Chapter 71 The Power of the Lone Wolf

Facing Ding Lao Er's question, Xi San Ge did not answer directly, but his face sank, "Lao Er, I'm just a white person... How can I ask questions when people get benefits from being caught?"

He was favored by Ding Laoer, but he didn't even remember the person, which shows the relationship between the two.

Of course, if it's Ding Laoer's own business, he can consider coming forward, but he has no interest in taking care of other people's affairs.

But Ding Laoer is also a sensible person. After he was stunned for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Third brother, I will guarantee this person. Please ask how much the royalties are."

Brother Xi was slightly startled when he heard this. He was very aware that these mountain people lived in extremely difficult circumstances and had very little money on hand.

So he lowered his voice and kindly advised the other party, "Second brother, the second king is leading the team today, and that guy is very clever. Let me tell you, your son's illness has been cured anyway, why bother to go through this muddy water?"

"That's not okay. They don't even ask for the medicine," Ding Laoer shook his head simply, "If I don't care, how will I behave in the future?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hands to the third brother Xi and said sincerely, "I hope the third brother can help me ask."

The third brother Xi glanced at him, sighed and shook his head, then walked to the tall policeman and murmured softly.

Detective Gao Zhuang knew this very well. He listened for a while and then gave Ding Laoer a questioning look.

Ding Laoer nodded firmly: Yes, I will protect this person.

The tall and strong detective thought for a moment and secretly raised three fingers.

When Ding Laoer saw this, he was immediately confused. After thinking about it, he stepped forward and spoke in a low voice, "Silver dollars?"

"How rare," the tall, strong man looked at him with contempt and replied softly, "could it be a copper plate?"

Ding Laoer smiled bitterly and said helplessly, "Brother Wang, if it's three hundred coppers, I can chip in."

He didn't think that Feng Jun was not worth three silver dollars. The key was that he really didn't have that much money.

He thought the price offered by the other party was a bit exaggerated. You should know that the reward for reporting a runaway to the government was only ten copper coins.

"You're just nagging when you don't have money!" Detective Gao Zhuang immediately turned his back. "Don't use the ten-copper bounty as an excuse. Who can guarantee whether there is any murder on him?"

When Xi Lao San saw this, he quickly spoke out to persuade Ding Lao Er, "I said that the second brother is still very fair in his actions. That is to say, I have told you. If you don't believe it, you can find someone else and see how much he can get."

How could Ding Laoer not believe it? Of course he knew that since the catcher Wang Er wanted to mess with Feng Jun, he must have benefited. If he wanted to make him stop, he would have to spend a lot of money - this was related to Wang Er's face.

He had no choice but to suddenly hear someone snort, "Really? How much should I pay if you do it instead?"

It was already dark now. Although there was moonlight and torches, the sight was still not very good. The black shadow that spoke was not far behind Feng Jun, and there was a red light flashing in front of him.

The tall, strong detective's eyesight was not bad, but he could only see clearly that the other party was one-armed. He sneered, "You are so crippled, get out of here. Can you get five silver dollars?"

The figure coughed dryly, stood up and walked over, asking expressionlessly, "What do you call me?"

The tall and strong detective took a closer look and was so frightened that he hurriedly raised his hands and said with a smile, "It turns out to be Brother Lang. We haven't seen him for a long time. Do you want to protect this kid?"

Lang Zhen looked him up and down and said lightly, "If you get out now, I won't care if you scold me."

"Brother Lang, it's meaningless to say that," Detective Gao Zhuang laughed dryly. He was only afraid of the opponent's force, but he was really not afraid of other things. "It's my duty to search for fugitives."

Lang Zhen looked at him strangely, and it took him a long time to ask, "Does Lu Mazi know that you are so stupid?"

When Wang Er heard this, he suddenly took a breath of cold air, "Do you know Mr. Lu?"

He had been working as a detective here for not more than a year or two. He knew about Lang Zhen, but he only knew that this person was not easy to mess with, so he did not provoke him.

As for the relationship between Lang Zhen and Lu Baotou, he had never heard anyone mention it. However, the fact that he dared to call Lu Baotou Lu Mazi already explained the problem.

Lang Zhen would not explain this relationship. He just looked at the other party indifferently and uttered four words, "Are you going to get out or not?"

Not to mention, the title of Lone Wolf is quite intimidating. As long as he doesn't show his funny nature, most people can't bear the pressure.

However, Wang Er was not very afraid. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Lang, I'm investigating a fugitive. It's easy for you to let me go, but once word gets out, even if you hinder my official duties, I'm afraid it will be unavoidable on the road." passive."

"Oh?" Lang Zhen looked at him strangely, "You still want money?"

"You must have money. I can't give it away for free. Brothers need to eat and drink," Wang Er said in a very bachelor manner. "Brother Lang, I respect you as a senior. Two silver dollars will be enough."

This condition is a dollar cheaper than the price given to Ding Laoer, but Ding Laoer doesn't mind. If Lang Zhen comes forward, he should be cheaper than himself, otherwise there will be problems.

