Small profiteers in the Three Realms

Chapter 22 What did he eat?
It took Lin Zheng a long time to go to the bathroom, and everyone in front of the ring was anxiously waiting.

However, their anxious aspects are quite different.

Fang Biao and Fang Tong wanted to get rid of Lin Zheng quickly, they didn't want to waste too much time on such a brat.

Lin Changfeng was worried and impatient. He couldn't understand why Lin Zheng would be so confident. Could it be that this kid had some trump card that no outsider knew about?

Li Wenjian was the most relaxed among the crowd.

The origin and development of the matter are all in the rich man, so he, the boss, is naturally duty bound.

It's just that both parties are people with big backgrounds, and it's not good to offend either party.

If Lin Changfeng and Fang Tong fight because of this incident, then no matter which party is injured, he, the boss, will have no good fruit to eat.

However, fortunately, there was a young boy who came out to take the blame, which prevented the development of the matter from leading to a catastrophic ending.

Li Wenjian glanced in the direction of the bathroom and shook his head bitterly.

Fang Biao's strength, he knew in his heart that he was afraid that people would be killed in the fight on the ring later.

However, this can't be blamed on others. If you cause trouble, you should eat the consequences yourself.

Fang Biao waited impatiently, and said cursingly, "Mal Gobi, what is Xiaobi doing? Why is it taking so long?"

Fang Tong looked at Lin Changfeng, with a smirk on his face, and said, "I'm afraid my calves are weak from fright, so I can't walk."

Li Wenjian called a waiter and asked him to rush to the bathroom.

The waiter nodded and trotted all the way to the bathroom.

Walking into the bathroom, he greeted the other two people and said, "Isn't it over yet? The boss asked me to call."

Those two pouted, pointed at the cubicle where Lin Zheng was, and shook their heads.

The waiter froze for a moment, then said cautiously, "Boss, are you okay?"

He has worked in the rich and powerful for many years, and he is considered a veteran in the world.

Although a group of people outside looked at Lin Zheng covetously, he didn't dare to pretend to be a tiger, so he dared to guarantee that he would not meet again in the future!

Lin Zheng's voice came from the compartment, "Tell them to wait a little longer, what's the rush?"

Lin Zheng's tone was very bad, as if he had encountered something unpleasant.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

He asked Lord Stove for help, and Lord Stove generously sent him a private package.

Open it with great excitement.

Made!It is actually an ancient food box!

Open the food box and have a look.

Made!It turned out to be white steamed buns!

Looking at the eleven steamed buns in the food box that were made into animal shapes, Lin Zheng felt particularly blue and thin.

He wants to take advantage of it! !
Why send steamed buns! !
Also, can I eat in the toilet? !

Besides, how could he have an appetite! !

Lin Zheng rested his cheeks, looked at the food box in a daze, and said to himself, the Stove Lord seems unreliable.

However, the next second, he suddenly shivered.

The steamed buns in the food box were shaped into the shapes of cows and tigers.

Moreover, there are still nine cows and two tigers.

Could it be that this is the power of nine bulls and two tigers in the legend! ! !
After finding the clue, he suddenly remembered a story he heard when he was a child.

Isn't there a scene in "Lotus Lantern" where Chen Xiang eats this kind of steamed bun? !
It's just that Lu Dongbin gave it to Chen Xiang, so why does the Stove Lord have it too? ?
Now that he didn't have time to think so much, Lin Zheng didn't care if he was in the toilet, so he directly picked up a cow-shaped steamed bun, stuffed it into his mouth, and started eating.

Well, let alone, the Stove Lord is indeed the Stove Lord, and he steamed the steamed buns, which are fragrant, sweet and delicious.

After eating a steamed bun, I felt a heat rising from the lower abdomen, and then this heat quickly traveled around the body.

Surrounded by this heat, the body felt indescribably comfortable, and then a powerful force burst out from the muscles.

Lin Zheng hurriedly opened his sky eye to check.

[Cultivation: Mortal Realm; Combat Strength: 600 (Countdown: 300 seconds)]
[Merit: Mortal; Luck: -50]
I rub!

This combat power is still counting down for Mao, because Mao's luck has dropped so much all of a sudden!
Just when he was wondering, Lord Stove sent a message.

Lord Stove: My friend, I forgot to tell you that the power of nine bulls and two tigers has a time limit, and after using it, it will reduce the luck value.Even though you are doing research, be careful.

Seeing this message, cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly, Lin Zhengzheng really wanted to cry but had no tears.

That's not how it was written in "Lotus Lantern". After eating agarwood, people will gain power forever. Could it be that Lord Stove Lord's is a counterfeit product? !
Although he couldn't stop complaining in his heart, Lin Zheng replied politely: Thank you Lord Stove for reminding me, and I will definitely thank you in the future!
Putting away the phone, Lin Zheng hesitated for a moment, picked up the tiger-shaped steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

The combat power of 600 is only 100 higher than that of Fang Biao. To be on the safe side, you should eat one more!
Putting the food box into the treasure chest of the mobile phone, Lin Zheng opened the door and hurried out of the bathroom.

There is a time limit for this thing, and it must be decided quickly, otherwise Fang Biao will not be able to beat Fang Biao once the time passes.

Seeing Lin Zheng hurrying out of the bathroom while chewing something, the three waiters standing outside were dumbfounded.

The first waiter said: "Did you see it? He seems to be eating."

The second waiter nodded and said, "I see! He seemed empty-handed when he entered. Where did he get the food?"

After the third waiter heard what they said, he suddenly thought of some possibility, felt his stomach twitch, and lay down on the washstand to vomit.

Lin Zheng hurriedly walked back to the ring, picked up the boxing gloves, and said vaguely, "Come on... um... put it on..."

Lin Changfeng asked curiously: "Lin Zheng, what do you eat?"

Before Lin Zheng could answer, Fang Biao, who was standing on the ring, laughed loudly and said, "You won't go to the ****?"

Lin Zheng was too lazy to talk to him, and after putting on his boxing gloves, he jumped onto the ring.

Swallowing the steamed bun in his mouth, he opened his eyes and looked again.

[Cultivation: Mortal Realm; Combat Strength: 1600 (200 seconds countdown)]
[Merit: Mortal; Luck: -150]
Seeing this information, Lin Zheng complained about the Stove Lord again in his heart.

This thing is too deceitful!

It doesn't matter if the time doesn't overlap, but the first time is actually used as the benchmark!
Moreover, the loss of luck is too much for your sister, but it's just two steamed buns, which is -150.

Thinking of Song Zhe eating his aunt's blood, he couldn't help shivering.

After the meeting is over, you must find a way to increase your luck value!

With such a low moral character, there is no guarantee that he will be struck by lightning anytime soon.

Putting his arms into an internationally accepted insulting gesture, Lin Zheng said with a smirk, "Big bald head, come here, let me fix you..."

(End of this chapter)