In the wilderness where weeds were reborn, facing the nervous-looking employees, Zhang Jiao, as the boss, finally did not stick to his own opinions and pondered for a moment: "Since everyone is unwilling to move forward.

Then let’s find a town and process the goods and disperse them.”

As he said that, he found out the specially purchased electronic map and searched for a while, "There is a small town called Luanshi City 12 kilometers west.

It’s okay for everyone to stick to this short journey.”

The employees looked at each other and looked at each other. The oldest middle-aged man said in a muffled voice: "Boss, you are so happy to give money, and you are also very good. Everyone is willing to help with this.

Let’s go to Luanshi Town and then disband.”

However, after agreeing, he complained: "But no matter how good you are, you were originally going to Jiangchu to do business, but as you walked, you ran to a ghost place like Hujie.

We can't blame ourselves for not being willing to move forward.

This is a fatal thing, no, it is something that will never be reborn. It is even more terrible than cutting a person's neck..."

"Oh, Lao Sun, it's because of the danger that no one dares to come. We can only sell these goods at a high price." Zhang Jiao interrupted the black-faced man in a full set of acting and sighed, "Besides, this tiger's territory is indeed Jiang Chu's territory.

When I talked about Jiang Chu doing business, I didn’t lie to you.”

Speaking of this, seeing the employees choked and refuting, Zhang Jiao showed an understanding expression and changed the subject: "Forget it, forgot, I'm the boss, I can make more than 10 times the profit in this transaction.

But you can only get agreed upon and it is indeed not worth the risk.

After a while, when we arrived in Luanshi City, everyone's salary will be increased by 50%. No, double it, so you won't let you take this risk with me in vain.

The caravan dispersed, and I walked away alone to see if I could collect some bargains."

He said this and a cheer suddenly rang around. With twice the amount of money, Zhang Jiao instantly turned from a black-hearted boss who ignored others' lives and deaths. He turned back to the kind and righteous boss.

So the caravan turned smoothly?                                                                                                                           

The black-faced man took the initiative to approach Zhang Jiao and said embarrassedly: "Boss, are you a kind person? Don't mind what I said just now."

"Don't you Lao Sun blame me? I didn't think it was thoughtful," Zhang Jiao smiled bitterly and waved his hand and said, "The businessman values ​​profit? He is a desperate person, but he forgot about the safety of others? He is ashamed."

"There is nothing to be ashamed?" said the black-faced man: "The banknotes are gold and silver, and their eyes are red, and no one can pull them out when they see them.

But boss, what other bargains can you get in that supernatural catastrophe?      Worth that risk you take?"

"You don't understand this, right?" Zhang Jiao smiled and lowered his voice: "The area of ​​the tiger's junction is million square kilometers. As the three-regional area between Jiangchu, Shanjin, and Western Qin, I don't know how many exiles who have lived in seclusion for thousands of years are wanted criminals.

In addition to smuggling? The trade volume is no less than half of the Southeast Asian region, which looks extremely chaotic? In fact, countless wealth is deposited in it.

In addition, there are armed equipment from tens of millions of troops during the battle between Jiang Chu, Western Qin and Shan Jin. The Logistics Department all suddenly fell into a supernatural catastrophe.

I am from Nanyang, so I know how much the benefits are here.

In the South Ocean, it attracted many extraordinary people to take risks.

It is said to stop the spread of evil? In fact, there are only one or two percent of them who are really selfless heroes.

The rest are either practicing certain secret methods, wanting to seek breakthroughs with the help of supernatural oppression, or to find money.

This is the case for overseas island countries, not to mention that the population of the Great Zhou hinterland is 10 billion, and there are countless secret monks and warriors with powerful state powers.”

"So that's it." The black-faced man said in admiration: "There are business practices everywhere in this world.

I didn’t expect that you merchants could get rid of oil in the supernatural catastrophe. You should be rich.”

"This money is also earned by life." Zhang Jiao smiled and said, "If you are really envious, just join me and I will share 10% of your profit."

"It's better not to be there." The black-faced man said dryly when he heard this: "I am a poor man and can't stand such wealth."

The name of Luanshi City is actually built on a vast pebbled ground, a miniature city.

This place should have been a vast ocean billions of years ago. After the baptism of the ever-changing world, it has now become land.

Because the "pebbles" sound a bit unpleasant, it becomes a rock market.

It was not far away for more than 10 kilometers. In the evening, Zhang Jiao's caravan entered the Lushi City.

The geographical location here is extremely remote, the city is very small, but the business seems to be extremely developed.

The spiritual herbs, extraordinary beast eggs, and rare ore-carved Shennongjia specialties brought in the caravan were sold quickly and sold at an extremely high price.

The black-faced man truly saw Zhang Jiao’s “business scripture” and he no longer had doubts.

When the caravan disbanded, he really hesitated. Unfortunately, he still didn't have the courage to use mental pollution to make money, and reluctantly left the Lushi Market overnight.

At the same time, in a hotel called "Chunfengzhan" in Luanshi City, Zhang Jiao, who settled down, turned off the chandelier in the living room, pulled up the curtains, and jumped onto the bed in the dark.

Looking at the void, he used his "mind" to sense the changes in his fantasy realm, and cast the accumulated ones in the past two days to the absolute protagonist, Sun Wukong, in the legacy of Journey to the West.

In recent times, an average of 3 tears have been released every 6 days. Zhang Jiao unlocked a fantasy species to the legendary realm, and his legendary combat power has increased from the original 10 to more than 30.

With Nanyang as a way out, I consciously have the capital to stir up the situation slightly. I set foot on the land of the Eastern Continent for the second time. It can be said that the fundamental purpose is to continue the last time and to "cause trouble" for Wen Taoism.

And this Sun Wukong is another trick he chose.

"I have been in charge of the identity of the Legion for a long time," Zhang Jiao thought in vainly in the darkness: "I have had contact with senior figures in Shan Jin.

There was no way to cover up the situation, and it always showed a lot of fantasy to defend against the enemy. Although it deliberately guided others to misunderstand it as a Taoist soldier, it was still not safe.

This time, Sun Wukong, who was dedicated to Killing Guan Bai, was safe."

Then he came to his senses, but he felt that he was too boring. He bit his back teeth and murmured to himself: "Zhang Jiao, Zhang Jiao, you have been tied to an iron pillar since you were a child, and you have gradually gotten used to the constraints of the pillars.

After getting used to nature, do you have the power to pull down the iron pillar, but because you have no confidence, you continue to be bound by the pillar?

There are more than 30 fantasy species of legendary ranks, hundreds of high-level extraordinary people. Even if the high-level extraordinary people are completely cannon fodder in the top war, there are too many ants to kill the tiger.

Wen Taoism is not the real Taoist court, and he often sends powerful people and supreme powers of mythology. Even if he sees the flaws, what's wrong?
Chapter completed!