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'There will be time in the future. Zhang Feng replied: "I still have something to deal with here." '

Event three, triggered in two days.

Zhang Feng was going to meditate and rest his mind to see what this incident was about.

"Also a mission?" In the private villa in the game hall, Li Rein thought to himself without asking further questions.

Because he knows, he knows he can't help

After all, he may be the third-order 'leader' for the players now.

But to Zhang Shen, he is just a 'little rookie' who has just been promoted to the third level.

Don't talk about whether you can help with your strength, even if you can help with your strength, you still can't enter the fifth-order world where Zhang Shen is!

"Fifth Order" Li felt bitter, but then he remembered that he was talking to his eldest brother, so he expressed his feelings very solemnly and formally in the post,

716847464, the main player player, Li Ren: "Thank you Zhang Shen for helping my brother in his busy schedule!"Thank you so much brother! '

After posting, Li Zhen let out a long breath, which can be regarded as a perfect end to today's live broadcast.

But the next thing that made all the players boil was that Zhang Feng replied.

731548976, Tier [-], Zhang Feng, a mere innate warrior.Just a little effort. '

After posting, Zhang Feng didn't take it seriously. He felt that he was doing a task for Li Zhen. It was like taking a stroll around and seeing old people.

Very simple.

Including all the players, after seeing Zhang Shen's message, they also felt that everything Zhang Shen did today, just a little raise his hand and speak, seemed to have easily completed the difficult task for everyone.

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It is this passage, coupled with the replay function in the post, which allows subsequent players to replay and watch.

Over time.

This made this post all the way to the top, and the number of replies went from hundreds of millions at the beginning, until 26:36 in the middle of the night, it was brushed with a full [-] billion popularity!

It seems that players from all over the world are participating and witnessing this "Zhang Shen took over incident".

Even if it was a food post in the middle of the night, this post was not brushed down.

Even at around three o'clock in the middle of the night, Tang Mo replied to a floor specifically, exclaiming, "Our high-efficiency drama team is helping all players complete tasks."But Zhang Shen is a joke post to help the presidents of us drama troupes to complete the task'.

But this joke post is very true, so that the following hundreds of thousands of floors are all repeated in a unified way.

These hundreds of thousands of floors, with a unified prefix, are all 'second-tier' players.

This time they came here specially to support Li Shen and Tang Shen, and by the way, they wanted to show their faces in front of Zhang Shen.

Also the next day.

Zhang Feng had nothing to do when he was practicing kung fu. When he wanted to scan the forum to see if there were any resurrection items, he saw Tang Mo and other large players laughing at himself. He also saw that the popularity of this post had passed 24 hours. No sign of falling yet.

It seems that this enthusiasm will continue for a while.

It just so happened that Li Jian took advantage of this moment to buy resurrection props.

Leave these things to them.

You don't have to worry about this.

What matters right now is event task three.

Follow the time.

It should be triggered before twelve o'clock tonight.

It's five o'clock in the afternoon.

There are still seven hours.

Zhang Feng thought about it, walked out of the house, and came to the lobby.

The housekeeper who was patrolling the mansion with his guards immediately went to prepare tea when he saw the president come out.

Wait for the tea to be served.

Zhang Feng sips tea and quietly watches the glazed icicles on the eaves.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, they exude a soul-stirring and strange charm.

At the same time, although the housekeeper next to him didn't know what the president was doing or what he was looking at, he mistakenly thought that the president was waiting for someone, and then stood beside him all the time, waiting for orders.

But Zhang Feng really didn't know what the task was, he just followed the prompts and waited in the mansion to see.

Anyway, the flying sword is on the side of the waist, and it can be unsheathed in an instant to prevent all troubles.

But the butler really guessed right this time.

At around six o'clock in the evening, there was an announcement from outside the gate, and Qin Tutou came to visit alone.

When Zhang Feng heard Qin Tutou coming, he knew that the incident had started.

"President Zhang"

Qin Butou hurried into the lobby led by the guards.

"What's the matter with arresting the head?" Zhang Feng smiled and asked the housekeeper to prepare tea.

However, Qin Tutou waved his hand, wanting to say something, but then looked at the butler next to him, showing an awkward posture of not knowing if he could say something.

The butler understood and walked out of the lobby.

"President is like this." Seeing the housekeeper leaving, Qin Tutou was a little troubled and said in a low voice: "At noon today, after the bureau arrested a peddler from other provinces who was selling opium in the city and tortured him, this man But it has some connection with the shopkeeper Zhai in our chamber of commerce."

At this point, Qin Butou narrated the whole incident again, all from the vendor's confession, without any embellishment.

Zhang Feng understood after listening.

It turned out that there was a 'moth' in my chamber of commerce, and someone secretly engaged in opium business!

What is opium, this is self-evident.

Including Qin Tutou, who is also jealous of this, is ready to execute that trader.

But it is also a person who buys and sells, and it involves the "treasurer Zhai" in President Zhang's chamber of commerce.

Although shopkeeper Zhai is not considered a veteran in the meeting, he is just an ordinary innkeeper, but he is Zhang Feng's person.

Therefore, he was a little embarrassed and a little scared, so he whispered to Zhang Feng.

"Thank you for letting me know." Zhang Feng nodded slightly, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

"President Zhang is busy first." Qin Tuotou was all-knowing, without asking or talking, he lifted his foot and left.

