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Ying Bo never underestimated the upper limit of human morality, but he also did not overestimate the lower limit of human morality.

This kind of land occupation and collection of protection fees cannot be eliminated no matter what era.It is even said that the later generations are better than the prehistoric times, even though the rule of whoever has the biggest fist is still in essence, but on the surface, at least they are covered with various laws and regulations as a disguise.

In later generations, when he was approached by gangsters, Ying Bo always confronted him positively; when he was approached in the prehistoric times, Ying Bo would not humbly seek a way out.Seeing the sloppy leader trying to intimidate him, Ying Bo curled his lips, completely let go of his pretense, and replied: "I know, isn't it just you, an idiot?"

His reply was so domineering that a group of brokers were petrified.

It is conceivable that the current world is like this, and even the trade fairs are held through talks. The prehistoric monks usually don't know how to say a few dirty words. This group of gangsters who seem to have taken over Xifang City... Brokers, Spitting before speaking to express contempt is probably their limit. Where have they seen such swearing?

Not to mention, it's a foundation-building cultivator who has uttered dirty words to most of them, real people and real monarchs who have golden cores and leaders who have the realm of Nascent Soul.

It was like a confrontation between two armies, one army had [-] people, and the other had ten people. Those with long eyes could see the gap between the two sides, but it turned out that the provocative one was the one with ten people.

It's too inconsistent with common sense and logic. If it's not that Ying Bo's brain is flooded, it's that he has something to rely on.

But what can he rely on?You know, when Yingbo finished his first business in Fangshi, the broker in Xifang City, who had multiple information channels, had already investigated the identities of him and Cang Cangzi, and also noticed the dragon man who was following them. .They even waited until the dragon man left and Ying Bo finished a few more orders before taking action to stop him in a secluded area.

Just in case, the enchantment restriction was opened, and even the possibility of rescue was eliminated.

In this case, what qualifications does this person have to be arrogant?

Thinking about this, the sloppy leader let out a sneer.

"Fellow Daoist, I feel that your teacher should teach you how to speak human, but now that your teacher is not here, I am a little bit older than you, so I am not afraid to work hard to give you pointers."

"How can an idiot give advice to others? Can you give advice to the group of idiots behind you who are even more idiotic than you?" Ying Bo said.

He glanced at them contemptuously, then softened his tone a little before the group of brokers exploded in rage.

"There are a lot of idiots who live a miserable life by guarding the cornucopia. There are fewer idiots who don't take it seriously when others come to teach them. Seniors, let me ask you, every time this market opens for half a year, the After half a year, how much can you earn each time?"

"Huh?" A monk among the brokers said, "You have an idiot on the left and an idiot on the right. It's fine if you don't kneel down and apologize. You thought we would answer..."

Ying Bo didn't listen to this man at all, and asked and answered without a pause.

"Probably—" he said a few figures, "—so many."

The meaning of the sentence sounds like a question sentence, but Ying Bo said its tone is an affirmative sentence.

The number he reported caused the eager brokers to pause, and they exchanged questioning looks in front of Ying Bo.

These looks probably mean—you leaked it?No I didn't say that.

Ying Bo would not tell these people that after he walked around the market for a few times, he had already estimated the approximate trading volume of the entire market, and watched nearly a hundred times the number of tips the brokers received. Even if the trading volume will definitely fluctuate with time, he has almost figured out the bottom of the entire market.

Who said that the transactions in the whole market were aboveboard and without any concealment?

These brokers didn't know Ying Bo's tricks, they just thought that this person might be a monk who used magic tricks.

The monks of the art of calculation have always been known for their inscrutability. Although most of them are not good at actual combat, ordinary monks dare not provoke them.The friar who is a master of calculations talks about things, which is very similar to the eloquent Ying Bo in front of the brokers.

It's usually not good to be approached by a monk who is doing calculations.Although the brokers still remembered that their original intention was to teach Ying Bo a lesson in order to drive him away, they didn't dare to act rashly now.

Ying Bo used his normal strength to bluff the group of brokers, and immediately began to talk nonsense.

He hated the iron and pointed at it one by one, saying: "I said you, you, obviously control such a large and well-located market, but count so many pills and talismans every day, no one People know how to be flexible. It looks like you have done it... how many years have you been doing this kind of work?"

Ying Bo pointed to a broker who shrank behind, and asked loudly.

The broker shook, and subconsciously said the answer: "The poor and the poor have been circling in Xifang City for more than 20 years."

Ying Bo nodded, then asked, "Where are the others?"

A few more people answered him, the least one has worked for about ten years, and the most one has dared to be a broker for hundreds of years.

"In later generations, the goal of brokers would be to save a sum of money to open their own shop. I never thought there would be idiots who have been brokers for 100 years." Ying Bo couldn't help sighing, then suddenly raised his voice, and cursed : "Anyway, after working for decades, you should have earned your capital, right? You didn't do anything else, let alone bought a few magic weapons?!"

