A ray of light fell on the cheap cat, and the cheap cat was shocked and looked at Mr. Chi with a strange expression.

Seeing that the mean cat finally shut up, Mr. Chi blinked his eyes proudly, turned around and was about to speak, but the mean cat's loud voice rang out again, scaring Mr. Chi so much that he trembled.

"The bastard factory director Jinhe..."

The cheap cat moved a little, and then started to shout with all his might. Mr. Chi looked at the cheap cat in confusion, opened his mouth, and looked at his hands suspiciously: "Why... doesn't it work?"

Chi Lao looked at the mean cat in confusion. Yang Zhen suddenly screamed and pointed at Chi Lao and said, "Fuck, I know you!"

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone present was shocked and looked at Yang Zhen in horror.

Hua Youyue's face turned pale, and she wanted to say something but stopped herself, then was stopped by Yao Lao.

The old woman from the Donglin Dan Society sneered and said coldly: "You have no manners and no respect for the inferiors!"

The mean cat was frightened by Yang Zhen, and stopped to ask with a strange look on his face: "Do you know this old man? This old man is very bad, and just now he wanted to stop me from speaking. Fortunately, I am a powerful person, otherwise I would have suffered a loss."

Yang Zhen nodded and said subconsciously: "I know him, a guy with a little hair on his head... No, you... you are Mr. Chi?"

Thinking about the way he had walked with the old man, the people around him, and the many people surrounding him, Yang Zhen suddenly realized that this old man must be the legendary Mr. Chi. When Yang Zhen said this, everyone present took a breath and looked at Yang Zhen with a gloating and helpless look.

Did Yang Zhen recognize it only now? But when I think about it, this is really Yang Zhen's style, careless and reckless. As long as he opens his mouth, he will definitely offend people.

But offending other people would be fine, but now Yang Zhen has actually offended Mr. Chi, the man with the highest status on Donglin Island. This is going to be a big mess. Who can still protect Yang Zhen?

Even if Yang Zhen had extraordinary abilities, he would not be able to gain a foothold in Donglin Island and could only leave obediently. He might even be punished for offending Mr. Chi.

Everyone was waiting to see Yang Zhen's joke, and the old woman from the Donglin Dan Society sneered continuously, looking as if she was relieved.

Even the heir of Tianxuan Dongtian looked bewildered, as if he had not expected that there would be such a reckless person on Donglin Island. They looked at each other in amazement.

Although Yang Zhen didn't finish his words, everyone present knew that Yang Zhen was actually trying to say that Mr. Chi had a mental problem. This... this was simply disrespectful.

The scene was deathly silent. Even the mean cat stopped shouting. It shrank its neck and tried to leave, but was grabbed back by Yang Zhen.

Everyone was looking at Mr. Chi, waiting for him to fly into a rage. However, what confused everyone was that Mr. Chi, who should have been furious, was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said to Yang Zhen: "Yes, we meet again, little guy!"

Everyone: “???”

Everyone was at a loss. Chi Lao actually knew Yang Zhen, and it seemed that they had a rather special relationship. How could Yang Zhen, a little-known bitch, have the honor of meeting Chi Lao? Most people were just a little shocked, but the people from the Donglin Dan Society were a little confused, especially the old woman, who opened her mouth with a sullen face.

The young man in white and the girl in purple looked at each other and looked at Yang Zhen with interest, obviously very interested.

In the crowd, Hua Youyue opened her eyes wide, Yingtan opened her mouth wide without realizing it, and Yao Lao was even more miserable than her. He rubbed his eyes, looking as if he suspected that he had seen it wrong.

Seeing this, the mean cat, who was about to walk out of the crowd, suddenly brightened up his eyes. He walked back with a swagger and stood straight beside Yang Zhen, fearing that others didn't know the relationship between him and Yang Zhen.

"Oh, it's you, my friend. Wait a minute, I remember you gave me one... Hey, I found it!"