When Zhang Feng saw Qin Tuotou leaving, he looked at the butler outside the lobby, "Notify shopkeeper Hong and others, and have a talk at my mansion tonight."

"Yes!" The butler responded, went out to the lobby door, and gave some instructions to the guards in the courtyard.

Later, twelve fast horses were pulled out from the backyard, and twelve guards from the Chamber of Commerce headed towards all directions in the city.

Also that night.

seven o'clock.

No matter how busy or tired today is, or whoever's heir is celebrating his birthday, the twelve shopkeepers of Yicheng all gathered in the lobby, and none of them was absent.

Wait for them to sit on both sides and look at Zhang Feng who is at the head.

Zhang Feng didn't have any extra words, and asked the housekeeper to tell them what Qin Butou told him.

Also wait for the housekeeper to finish.

The straightforward shopkeeper He slapped the table suddenly, and cursed: "It's outrageous! How can shopkeeper Zhai mess with these things? Doesn't he know the rules of the club? Doesn't he know that these things are not to be messed with?"

"Yes." An old shopkeeper recalled a scene he saw in other provinces a few years ago. A skinny man was lying on the corner of the street, selling his young daughter for a few taels of tobacco. He sighed for a while. road,

"If this thing spreads in the city, how many wives and children will be separated?"

"Sigh..." Shopkeeper Wu was heartbroken, "Shopkeeper Zhai doesn't do a good business in the inn, why is he so confused? Sometimes my restaurant holds a big banquet, and there is no one to cook it. His cook is such a good person, alas"

"It's useless to say anything now." Shopkeeper Hong let out a long breath, and looked at Zhang Feng, who was at the front.

Zhang Feng looked at the crowd looking towards him, "Bring them here"

And at the same time.

In a mansion on Yicheng West Street.

in the lobby.

Shopkeeper Zhai, who was wearing a embroidered leather jacket, was setting up a table full of wine and vegetables by himself, talking to the housekeeper who was pouring wine for him.

And in his words, most of them are "Why hasn't Boss Yan come yet?" '

He didn't know that Boss Yan had been arrested and confessed him again.

Fortunately, the current chairman is Zhang Feng, and Zhang Feng's name is here.

Otherwise, he is already serving the torture in the prison with Boss Yan. Whether he can survive this cold night and wait until tomorrow's execution is a question.

Where can I have a lot of fish and meat.

"Maybe Boss Yan has something to delay?" The butler is about fifty years old, dressed plainly, with clothes underneath and some old patches.

"Maybe something really happened." Shopkeeper Zhai was overwhelmed with alcohol, holding a piece of fatty braised pork on the plate with chopsticks in his hand, his words were only happy,

"Chairman Zhang is in charge now! Our business is getting bigger and bigger!

Especially relying on President Zhang's name, the patrol houses in the cities and towns of the two provinces dare not check our carriage

It seems that I still need to ask Boss Yan for some goods.Demand exceeds supply! "

The "Master" butler poured a glass of wine for shopkeeper Zhai with some confusion, "Let's stop it, in case the president finds out"

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"President Zhang is a big shot! He's a monk!" Shopkeeper Zhai suddenly gave the housekeeper a sharp look.

"Besides, don't the cultivators in the ghost city not take human lives as their lives? They refine zombies at will, and use humans to practice demon magic? Maybe the president will praise me after hearing about our way of making money!"

Shopkeeper Zhai said excitedly, "Think about it, people who suck our stuff will become terminally ill after a long time, and life would be better than death. When they are suffering, let's ask the monks to send them on the road with spells. Aren't they grateful to us?" ?”

After the words fell, shopkeeper Zhai felt that he was lying to himself, and felt that there was nothing wrong with this matter.

But if he wanted to tell Zhang Feng, he really didn't dare to say it.

Otherwise, he didn't need to covertly use Zhang Feng's banner to carry out a big cigarette deal.

The butler saw that his master had become possessed, so he begged for the last time: "Master, please stop."

With that said, the butler fell to his knees on the ground.

"Hey? What are you doing?" Shopkeeper Zhai shook his head and smiled, feeling that the housekeeper's words were simple.

But the money in this business is too fast and too simple, plus Zhang Feng's prestige is used as a shield.

Even if he knew it was wrong, he couldn't stop it.

Because as long as it is delayed for one more day, hundreds of thousands of oceans will be paid in, and the money will be smashed!

"I won't do it after I finish Boss Yan's job." Shopkeeper Zhai took a sip of spicy wine, persuaded the housekeeper not to worry, and signaled the housekeeper to get up.

After the butler heard Zhai's guarantee, he stopped talking, because he had heard the words 'last stroke' fourteen days ago.

Shopkeeper Zhai has said it ten times.

The result of saying it ten times is that there is a dense box in the box next to the bed at home.

"Hey" the butler sighed, he had already made up his mind, and now he would leave Zhai's mansion and no longer serve the stranger Zhai shopkeeper.

But for him to expose, he really couldn't bear it.

"Master" the butler got up, and carefully poured a glass of wine for shopkeeper Zhai carefully as if he was a butler for the first time, "I'm going to warm the pot of wine."

"Go, go." Shopkeeper Zhai waved his hands, not paying attention.

Also out of the hall.

The butler walked to the backyard, took a last look at the mansion where he had stayed for most of his life, picked up his packed luggage and left the mansion.

These were prepared by him long ago.