"Where do we have the money to buy magic weapons..." One person complained, "It's not even enough for daily cultivation expenses."

"Can't the practice be slowed down?!" Ying Bo scolded again, "Do you understand what a business opportunity is? Do you understand what it means to put a long line to catch a big fish? Putting down the practice for a while is for better practice in the future, and You idiots, the magic weapon is nothing, and the realm has not seen where the cultivation is going!"

You, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment, really mean to say that?The brokers looked at Ying Bo suspiciously.Ying Bo, however, looked completely ignorant and continued to chatter.

"If one person can't save it, two people might be able to save it. If two people can't save it, can't you save it with so many of you? Ordinary people will live frugally, why not become a monk? Everyone joins Medicinal talisman, you can always buy a magic weapon from a monk who is in trouble, right? If you resell it, the price difference is not much better than the small bottle of elixir and two or three talismans you take every day?"

Many brokers showed thoughtful expressions.

Ying Bo said again: "I've been in Fangshi for a long time, don't you have a good network of contacts? Don't you know the craftsman? Don't you know the alchemist? Master of Formation, Master of Talisman, don't you all know each other? , a magic weapon has been produced in a few years, and it is brought here to exchange for other things? Why don't you discuss it with other masters of practice, instead of coming here specially, you come to pick up the goods, help sell them, and exchange them back Send things over? Is it different for alchemy masters to make a batch of pills? Don’t people want to have a good rest and start the next batch early? Why don’t you give it to someone who has to waste half a year in this market talking unnutritious words? He offers better service?!"

The eyes of the brokers became brighter and brighter.

Ying Bo raised his voice again after his mouthful of gunfire was brewing.

He roared directly: "Wait until you buy and sell all the magic weapons, magic tools, elixir, and talismans! At that time, you can use whatever magic weapon you want, and eat whatever elixir you want. Still need it, worry about cultivation?!!!"

Ying Bo snorted, and said, "I'm afraid you lost your mind?"

His voice was so loud that all the brokers were silenced.

After a long while, the leader of the Nascent Soul Realm lowered his voice and said: "Fellow Daoist said a few words, which won my heart, but there are other pointers, let's talk about them together!"

"Oh," Ying Bo said, "Not anymore."

The leader asked again: "What does fellow Taoist mean?"

Ying Bo said: "Let's do this business together."

The leader bowed his head and thought for a while.

When he raised his head again, he had returned to the rascal look that he opened his mouth to spit at the beginning. While waving his hand to signal the younger brothers behind him to come forward, he tilted his head in response.

"Fellow Daoist, now I know your idea. What should I do? I also have an idea. The capital and contacts you mentioned are all on my side. Why do I partner with you? Give it to you!" Divide things up?"

He snorted and said, "I'm afraid you lost your mind?"

The words that Ying Bo ushered in to comment on them just now were used by the leader on Ying Bo.

He shook his sleeves and shouted: "Kill this yellow-haired boy! Before he tells those people in Dongfang City about his idea!"

All the brokers were dazzled by the prospect Ying Bo painted, but they were also upset when they saw Ying Bo, and when they heard that he wanted to cooperate, they all felt a sigh of relief in their chests.Unexpectedly, the leader crossed the river and demolished the bridge so cleanly, and they all rushed forward happily.

Within one breath, countless spells and precious lights enveloped Ying Bo's body, fire dragons and water phoenixes danced together, strong winds and ice and snow blew up, elixirs that would corrode the true qi sprayed out, and magic sounds filled the ears, disturbing the true qi in the monk's body run.

Under such an offensive, let alone a mere little monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, a golden core monk with a magic weapon would be terrified.

There is killing and seizing treasure—it is not an uncommon thing in Honghuang—the part-time brokers laughed, laughing at Yingbo's bamboo basket to fetch water in vain.

However, there is one person whose spells are aimed at the soul, and it has been too long to wait for the feeling of success.

"Hey, wait, what's wrong..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of strong light suddenly burst out in the direction where countless spells shot!

That light was as bright as the sun!Dazzling as the sun!Burning eyes like the sun!Hot as the sun!Appearing suddenly, just the dispersing heat wave naturally drained away many spells they played!

A tall figure stepped out of the radiance, wearing a strange golden robe, it seemed that it almost merged with the radiance, regardless of you and me.

Ever since he was stopped, Cang Cangzi, who had been silently accumulating true qi, regained his true figure once again.Turning the universe mirror in his hand, he easily stopped many attacks.

Ying Bo stood behind him and yawned boredly.

"Does it feel good to hug your thighs?" he said, "Do it, old man."

Cang Cangzi laughed when he heard this.

"Of course, Master Ying, you have the final say."

As soon as the words fell, the real fire of the sun jumping on his palm turned into several sharp arrows, which shot out quickly——