History’s Strongest Shopkeeper - Chapter 328
[328.Chapter 325 Face]
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Jiumozhi couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth, why is he so unlucky?
Now he just wants to know whether Mengzi was stepped on by the crowd again, or whether what happened before was shouted out.
If the former is okay, Jiumozhi once again mourned for Mencius.
However, if it is the latter, there is a 200% possibility that Mencius suspects that the shout just now was made by him.
Jiumozhi quickly ran towards the crowd who were still fighting fiercely. He had to explain to Mencius.
At the same time, Mengzi, who was already far away from the contention area, had a flash of anger on his handsome face. Who deserves to die so much?
“To go or not to go, that is a question.” Mencius hesitated in his heart.
Go, but why go?
Is it possible to argue with the person who yelled? It was not him who was stepped on, but he was really stepped on.
If you don’t go, then others won’t be able to find you, and they might think that Mencius sneaked away after being stepped on.
In less than ten minutes, all the customers in Wanjie Building knew that Mencius had been stepped on and there were many shoe marks on his face.
“Go.”
Mencius finally made up his mind, as long as he stood outside the competition area and let others see him.
Then the ‘rumors’ are self-defeating.
At the same time, when the Confucian disciples around the fiercely contested area heard this, a cold light flashed in their eyes, wondering who was so bold as to trample on their Confucian master.
Who is so bold as to shout it out?
Although the other areas were not as violent as the area where Mencius was, there were still one or two unlucky customers who were stepped on.
Among them were many Confucian disciples.
Because after Confucius and others obtained the method of cultivating literary spirit, if Confucian disciples did not cultivate literary spirit, would they be embarrassed to say that they were Confucian disciples?
Especially the Confucian disciples who majored in literature and spirit were even more physically weak.
If they hadn’t taken the strengthening medicine, they might have died in the stampede.
For these Confucian disciples, after the goods they robbed are bought, their companions will rescue them.
There are also some customers without companions, which is miserable. After the goods are purchased, they can only hide to the side of the crystal counter with difficulty, otherwise they will have to be trampled on again by the passing people.
But in either case, there was no yelling about who got stepped on.
Because this is a way of offending people to death.
“Rescue Mencius!”
Confucian disciples from all directions ran quickly towards the fierce battle area, shouting in their hearts.
boom! boom! boom!
Confucian disciples wearing Confucian robes rushed towards the crowd.
With the continuous influx of Confucian disciples, the originally fierce competition became more fierce.
Although many people will not attack you intentionally, they still raise their knees deliberately and move their hands randomly.
There is still three steps away from the crystal counter, and no customer can get close.
Because Sanbu is a dangerous area, one of the eunuchs forced his way in. His crotch was already empty, and he was pushed down alive.
There are even worse situations. If you feel that you can’t grab the goods, you want to turn around and leave. The consequences can be imagined.
“Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!…”
Zhou Yang looked at the fiercely competing customers and couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.
Many people were squeezed out of shape, their bodies twisted, and they were still rushing forward one after another. Their fighting ability was more terrifying than that of the aunts fighting for salt in the supermarket.
The crowd who were fighting fiercely didn’t realize that there was a vague figure standing above them.
“Ah~”
Just a scream was heard. In the Zhuxian World, when Master Daoxuan, the leader of the Qingyun Sect, stretched out his hand and approached the crystal counter, the customers around him tried their best to squeeze him away. They raised their knees high and waved their hands wantonly. .
Three consecutive critical hits!
Zhou Yang looked at Master Daoxuan who fell to the ground and felt a chill in his crotch. These people were so cruel that they all got red-eyed and raised their legs without even looking at who they were.
“Good go, Daoxuan!”
Zhou Yang mourned in his heart. Although Daoxuan’s spiritual realm was very high, Zhou Yang knew that he would definitely be hit hard.
A little hedgehog demon who was hired by someone unknown rushed forward when Master Daoxuan approached the crystal counter, and hit Master Daoxuan who was knocked down twice in a row, delivering the most fatal blow.
