Marvel Grocery Store

"call!"

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the grocery store, Meng Ke took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

"..."

I am special!

Broken shelves, old goods on the floor, broken glass at the door, and dilapidated rolling shutter doors, Meng Ke subconsciously felt when he saw the scene in front of him...

Maybe the way I open my eyes is wrong!

Close it!

Open a small gap first!

Look up at the ceiling!

"Huh!" Boss Meng let out a long breath, it's complete!

Look down!

The green ceiling fan hangs on the ceiling in an elegant way. There is no wind and it doesn't move, but it is intact.

call!call!call!

Boss Meng gasped for air, and if he moved his gaze downwards, he could see the rolling shutter door.

The rolling shutter door must not look like it was dilapidated just now, absolutely!

Whoa!

Meng Ke: "..."

It is indeed no longer the dilapidated look it was just now. At least the rolling shutter door was still hanging on the door frame. Although it was crooked, it was very thoughtful.

But now it has completely bid farewell to its "roots". Like a homeless man who has been kicked out, it curls up helplessly on the ground and expresses its inner misery.

Meng Ke's heart was more miserable than the rolling shutter door. He could no longer sit cross-legged on the golden wire. His mentality collapsed and his breath was disordered.

"I shut down my five senses so much that I caused such trouble to a good grocery store?"

There are many troubles in the Marvel world, with major and minor disasters happening all over the place.

A few months ago, when Boss Meng first came to the Marvel world to introduce Qi into his body for practice, he either heard sirens blaring on the street outside or heard the "screaming" of men and women in the alley next door. These messy things irritated Boss Meng. No, no, no, it would make it impossible for him to concentrate and practice with peace of mind.

In order to overcome external influences and restore peace of mind, Boss Meng can only close his five senses so that he can't hear, see, smell, feel, and keep his mind from going astray.

He used this method to practice the Qi-into-the-body technique, and it started to show results after a few months. Not only was his breath long and he could hold one breath for three minutes, but the impurities in his body were also almost eliminated, and 99% of the results were achieved. You can reach the body of a true immortal and enter the state of Dzogchen.

The most important thing is that he has never encountered a situation where he was broken into and robbed in the middle of the night.

But what happened last night?

Of course, if the door is broken, it can be repaired, if the rolling shutter door falls off, it can be reinstalled, and even if the shelves are broken into pieces, they can be glued together with 502, but the old goods on the shelves...

It was a job that customers stored in a grocery store, and all the money sold was given to the customers. Meng Ke only charged a part of the management fee.

It's better now. The goods are all destroyed and can no longer be sold. Boss Meng can only pay the compensation himself.

He is poor!

Otherwise, when Nick Fury came, he wouldn't have bumped into Boss Meng secretly hiding behind the counter, sucking instant noodles.

Almost all of Meng Ke's beautiful swords were smashed on the grocery store, and his savings were only enough for three days of food.

If there is no business for three days, it is better to hang the southeast branch.

Otherwise, why would Meng Ke practice so hard in an attempt to complete the work of introducing Qi into the body as soon as possible, enter the state of Dzogchen, and achieve the body of a true immortal?

Because it’s such a fairy!

No need to eat!

In the realm of true immortality, one lives on Qi, inhales wind and drinks dew every day, and the whole body is naturally relaxed and comfortable, with no symptoms.

Practicing hard to prevent being killed in the Marvel world is one thing. As far as Boss Meng's current situation is concerned, it is more important to overcome hunger and strive for a well-off life on the basis of survival.

"Who the hell did it!"

Meng Ke raised his head to the sky... and screamed at the ceiling, thinking that he had defeated the gangs in the three nearby blocks. Although he had never accepted them as his younger brothers, those gangs would never dare to provoke him again after seeing his fists and kicks. .

It's not them, is it a little gangster from outside?

Stepping to the door of the grocery store, Meng Ke knelt down and looked at the rolling shutter door that was lying on the ground and curled up. A clear bullet hole was exposed on it.

"Fuck, are you using guns?"

This is definitely no ordinary little gangster!

Looking around again, Meng Ke saw a deeply sunken and incomplete footprint on the ground at the door.

The door was on a cement floor, and there was a lock on the rolling shutter door underground. Someone broke the lock with a kick and broke in.

"After I have successfully introduced the Qi into my body and entered the realm of true immortals, I have the power of nine cows and two tigers. But now I am asked to leave a footprint on the cement floor and kick the steel locks into pieces. It is absolutely impossible!"

Meng Ke's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. He was not a gangster or an ordinary person. Could he be one of those superhuman beings?

"Damn!"

Meng Ke quickly rushed behind the counter and opened the drawer, seeing that the pipe was still intact inside.

"Isn't it about Nick Fury's pipe?"

The only thing in the grocery store that can cause trouble for Mengke now is Nick Fury's pipe.

Although Meng Ke recognized the true identity of the one-eyed dragon early on, he couldn't refuse this business because he was really short of money. Nick Fury's things must be good goods no matter what, and they would definitely make a fortune if sold. Make a fortune.

And Meng Ke didn't think that Nick Fury wanted to mess with him. After all, he had nothing to attract Nick Fury's attention, except having one more eye than him.

"He doesn't...want my eyes, does he?"

Shaking his head to expel these messy thoughts from his mind, Meng Ke quickly checked the items in the grocery store to see what was missing.

Meng Ke's memory is very good, after all, he has good kidneys.

Moreover, the practice of drawing Qi into the body has greatly improved his various abilities. Otherwise, he would not have been able to calm down the gangs in the three nearby streets with the fancy fists and embroidered legs seen in the martial arts dramas of his previous life.

Although there were many things in the grocery store, Meng Ke could remember every item. After some inventory, he found that there were quite a few items.

"Is this just an accidental battlefield?"

There was blood on the ground, and there were teeth and bone residue in the blood. This proved that there had indeed been a fight last night, but there were many things in the grocery store. This was not theft, or perhaps a planned break-in. Maybe the grocery store was just However, he was accidentally involved in a battle between justice and evil.

"I sue!"

Meng Ke was speechless. This is really a disaster coming from heaven when people sit at home.

"Didn't they see me?"

Meng Ke was sure that if anyone saw his state last night, they would be scared to death.

"But those who came last night were superhumans. There may be many weirdos like me in their world."

Meng Ke comforted himself while helplessly cleaning up the place. He would clarify the matter further later, but before that the grocery store needed to be cleaned up. The sun was just right outside, so today's business still had to be done.

drop ~ drop ~

The fat policeman who got up early passed by in his police car. Seeing the situation in the grocery store, he quickly stopped the car and rushed in holding the pistol on his waist. He exclaimed in amazement: "What's going on?"

With the mentality that doing more is worse than doing less, Boss Meng said: "The husky at home chewed it!"

police:"……"

Will Huskies chew up the shelves? Will the rolling shutter door be chewed off? Will there be a hole dug into the cement floor at the door?

Fortunately, Meng Ke had already disposed of the blood, teeth, and bone residue so that the police could not see it.

Seeing that the police did not believe his words, Meng Ke explained: "Its grandfather was a Tibetan Mastiff and was quite ruthless. His bloodline has been passed down!"