MTL - Control The World-Chapter 23 Great Stall at Qinglong Bay

The sky is hazy. As a famous fish market in Jiangning Province, there are already people on the pier of Qinglong Bay.

The fisherman carried the big fish framed to the shore, and the fishmonger carried a dirty money bag in his hand, dangling from time to time, fiddled with the catfish on this person's fish stand, and ran to the person Pick up a grass carp.

"Fish head, I want these fishes, help me weigh them." The fishmonger dangling the money bag, looked critically at the big fish full of fat, and said with a critical voice: "唉This fish is too big and it ’s getting harder to sell. "

"Okay." Yutou is the person in charge of a fishing boat, the one who collects the money. He sipped his helper and dragged all the fish to his own scale.

"Three hundred pounds, I'll take you four half-spirit stones." Yutou sipped.

"Three." The fishmonger shook his head and said. Although he was the first time to sell fish at Qinglong Bay Fish Market, he saw these fish in Qinglong Bay Fish Market suddenly lighted up. This way he could buy them in Jiangning Prefecture, and he could definitely turn them around several times. However, the nature of traffickers will still drive down prices.

"Boss, this is really not expensive. We sailors also have to eat and feed our families." Yuto said, shaking his head.

"Let's go, three half-spirit stones," said the fishmonger, pretending to be difficult.

Yutou was also embarrassed and said, "I don't hide your remarks, the price of this fish market has been set by our big stalls, and the price is absolutely conscience. If you are half your price, we double refund.

"What kind of stall is so horizontal that it is impossible for Laozi to give birth." The fishmonger snorted, and he waved his hand and said, "Be cheaper, cheaper. I will come again tomorrow."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the look of several killing eyes around him.

"If you don't buy it, don't buy it, just stay cool." The fish head immediately changed his face, and quickly waved his hand to stop selling his fish.

"Why are you doing this, Lao Tzu has money and can't buy anything?" The fishmonger was ruthless, after all, walking south and north to select goods, who could not have two brushes. He shook the spirit stone in his hand and said angrily.

"If you buy half a fish at the fish market in Qinglong Bay today, Lao Tzu smashed the fishing boat!" Yuto's temper also came up, yelling.

"I'll show you why the flowers are so red." The fishmonger's face changed and he snarled, "I'll wait for Lao Tzu."

He strode a few steps ahead and shouted, "My Zhao Yuer doubled the price of the fish, and I asked you to give me your head."

Double the price, many fish heads are moved.

However, there were fish heads or sailors muttering in their ears, and everyone lowered their heads and ignored the man, instead showing a disgust.

Someone mumbled, "What the hell, dare to say bad things about us, and want to eat fish. Dream!"

Zhao Yu'er turned around, and no one answered him, and turned back to the original fish head, sternly: "What do you do, play Lao Tzu, let you look good today!"

He rolled up his sleeves, and a faint white light appeared from his fists. Unexpectedly, there is also the strength of Qitianjing Triple Sky.

"Well, just because your kid dare to make trouble at our Qinglongwan pier? Don't ask who our big boss is!"

The fish head gave a loud scream, and all the fish heads around him immediately came around, looking at Zhao Yuer fiercely.

"You ... what are you doing?" Zhao Yu'er was so vacant that he didn't expect the fish heads in Qinglong Bay to be so united, and they didn't earn money.

What kind of person is Datou?

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted in front of the dock: "Come here, where is the stall?"

"Big head?"

"Hu San, what melon peel are you pulling, why is the big stall here?" Although saying so, the crowd surrounded them.

There is a figure floating on the huge Qinglong Lake. I don't know how many days it has been soaked, and the clothes are worn out. There was only a purple leather jacket around his waist.

"It's really a big stall," someone shouted.

"Hurry up, send someone to sail and get the big gear up!" Someone shouted, and all the fishing boats on the shore were out.

"Today's Qinglong Bay Fish Market is closed, everyone please come back." A fish head shouted, then hurriedly rushed to the fishing boat.

A fishing boat rushed out like a sharp sword.

Many fishmongers on the shore looked at each other with open ears. Zhao Yuer hid in the crowd and looked over there, whispering to the people around him: What is the origin of this big stall in Qinglong Bay.

The people on the side said before and after.

The general meaning is that the order in Qinglong Bay was very chaotic before. The stalls here were either doing nothing, or colluding with the water pirates, damaging the fishermen's money.

And this big stall not only does not have the bad tempers of those big stalls before, but in a few days, the entire Qinglong Bay treatment site is well organized, and the atmosphere is immediately clear. The fishermen have made money, and naturally they are convinced by this big stall.

And there are still many mysterious legends about the origin of this stall.

