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Chapter 283 Am I a fat sheep?

This kind of news can still be found out by inquiring by yourself. How could it be worth 100 medium-grade spirit stones? Obviously, this middle-aged man thought Chen Feng was young and thought he was not familiar with the world and regarded him as a sucker. At this time, Chen Feng exposed it on the spot. A hint of shame and anger flashed across his face, and a trace of viciousness flashed through his eyes, but then, his face was filled with a smile again.

"A medium-grade spirit stone is a medium-grade spirit stone. I will lose money and sell you the news." As he said that, he wanted to reach out to grab the spirit stone.

But Chen Feng flipped his hand, pressed the spirit stone under his palm, and said lightly: "You tell me this news first, and then I will give you the spirit stone after I finish speaking."

A hint of shame and anger flashed in the man's eyes, but he had no choice but to say it first.

"You don't know. About ten days ago, news suddenly came out in Baiyang Town. It is said that in the first family in Baiyang Town, the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain of Bai family, there was originally a calm wave, but not long ago, an extinct volcano that had been silent for thousands of years in the back mountain suddenly exploded, and flames soared into the sky. Many people in Baiyang Town saw it, and with this volcanic eruption, a strange treasure appeared, just in the volcanic lava. As for what the strange treasure is, no one could tell it clearly, but everyone knew it must be very powerful, because the light of the treasure could not be suppressed."

"So during this period, many people have flocked to Baiyang Town to snatch that treasure."

After hearing this, Chen Feng nodded slowly: "So that's it, no wonder so many people are in Baiyang Town."

Seeing that the man probably didn't lie, he pushed the middle-grade spirit stone forward: "Take it away."

Chen Feng could not give it to him at all, but he was not the one who broke his promise.

He held the medium-grade spirit stone in his hand and took a closer look. A hint of astonishment and ecstasy flashed across the face of the man with a thief-eyed look.

Without stopping, he immediately turned around and left the restaurant and headed straight to the east of the town.

There is an abandoned house on the east side of the town, with weeds and dozens of people guarding it, setting up a bonfire, drinking and eating meat. Is there a wave of women's begging and screams from the main house, mixed with the man's rude and lewd smile?

The middle-aged man with a stingy look on his face, jogging all the way, shouting breathlessly: "Boss, boss, I have a fat sheep."

The door of the main house opened, a tall and burly man with a tuft of black hair on his chest, and a body like a black tower walked out and shouted, "White-haired rat, what fat sheep have you encountered again? I can tell you, if you dare to lie to me again this time, I will pull your legs and tear you into two halves!"

As he said that, a cruel and vicious look appeared in his eyes, and he licked the corner of his mouth, looking very bloodthirsty.

The man with a thief-eyed look was very scared, so he quickly laughed and said, "Boss, this time he is definitely a big fat sheep, and he is absolutely not wrong."

He gasped and said the process just now, and then gave the middle-grade spirit stone to the burly man: "I still have a small look. This middle-grade spirit stone is of extremely high quality. The purity is at least 30% higher than the middle-grade spirit stone with the highest purity in our Baiyang Town. Moreover, although that boy is not luxurious in clothes, he has a good temperament. He can tell at a glance that he is a disciple of the big family who came out to train."

"Although he deliberately reached under the table and sneaked, making people think he took it out of the package, Xiao Er noticed that he was not that big package, so Xiao Er inferred that he must have a mustard bag."

“Must Seed Bag?”

Hearing this, the burly man's eyes immediately lit up and he showed excitement.

For the gangs entrenched in the town, mustard bags have always been unattainable and have never seen them, let alone own them.

Without saying a word, the burly man immediately called on his brothers: "Crack the guy, kill me with me, and rob the fat sheep."

The big men in the yard were all drunk and picked up their weapons. At this time, the big men suddenly said, "White-haired rat, how strong is that kid?"

"I don't have high strength. I look like I'm at the fifth and sixth level of the acquired day. Brother, don't forget that you are a master of the seventh level of the acquired day. If we go together, even the master of the eighth level of the acquired day can kill him."

The man with sting eyebrows and eyes said this, and these people immediately became confident. The burly man shouted: "Why are you still standing there? Let's go and kill the fat sheep and snatch his things away."

Chen Feng heard the news and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a large group of people breaking into the entrance of the restaurant, each holding swords and guns, with a fierce look on his face. Chen Feng just glanced at them and turned his head, not caring too much. The most powerful group of people was just the eighth level of acquired people, and even a group of ordinary warriors didn't have to take it seriously.

But unexpectedly, he didn't provoke those people, but those people came to provoke him.

They came straight to Chen Feng's seat, surrounded him in the middle, and showed cold and greedy smiles on their faces.
Chapter completed!
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