Chen Ji only thought for half a second, then shook his head and said, "Not good."

No second he comes here can be wasted, he doesn't want to lose his big picture because of a small amount.

He kindly reminded in fluent English: "if    you    xu    yao      yi     ,ke     yi      xuan       chang    wai     qiu     help."

Karina was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came over.

It’s not impossible to make phone calls in this place.

"Write." She said hurriedly.

etc.

This guy speaks very well in English.

When she realized that the other party was perfunctory, Chen Ji had already entered the pharmacy.

What puzzled him was that there was only one person standing in the pharmacy.

He thought it was a big deal here.

After looking closely, he noticed the volunteer sign on the man.

"Hello, which one do you want to buy?" asked the ordinary-looking volunteer with a smile.

Chen Ji pinched his cell phone, swallowed gently, and said, "I want to buy twenty Pusiqu snake gallbladders."

"Okay, please scan the code to pay," said the volunteer.

Chen Ji bought it as he said.

After paying, he noticed that the fluorescence on some of the porcelain bottles placed on the wooden rack disappeared.

He reached out and easily grabbed the porcelain bottle in his hand.

After he took it away, a new porcelain bottle appeared at the original location, flashing with a faint fluorescence.

"This is twenty years of skill!" Chen Ji was excited to hold the porcelain bottles in his arms.

"Please beside you if you take it." The volunteer said with a smile, "It may not taste good. It is recommended that you prepare water in advance and never vomit it out."

Chen Ji thanked him and followed the direction guided by the other party.

It was a large-scale practice room with dozens of futons.

When Chen Ji looked at it, there were people sitting on half of the cushions.

There were many empty bottles in front of those people, and many of them had purple-red faces, either tilting their heads or running tears.

Chen Ji found an empty cushion and sat on it and opened the porcelain bottle.

A pungent smell hits my face.

He took a deep breath and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

In order to prepare for today, he bought a pig's bitter gallbladder after he won the prize, and licked it when he had nothing to do, so it was not that difficult to accept.

Close your eyes, open your mouth, and raise your head.

He ate the first Bosqu snake gallbladder.

Heat flow is generated from the abdomen.

He used his skills cross-legged and quickly digested this internal force.

“It’s not that unacceptable.”

He ate another one.

Not long after, he ate all the Pusqu snake galls.

After drinking half a bottle of soda, he got up and stretched.

Now he has twenty years of internal strength, making him feel that he can jump to three or five floors with just one leap.

Under the gaze of others, he quickly walked out of the Sutra Pavilion.

"If you have the chance to come in and get a more powerful martial art in the future," he thought to himself.

Walk all the way to the fitness square.

He found that many people were gathering in the distance.

"Brother, what's going on over there?" He grabbed a young man who was rushing over there.

A young man has a mole on the corner of his mouth, and he has a very ugly nose.

"Someone started fighting with Hong Qigong." The ugly young man said excitedly.

"With Hong Qigong?" Chen Ji frowned, "Is it Zhou Botong or Guo Jing?"

"No, Earthlings." said the ugly young man, "that man claimed to have two hundred years of skill."

Two hundred years of skill!

Chen Ji said intimately, "Fuyouhu" and ran over with his legs.

In the blink of an eye, he surpassed the ugly young man who was asked for directions.

"Fuck, I'm another rich man from the Sutra Pavilion!" said the ugly young man.

"Brother, wait for me." He shouted.

After getting closer, Chen Ji saw the scene in the scene.

An old man wearing a patched dress with gray hair was holding a bamboo stick in his hand and was discussing with a dark-faced young man.

The young man's internal strength was surging, and when he felt it carefully, he was as dazzling as the rising sun.

He rushed around, as if he was rushing into a tank in the infantry battalion.

The old beggar was light in shape, and the bamboo stick in his hand hit the young man from time to time, making a muffled "bang" sound.

Even so, the young man did not show any fatigue or pain. Instead, the beggar seemed to be exhausted and his dodge movements could be seen slowing down.

Chen Ji clenched his fists tightly, his blood boiling.

He wished that the man who was struggling was himself.

After a while.

"I won't beat you anymore!" The old beggar suddenly stopped and said with a look of regret, "I can't compare with you guys!"

"You are polite to Gang Hong," said the black-faced young man, seriously, "We envy your identity as the real one!"

Mr. Hong Qi waved his hand: "It's really useless when people are old."

"You are not useful, we are obviously cheating," said the black-faced young man with a smile.

"Check it out?" Hong Qigong was puzzled.

"What we say here," said the young man, "this way, if you don't mind, I'll prepare a gift for you."

“Not expensive,” he added, “just help you get to know us better.”

Hong Qigong was thinking.

"My internal force is all derived from external force," said the young man, "Actually, I have also learned your "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing". There are many questions that I have not yet understood. Can you please solve them?"

Hong Qigong knocked on the bamboo stick in his hand and nodded, "This is simple, just mention any doubts."

He then smiled: "You have deep internal strength, but you lack attacking moves and lack experience. Otherwise, I would have lost the old beggar."

"Please trouble the leader of Gang Hong." The young man said respectfully.

After watching for a while, the others felt that there was no chance to interrupt, and then slowly dispersed.

Chen Jize beat his feet and stamped his chest a little.

He had previously studied Transformers' preferences and was eager to please them, but he forgot about these people.

Although everyone on the Internet said that showing kindness to Xiaolongnu is very likely to be a suicide, she is not the only martial arts master in the Fantasy Park.

"Looking at that guy's appearance, he deliberately approached Hong Qigong, and it seemed not just to ask the other party to help guide martial arts." Chen Ji thought to himself.

This guy must have another purpose.

He felt that he was ignoring something.

After he was puzzled, he had to look for Xiaolongnu and Grandma Sun, and practice swords with them.

Twenty years of skill should make a martial arts school famous locally, but if you can teach "Quanzhen Sword Technique" by the way, your influence should be greater.

The ugly young man with a nose facing the sky followed him, curiously asking why he ran so fast.

...

Chen Ji is just one of the various tourists in the park.

In addition to him, many others are using their cleverness to gain benefits.

Just like the black-faced young man who communicated with Hong Qigong.

Qiao Mian had already learned about the other party’s thoughts.

That guy is from the military.

He did this simply to make Hong Qigong his partner.

With the exchange rate differences between game coins in the park and the Rabbit Country currency, we can achieve win-win results.

This is within the rules of the park.

Qiao Mian will naturally not stop it.

Besides, he had two other people to stare at, but he was not in the mood to care about these people.
Chapter completed!