What’s more important is that this little hedgehog demon hasn’t completely transformed yet, and the gray thorns on its back are as hard as steel needles.
Master Daoxuan, who was lying on the ground, looked twitching. He obviously had the ability to evade, but because of the regulations of the Wanjie Tower, he could only be ravaged.
Zhou Yang, who wanted to stop it, found that there were still thirty seconds left, so he didn’t stop it.
“Jiumozhi, are you?” Mencius walked quickly to the fierce competition area and found Jiumozhi who was looking around cautiously, with a livid face.
If I hadn’t already warned him, why would he still dare to talk nonsense?
Do you really think that because he believes that nature is good, he will not kill people, but only teach?
Jiumozhi, who was looking for Mencius everywhere, instantly felt a gaze full of murderous intent locked on him.
Jiumozhi turned around with a stiff neck, and found Mengzi whose eyes were filled with cold light.
“Does Mencius think it was me who shouted just now?” Jiumozhi hoped that it was just his guess, but looking at Mencius’ eyes that seemed to spit out fire, he knew that his guess was correct.
“What should I do? What should I do?…” Jiumozhi was anxious. He would not think that Mencius would let him go.
“By the way, there’s a way!” Jiumozhi rolled his eyes slightly. He just wanted to catch a person who was stepped on from the crowd, and then he would say that he had seen it wrong and give Mencius a favor.
Although he had affected Mencius’ reputation in the eyes of others, Confucian disciples would not look down upon him in the future.
But Jiumozhi knew that Mencius would definitely let him go and would not even let Confucian disciples embarrass him.
Because Mencius knew that he was excusing him.
The most important thing now is to choose who will top the tank. Mencius’s replacement must be a nobody.
Because the person who holds the vat will be exposed to the public, his face will be disgraced, and he may become his enemy in the future.
“I must arrange a small role that I can easily crush.” Jiumozhi thought secretly in his heart.
But how to determine that it is a small role, Jiumozhi is a little embarrassed, because he does not know who will climb out of the competition area.
If you are not careful and see someone you shouldn’t see again, then you may really have no way to survive in Wanjie Tower.
Because he has offended Buddhism, the Eight-Nation Alliance, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect in the Zhuxian World, and Confucianism, every strength can crush him.
If he saw a Taoist giant or a master from the cultivating sect, Jiumozhi would not be sure whether he could survive until tomorrow.
“You can’t look at faces, you can only identify them by age and clothing.” Jiumozhi sighed inwardly. He really didn’t dare to look around anymore, otherwise it would be a problem whether he could save his life.
“Remove those who are older, remove those who wear exquisite clothes, remove those who dress strangely…” Jiumozhi kept sifting through the conditions in his mind, and finally decided that it would be safer for him to grab a child to hold the vat for Mencius. .
Even if a child’s parents are powerful, a child’s face is very light in the eyes of adults.
It’s impossible for their parents to kill a great master for no reason just because of their child’s respect.
The more Jiumozhi thought about it, the more it made sense, and his eyes were fixed on the fourth figure crawling out, a young man wearing a white jade robe, his hair was messy after being stepped on, and he did not carry any weapons.
“It’s you!” Jiumozhi’s eyes lit up. The boy in front of him was wearing ordinary clothes and didn’t have any magic weapon on him. He should be just an ordinary boy.
Thinking of this, Jiumozhi grabbed the young man in his hands without hesitation.
“It turns out you were the one who was stepped on. I thought it was Mencius.” Jiumozhi said in a loud voice, grabbing the boy who lowered his head and walked away quickly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that Mencius’ murderous intent not far away had disappeared without a trace. Jiumozhi did not see just a trace of pity flashing in Mencius’s eyes.
“Wow~”
Li Ke was just twelve years old. Although his mind was precocious, it was when his self-esteem was most sensitive that he found out that he had been caught.
And he also made his ugly appearance public, and he couldn’t help but burst into tears, forced himself away from Jiumozhi and ran away.
Looking at Li Ke running away, Jiumozhi was completely relieved that he was just a little kid and completely ignored the endless coldness on the faces of the people around him.
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