Some people say that he is a child of a family in Jiangning Prefecture. He came to Qinglong Bay just to reflect his life and take the opportunity to make a breakthrough. Some people say that he is an apprentice to a certain hermit master, and Hongchen experienced it. Others say ...

Anyway, there are all sorts of messy claims. But this not only did not affect the reputation of this big-endian, but added a bit of mystery to him, making everyone more awe.

The first morning sun of Chen Xi fell, and the lake was painted with a layer of gold.

pain.

It hurts all over. It felt like the limbs were torn, and then they were put back together again. I feel a second rebirth.

Ning opened his eyes quietly without a wind, and fluttered along with the waves, secretly saying: the strength of the King of Black and Golden Eagle cannot be underestimated. I almost planted it.

He was still thinking about the scene of the previous fight, and when he slowly woke up, he realized: Hey, where is this? I seemed to be washed out of the undercurrent of freshwater lake.

"It's really a big stall." A cheering sound rang, and a sound of cheering sound came.

"Hurry up, a few of you launch the big gear up," someone shouted. Immediately afterwards I heard a few splashes of water coming into the water.

Qinglong Bay?

Ning Wufeng suddenly showed his face, and even felt lifted up. This group of sailors was very watery and soon carried him to the fishing boat.

"Be careful, don't run into them." Someone commanded, "Hu San, spread our dry fishing nets."

Immediately, a group of five big and three big guys hurriedly laid a simple bed for Ning Wufeng with fishing nets and let him lie down.

"Water, here it is." Someone ran over with a broken-edge porcelain bowl and fed Ning Wufeng Shui to drink.

Ning Wufeng opened his eyes quietly.

"The big stall woke up, great!" Someone shouted immediately, they carefully fed Ning Wufeng to drink water.

After all, it was a monk who attracted the enlightenment, and recovered much faster.

"Help me find a quiet cabin." He said immediately after he recovered a bit of strength.

"Hurry up and help the big head to the top." The crowd carefully lifted him over again.

The top cabin is only the size of a bed, and it is a place where the fish heads rest on weekdays. The fish head immediately packed the top compartment and let Ning Wufeng.

"Go out first, I'm fine." He waved and waved, and everyone backed down.

The fish heads retreated.

Ning leaned against the boat deck of the fish cabin, leaning against the bed, leaning on the bed, trying to pull out the black-body gun tip inserted in his waist.

After struggling to no avail, he stopped working hard.

The battle with the King of Black Gold Eyes this time was quite rewarding. Obtaining the gun head of unknown origin, watching the black gold-eye carved king look mad, obviously this gun tip is very important to him.

There is also a genuine tiered monster purple fox.

Ning Wufeng will use it to restore spiritual power at this time.

"Spiritual magic!" He put his hand on the purple fox fur around his waist, and suddenly a pounding force surged.

puff……

Ning Wufeng spit out against the blood, his face turned pale, and secretly said: This old demon has too much spiritual power, and his body cannot bear such a huge spiritual impact.

He immediately controlled the flow of spiritual power, flowing into the body like a stream. After all, the purple fox's ground-level monsters not only have a lot of spiritual power, but also a lot of purity. After refining and translating, he quickly began to repair the injuries in his body.

Repairing at this rate should take an hour. Ning Wufeng calculated, and then released his consciousness. This hour should be his weakest hour.

Uh ...

A harsh crow came, and three dilapidated fishing boats appeared against the rising sun. The crows were full of crows and murmured.

"No, it's floating butchery!" Someone yelled.

"Come on Yang Fan, get more horsepower!" Someone shouted from the bow. The surrounding fishing boats flew full horsepower towards the shore.

"Wow, those criminals in Qinglong Town, obediently stop the boat to accept the glorious baptism of Lord Floating Slaughter!" Someone on the crow's boat laughed, pointing at the fishing boats that darted wolves.

"Rush!"

The three seemingly shabby sailing ships shot up like bows and arrows off the string.

Uh ...

Someone on the crow's boat lifted its mast powerfully. Those crowing crows fluttered their wings and took all three fishing boats up, speeding up even faster.

After all, the fishing boats in Qinglong Bay are ordinary fishermen with low strength. Where are the opponents of these horrific lecherous gangsters.

A few moments later, a chasing battle of fishing boats ended with three crow boats of floating butchery forming a horn, enclosing dozens of fishing boats in Qinglong Bay.

A fish head immediately came out of the fishing boat, and said loudly, "Masters of the floating religion, I don't know why they came from a long distance. Why?"

Now that you've come, you can't be afraid.

With a gurgle, the talking fish's head fell round and blood splattered on the spot. The black light of a crow rushed into the sky from his body, and screamed loudly back to the crow ship.

There was a disembarkation from the first hand, and the fishing boat in Qinglong Bay suddenly made a noise.