Seriously, he was a little surprised at Wang Er's courage, "You don't even want to sell Master Lang's face?"

"Brother Wolf has his situation, and I have my situation," Wang Er said expressionlessly, "I don't want money, but that would break the rules."

Lang Zhen tilted his head and looked at him without saying anything. He didn't ask until he finished smoking the pot of tobacco, "Are you going to walk at night in the future?"

This is a naked threat, and there is no doubt about it.

But when it comes to threats, it also depends on who makes the threats. When Ding Laoer said this, Wang Er just thought it was a fart - come and mess with me if you dare.

When the famous Lone Wolf said this, Wang Er didn't dare not take it seriously. He was a Lone Wolf. How did he get this title? He means daring to fight, dare to fight, dare to ambush, and be extremely bold.

Putting aside these things, he, Wang Er, wants face, and Lang Zhen also wants face. This has been said. As long as he, Wang Er, is not unlucky for a day, Lang Zhen will be embarrassed to see anyone.

So when he heard this, Wang Er's face suddenly became extremely painful, "Master Lang, you are a senior, why bother me?"

Yes, he was originally called Brother Wolf, but now he is called Lord Wolf.

Lang Zhen glanced at him indifferently, walked to Feng Jun, took out a pack of cigarettes from the cot, took out one, lit it with a lighter skillfully, then took a puff of smoke, and then asked in a deep voice, "Who is in trouble first?" who?"

Wang Er replied confidently, "I am also entrusted by others. To be loyal to others, you must always be responsible."

This is really embarrassing for him. He can describe the behavior of pretending to be public for personal gain in such a high-sounding way.

Lang Zhen has also been in the martial arts world. Although he is a complete master, his thinking is still the same as that in the martial arts world.

So he didn't ask who was causing trouble... There was no need, there was really no need.

He just snorted, "The person who entrusted you is trying to harm you."

Wang Er heard this, but he didn't bother to figure it out. He only thought that Master Lang was referring to it. The person who asked for help didn't tell him that behind the miracle doctor, there was someone named Lang Zhenlang backing him - and he was strong.

So he smiled and took the others away.

"Wait a minute," Lang Zhen snorted, raised his hand and threw the lighter over, "I'll reward you with some eyesight in the future."

Wang Er had already seen this lighter and lit a cigarette. If he said he was not moved, it would be a lie. However, he did not dare to think about it. Now that he saw Lang Zhen throwing the lighter, he stretched out his hand to catch it, nodding and bowing to express, "Thank you, Mr. Wolf, thank you... the miracle doctor."

Feng Jun was not even interested in looking at him. After these people left, he smiled and said to Lang Zhen, "You are quite generous."

"To you, it's not worth mentioning," Lang Zhen smiled. At first, he thought the lighter was magical, but when he heard that Feng Jun was planning to set up a stall to sell this thing, he knew it was a strange thing in his eyes. , It’s really nothing to others.

This is just like planting a vegetable field at home. Others have to spend money to buy vegetables, but for those who grow vegetables, they have so much land at home that it doesn’t matter how many pounds they give to others.

Feng Jun asked again enthusiastically, "Your relationship with that Lu Mazi...these detectives don't know about it?"

"I don't ask him," Lang Zhen replied arrogantly, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even bother to open my mouth."

These words were his true thoughts. In fact, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net he had no intention of intervening in the first place, so he hid in the dark and remained silent.

He wanted to see how Feng Jun dealt with it - it's impossible for a dignified immortal cultivator to be unable to handle such a small scene, right?

However, what was lucky was that the second son of the Ding family jumped out and showed considerable responsibility.

Unfortunately, Wang Er didn't buy it very much and offered a sky-high price of three silver dollars.

Seeing Ding Laoer being rejected, Lang Zhen knew that he would have no choice but to step forward.

His family was also rescued, and Ding Laoer behaved like this - although it had no effect, his attitude was extremely determined. If someone else still didn't come forward, then what would Feng Jun think of him?

That's right, Lang Zhen, who had originally planned to sit back and watch the immortal cultivator's performance, was suddenly dragged into the water by Ding Laoer.

Feng Jun didn't realize that because of Ding Laoer's intervention, he had escaped an observation of his identity.

At about four o'clock the next day, when the sky was dark, there were suddenly more people in the market. Many people lived within dozens of miles around and brought various products to sell.

Feng Jun sold cigarettes and lighters, which didn't take up much space, so he simply placed the items on the camp bed.

He had already challenged the policeman yesterday, so no one would make it difficult for him to set up a stall today, but there were still clerks coming to collect taxes.

Organizing such a large market in the town must not be in vain, and tax collection is inevitable.

This tax is relatively casual. The clerks can roughly determine how much tax to collect by looking at the goods.

Generally speaking, they are all three to five copper coins, and some receive one or two coins, but that is rare.

When they came to Feng Jun's camp bed, the clerks were a little nervous... How much should they charge?

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