an idiot bastard, dare to meddle in labor and management's business?"

As he said that, the steel pipe in his hand smashed towards Pan Fan.

Zhang Wei watched indifferently, and Pan Yuanyuan was not in a hurry.She still knows what her brother is capable of. He may not be able to do other things, but he is definitely a good fighter.

Just when the steel pipe was about to fall, Pan Fan grabbed a stool beside him, smashed the steel pipe aside with a "Dang", and smashed the stool in his hand on the young man's head.

"boom!"

There was a muffled groan, and the wooden bench was smashed into several pieces.

The young man was stupefied all of a sudden, he was stunned for a while, he felt something left on his forehead, he stretched out his hand to touch it, brought it to his eyes, only to find that it was bleeding.

"How dare you hit me?"

The young man suddenly seemed to go crazy, he casually grabbed the steel bar from the younger brother's hand, and rushed towards Pan Fan.

Pan Fan was fearless, thinking back when he was fighting underground, those gangsters, who would call him Brother Fan when they saw him?
Seeing the other party rushing over, Pan Fan reached out and grabbed the steel bar that the young man dropped, and kicked the young man on the young man, sending him flying.

"Grass mud horse, get on."

The young man got up from the ground angrily, slapped his little brother on the face, and roared angrily.

The little brothers came back to their senses and waved their weapons to greet all parts of Pan Fan's body.

There were about fourteen or five of these people, and when they surrounded Pan Fan, they almost occupied the small place.

Although Pan Fan was able to fight, the place was too small and he couldn't use it at all. He was accidentally hit by a few sticks, and some blood flowed out from his forehead.

"elder brother!"

Seeing that Pan Fan was injured, Pan Yuanyuan's heart suddenly became tense.When his brother was injured and lay in bed for two or three years, her memory was too deep.

However, Pan Fan's inability to fight in actual combat doesn't mean he can be bullied by these bastards. In three to five minutes, he slowly solved these bastards.

Pan Fan sneered as he looked at the social youths lying on the ground.

"Come on, aren't you really good at fighting? I want to see, who of you can beat me. One by one, young and strong, the good ones know to come to these places to bully the common people without learning. What's the matter? Bullying people who are weaker than you is very rewarding, isn't it? Garbage!"

Standing there at this moment, Pan Fan has become a devil in the eyes of these people.They didn't have the courage to dare to come up again at this time. If this fierce man really got angry, it might be difficult to end.

"Why don't you just get the hell out of here!"

Pan Fan snorted coldly and looked at these people angrily.

What he hates the most is this kind of bullying, who only bullies unarmed ordinary people.

Those social youths immediately got up as if they had received amnesty, and quickly got up, took their weapons and left, and after running for a certain distance, they turned around and uttered cruel words.

"You just wait for me, don't think it's great to be able to fight, I'll find someone to kill you in a while."

Pan Fan smiled contemptuously, "Come here if you have the ability, I'll just wait here."

Pan Fan said as he sat down, and ordered: "Boss, bring me another twenty skewers of mutton skewers."

The barbecue stall owner was already frightened by the fight just now, and he and his wife were hiding behind the cash drawer. Hearing Pan Fan's cry, he slowly stood up and looked at the mess everywhere, but the bad guys were already there. When it was gone, he let out a sigh of relief.

He followed Pan Fan's instructions and continued to grill things.

"What a bunch of scum, rubbish! Just know how to bully honest people in these places. I have hands and feet. Why can't I support myself? I have to do such bad things." Pan Fan took a sip of wine, resentful Said.

Zhang Bi smiled and said: "In modern society, the pace is too fast, people are impetuous, money is too tempting, self-interested ideas are too serious, and all kinds of propaganda are added. Over time, it has evolved into this. They no longer want to explore. What are the core values, I just know how to make money quickly and conveniently, that’s all.”

"Fuck, I hate this kind of person the most." Pan Fan cursed in a low voice.

"By the way, Pan Fan, how much do you know about underground transactions?" Suddenly, Zhang Wei changed the subject and asked.

"Underground trading? What do you want to buy?" Pan Fan looked at Zhang Wei in surprise.

Although there are a lot of things that are traded underground, they are generally about [-]% more expensive than those on the market, and some are even more expensive and need to be auctioned.

"It's not that I want to buy anything, but I want to ask, have you ever had contact with century-old ginseng?"

"Century-old ginseng?"

Pan Fan said it in surprise, but seeing that Zhang Bi didn't look like he was joking, he thought about it seriously.

"I really don't know about this, but I know that there is a place in our province, which is a famous Chinese herbal medicine market. The name seems to be Huizhai. I don't know if there are century-old wild ginseng, but the old ones are good. , basically there are them there. If there are no ones there, then except for some private individuals, the entire Dongshan Province basically has none.”

Zhang Bi's eyes lit up, waiting for Pan Fan to continue.

"However, this kind of thing must be super expensive, costing tens of millions, and it may not be available for purchase. After all, the old wild ginseng of this year can be regarded as the best of the best. Zhang Wei, what are you doing at home? Is something wrong? I need to buy ginseng of this year."

After Pan Fan finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Wei with some concern.

Ginseng is originally a great tonic, and the older it is, the better its efficacy.It is said that the old mountain ginseng, which is more than a hundred years old, can even have the ability to extend life, allowing the dying person to hold their breath and wait for the best time for treatment.

It was precisely because of this that Pan Fan had this idea.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't guess, I just want to see if this kind of thing exists."

After getting the answer, Zhang Wei felt that he had to walk around this place.However, according to what Pan Fan said, the funding might be a bit insufficient.

Even if Liu Ruoxiang's money is delivered, Zhang Wei will only have less than 2000 million. If he wants to buy a century-old ginseng, it is basically a dream.

Putting this question aside, Zhang Wei asked another question, "I have one more question, have you ever encountered a super big boa constrictor? At least there are ones this big."

Zhang Bi gestured.

Unexpectedly, this question immediately shocked Pan Fan, and the mutton skewers in his hand fell on the table involuntarily.

As for this boa constrictor, Pan Fan will never forget it in his life.