Yang Zhen took out a sign, wiped it with his sleeve with an "ah ha" sound, and everyone looked at it hurriedly. There was an ancient fragrance on it, with the word "Gu" written in a flamboyant style.

Ancient? Everyone was confused, not knowing what Yang Zhen was doing. Chi Lao's face darkened and he said with a smile: "Little guy, you got the wrong one. This sign is useless. Just find a random place to throw it away."

Yang Zhen took a look, exclaimed, "Sorry, I got the wrong one. This is it!"

It was another similar sign, this time with the word “Chi” written on it.

"This... this is Mr. Chi's island card, how come it is in Yang Zhen's hands?"

"What? An island card where you can tell a person's fortune from his cards? Isn't Yang Zhen really that lucky?"

…

A group of people were shocked and talked a lot. After seeing the sign in Yang Zhen's hand, the old woman from Donglin Danhui trembled all over and her face suddenly turned pale.

No one knows the role of this brand in Donglin Island better than her. With this brand, Yang Zhen can almost walk sideways in Donglin Island. If Yang Zhen wants, he can even walk lying down! Wait!

Suddenly someone exclaimed, remembering the sign that Yang Zhen had just taken by mistake. There was a word "ancient" written on it. Could it be... the ancient island sign of Wanhua Island?

Oh shit!

There were sounds of people sucking in their breaths all around. The mean cat rolled his eyes around, tugged at Yang Zhen's clothes, and said meanly, "Boy, this old man said that the brand just now is useless. Can you let me play with it?"

Yang Zhen looked up at the half-smiled Chi Lao, took out the sign with the word "Gu" written on it and threw it to the cheap cat, saying nonchalantly: "Take it and play with it!"

At the same time, Yang Zhen gave the mean cat a look: Why don’t you try and lose it for me?

The mean cat quickly gave a look back: Don’t worry, don’t worry, how could that be possible!

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Mr. Chi said with a smile: "Put the sign away. Since it's been given to you, keep it well. Also, think about what I told you carefully. There's no rush. But you...what are you doing?"

Yang Zhen hurriedly put the sign close to his body, with an expression that was more precious than that of a dog, fearing that he would neglect the sign and make a group of people want to slap him.

Hearing Mr. Chi's question, Yang Zhen looked at the pill bottle on the table and said seriously, "I'm in the wholesale business, the wholesale business of pills!"

Mr. Chi laughed and said, "Is it made from your pressure cooker?"

"Yes, fellow, do you want to buy two bottles and take them back to study them?"

The corners of the mouths of the people around twitched when they heard this.

But Mr. Chi laughed and said, "No need for the pills. Can you sell me your pressure cooker?"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked. Those who knew that Yang Zhen used a pressure cooker to refine the Yuanhua Pill suddenly widened their eyes in shock.

Even Old Chi was interested in the pressure cooker. Could it be that the rumor was true, and Yang Zhen used the pressure cooker to refine a pot of Seven Dragon Patterned Yuanhua Pills?

It seems that this pressure cooker is very special. Many people's faces changed, and they obviously became interested in the pressure cooker.

At this time, Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "No, I will not sell the pressure cooker. It is my treasure. I want to be the Pirate King. But you don't have to be disappointed. When I leave the East China Sea in the future, I will hide my treasure somewhere in the sea and start the Great Pirate Era. If you want, you can go and look for my treasure."

Everyone was stunned, not understanding what Yang Zhen meant, but Cheap Cat's eyes were shining, and he looked like he was going to prepare some treasure to bury together with Yang Zhen.

Suddenly, someone said, "Yang Zhen, is this pill really 3,600 yuan per pill? Give me ten!"

"I want twenty Zhentian Pills too!"

"Hey, don't push me, I...I want fifteen Daquan pills!"

…

A group of people were pushing and shoving, fearing that they would not be able to buy the elixir. It was so cheap and it was made by Yang Zhen. What if it was a superior elixir?

Yang Zhen and Chi Lao were both startled. Seeing the crowd rushing up, Yang Zhen took a deep breath and shouted, "Queue up, everyone, line up!"

(End of this chapter)