In the cabinet were some of his old tools. One of them was a machete transformed from a paper cutter. His eyes lit up. He picked it up in his hand and weighed it. He felt that it was very smooth to use.
"It turns out that my predecessor was this kind of person."
He curled his lips into a sneer, took the map included in the scripture, hid the machete behind his clothes, rode a very old bicycle, and rode along the path towards the suburbs.
He vaguely remembered that the guy called Brother Chongzi was a well-known gangster in the local area. Later, he got acquainted with a man from the south, and then he had some property and started robbing graves.
He didn't know how he was related to these people, but he knew that he seemed to be very clear about their strongholds and methods.
Arriving at a dilapidated factory in the suburbs, he threw his bicycle into the grass by the roadside, squeezed the wrapped machete, held the map in his hand, and walked into the factory.
Several oil drums cut in half were placed in the center of the factory, with wood burning inside. A few thugs were going in and out of a small room next to it, placing some cleaned objects next to several large braziers to bake out the moisture.
Someone saw him coming, and one of the thugs grinned, revealing a mouth full of buck teeth, and pointed at him.
"What? You dare to come here... Do you know what will happen if you steal our things? Is your father about to die of anger now?"
The gangster said mockingly.
Taoist Zijin gritted his teeth and said, "So, you were the one who went to the wonton stall to cause trouble?"
"So what!" Baoya laughed, "I'm telling you, this is just a warning. If you don't hand over the things, we have plenty of ways to ruin your reputation. And...your sister is pretty. I wonder if she'll regret being his brother if she falls into our hands."
Hearing this, Taoist Zi Jin could no longer bear it!
These bastards not only set their sights on the map in his hand, but also on his sister.
Even though he had been practicing Taoism in the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth for so long, he had forced himself to suppress the murderous intent in his heart and not become a monster!
But now, he couldn't help it at all.
"Want to harm me? I'll chop you off first!"
With a clang!
Taoist Zi Jin took out the paper cutter from his arms, which he had changed into a machete. He faced the bucktoothed man in front of him and chopped him down with one move.
The knife was clean and neat, and Taoist Zi Jin did not leave any trace!
Even though he had lost all his cultivation, he was, after all, a man who came from the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth. During his years of practice, he had comprehended many moves and spells. With the support of the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth, his knowledge and breadth of knowledge were unmatched by any other goblins in this world today.
So even though he is just an ordinary person, as the saying goes, when he holds a sharp sword, he is full of murderous intent.
The bucktoothed man didn't even have a chance to react before his head was chopped off by a knife!
Blood spurted out instantly and the whole yard became quiet.
There was a sound of footsteps, and Brother Chong, with a group of people, saw this situation when they arrived in the yard. He was so scared that his face turned pale!
After all, he was just a small gangster. How could he have seen such a scene?
He had seen people shouting with machetes, but he had never seen anyone chop off a person's head with one blow!
This is no longer something that gangsters, thieves, or others can do.
This is simply the work of a bandit. Only a very fierce and ruthless person can do such a thing!
"You're crazy...you're killing people!"
Brother Chongzi shouted, his legs shaking with fear.
Taoist Zijin curled his lips and said, "Isn't it just killing someone? What are you afraid of? I came here today to ask for the result. It seems that you are already afraid, so how about we make a deal?"
"What kind of deal!" Brother Chongzi's face turned horrible.
Taoist Zijin placed the book of persuasion to die next to the brazier.
"Two hundred thousand. I'll sell this thing to you."
Brother Chongzi took a look at the yellow paper and his eyes twitched.
He had no idea what the value of this thing was, but now Taoist Zi Jin had come to his door and killed all of his thugs. If he didn't agree, his head would probably not stay on his neck for long.
So he nodded immediately: "Okay, okay, I'll give you the money right away."
He sent someone to the basement. How could a person like him who did shady business dare to put his money in an open place? So there was a safe specially set up by him in the underground warehouse, in which all the funds used to buy and sell things dug up from the ground were stored.
Two hundred thousand is a very difficult sum of money for an ordinary person to raise, but it is just a handful of money in front of him.
Taoist Zi Jin dropped his knife, left behind a letter of persuasion for death, held the money in his hand, and left the dilapidated factory.
But after a while, the sound of sirens was heard, and Taoist Zi Jin had already returned to the hospital.
Putting the money in Dong Xiaoman's hand, Taoist Zi Jin took a step back.
"Brother, where did you get this money?"
Dong Xiaoman's face was full of surprise. Is 500,000 enough?
In just two short days!
There was a change in the look in Dong Xiaoman's eyes when she looked at her brother!
Taoist Zijin smiled and said, "Don't worry about it. Give the money to the hospital first and ask them to perform the surgery immediately. I will take care of everything else."
After saying this, he turned around and walked outside the hospital. After a while, he felt that he was surrounded by people.
He smiled calmly, put down the half-eaten roast chicken in his hand, looked at the gloomy sky, his expression indescribably lonely.
"Master, I was wrong... I admit that I am not fit to be an ordinary person. I shouldn't judge human nature so superficially as I did before, because some things have not happened to me. Once I encounter them, I may be more cruel and ruthless than them."
After the voice fell, Taoist Zi Jin opened his eyes. In front of him was the wonton stall with its door tightly closed. There was a hustle and bustle of people around it. There was no longer the scary scene of being cut in half, nor the sense of crisis of being surrounded by people.
Everything seemed to be his hallucination, but not entirely an illusion.
"Understand?" Zhang Fan glanced at the Taoist Zi Jin who was sitting next to him.
"I understand!" Taoist Zijin replied calmly, "Thank you, Director, for helping me get rid of the demon in my heart."
Zhang Fan laughed when he heard this: "You are my type. You are really neat and tidy when it comes to doing things... But you are too narrow-minded. People just said a few more words to you, calling you a tomb robber, and you killed them? And you killed them without mercy. If there was no Heaven and Earth Pawnshop to control you, I'm afraid you would definitely be a demon that confuses the world."
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