The Luckiest Dumb Doctor-Chapter 610 - Assassination_1

Chapter 610: Chapter 610 Assassination_1

“Convenient.”

Greg Jensen smiled, reached into his backpack, and while shielding the line of sight, he took out a bottle of Qi and Blood Pills from the storage bag and placed it in Hall Master Gong’s hand.

“Hall Master Gong, please take a look, how much should this elixir be priced at?”

Hall Master Gong took the Jade Bottle, poured out a Qi and Blood Pill, and examined it closely, puzzled, “This is…”

“Qi and Blood Pill, it enhances True Qi and can also be used to recover True Qi during critical moments.”

Hall Master Gong’s eyes immediately lit up, staring at the Qi and Blood Pill with a face full of greed, “This is good stuff indeed.”

He looked up, smiled at Greg Jensen, and asked, “Brother Barry, what do you plan to do with this elixir?”

Greg Jensen laughed, “I’ve just arrived and I’m not sure about the specific price myself, so I will leave it to Hall Master Gong to make an offer.”

“How about fifteen million for each pill?”

“Fifteen million?”

Hall Master Gong laughed, “What’s wrong? Too little? No worries, the price can still be discussed.”

“It’s not too little, let’s settle on that. I have a few more bottles of elixirs here, which should be enough to cover the account for the Pill Furnace.”

Greg Jensen placed a bottle of elixir on the table and said with a smile, “Hall Master Gong, please count them.”

“Haha, no need to count, I trust Brother Barry’s integrity.”

As Hall Master Gong spoke, he swiped his hand across the table, and the bottles of Qi and Blood Pills disappeared immediately, obviously taken into a storage-type Magic Artifact.

“Brother Barry, it’s been a pleasure working with you. If you ever need anything in the future, just let me know.”

Hall Master Gong laughed heartily, “Even if I have to climb a mountain of knives or descend into a sea of fire, I’ll make sure to find whatever you need.”

“Sure, I’ll surely come to trouble Hall Master Gong in the future.”

“Alright then, I’ll be heading over first. If you’re not in a hurry, Brother Barry, you can also come take a look, there might be something you need.”

“Of course.”

Greg Jensen nodded, instructed Old Six Huang to carry the suitcase, and the two followed behind Hall Master Gong towards the meeting room they had been in before.

Seeing that things were settled, Old Six Huang was also pleased, but when he turned his head, he noticed that Greg Jensen’s brow was firmly furrowed.

He couldn’t help but be puzzled and was about to ask when he saw Greg Jensen shake his head at him.

Although Old Six Huang didn’t know what had happened, he still nodded and then fell silent.

The two followed Hall Master Gong back to the meeting room, and the seated people all looked over, their gazes filled with urgency and greed.

Would an alchemist not carry elixirs that increase True Qi on them?

Hall Master Gong’s eyes shifted, and with a light smile, he took out a bottle of Qi and Blood Pills, saying:

“I just exchanged with Brother Barry for some elixirs that increase True Qi.

The starting bid for each pill is twenty million, if any of you are interested, you can start bidding now.”

At this announcement, everyone immediately wailed in dismay.

“Hall Master Gong, isn’t that too expensive?”

“Yeah, although the effects of the elixirs from Healington are somewhat inferior, they only cost seven million, but you’re selling them for three times the price.”

Hearing the others’ comments, Hall Master Gong didn’t respond but instead glanced at Greg Jensen, looking quite helpless.

His expression seemed to suggest that since Barry Wolfe had sold his elixirs for such a high price, he had no choice.

Indeed, seeing Hall Master Gong’s reaction, the gazes of others once again fell on Greg Jensen, their expressions quite hostile.

Greg Jensen frowned, looked at Hall Master Gong, and said, “Hall Master Gong, I have matters to attend to at home, so I won’t stay any longer, farewell.”

Having said that, he turned and walked away.

Old Six Huang, looking clueless, hurriedly followed behind.

Hall Master Gong didn’t stop them and watched the two leave Flora Valley.

The atmosphere in the meeting room suddenly became somewhat oppressive and gloomy.

A moment later, several buyers stood up and, after bidding farewell to Hall Master Gong, pursued in the direction where Greg and his companion had left.

Before long, the meeting room was completely empty.

At that point, a subordinate approached and asked in a low voice, “Hall Master, are we just letting them go like this?”

Hall Master Gong let out a cold laugh and said, “Don’t worry, they won’t get far carrying a wooden box.

Go, notify Healington that from now on, no outsiders are allowed in. Get ready, we’re leaving shortly.”

“Understood, Hall Master.”

Hall Master Gong looked in the direction of the valley entrance, squinting his eyes. An Alchemist was a rare species; if it weren’t for fear of ruining the reputation of the underworld, he would be eager to keep that Brother Barry right there and then.

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But no matter, he believed that by now those people had already caught up with Barry Wolfe. Later, he could step in under the guise of rescuing him and take Barry away without others having any grounds for objection.

A smile crept onto Hall Master Gong’s face as he turned and walked out.

…

Once outside, Old Six Huang couldn’t help but ask, “Senior Barry, what’s happened?”

Greg Jensen’s brow was furrowed tightly as he shook his head and said, “I don’t know, I have a feeling that Gong, that Hall Master, is setting us up.”

“Hall Master Gong? That seems unlikely, doesn’t it?”

Old Six Huang was somewhat incredulous as he said, “The reputation of the underworld has always been good.”

Greg glanced at him and replied, “It’s precisely because their reputation is good that we could leave so easily.

But whether or not we can make it back to Daming City, that’s not so certain.”

“You mean… Hall Master Gong and the others will come after us?”

Old Six Huang looked back uncertainly.

Greg chuckled lightly and said, “He naturally wouldn’t chase us himself first, otherwise wouldn’t all his actions in the meeting room be wasted?”

“Profit from the strife?” Old Six Huang’s face darkened.

Greg turned to look back at Flora Valley and said, “Deliberately selling the Elixir at such high prices and pushing all the blame on us, isn’t it precisely to make those people chase after us?”

“But… what should we do?”

All who came to Flora Valley were Loose Cultivators, and none of the Loose Cultivators who had survived till today were easy to provoke.

Thinking of the several people in the meeting room, Old Six Huang couldn’t help feeling alarmed.

“We’ll just have to deal with whatever comes our way; don’t worry about it.”

With a casual gesture, Greg collected the Pill Furnace in front of him into his storage bag, “Let’s go, see what tricks they can come up with.”

The two made their way toward the northeast direction, planning to return to Daming City while being cautious of any enemies that might catch up from behind.

They had barely left for three miles before three figures suddenly emerged from the woods ahead.

These three were none other than the fat man Harry Gregson, the skeletal Du Lao’er, and Peter Simmons who looked like a peasant elder, still holding a large tobacco pipe pot in his hand.

“Young Brother Barry, we meet again.”

Harry Gregson’s whole body quivered with fat as he smiled, resembling a big-bellied Maitreya Buddha, involuntarily instilling a sense of closeness in others.

If not for the three’s clear intentions, Greg might have actually been deceived by his appearance.

Old Six Huang frowned and asked, “What are you doing here?”

Du Lao’er chuckled dryly and said, “Hehe, don’t worry, we mean no harm. We just want to buy some Elixir from Brother Barry.”

Having dealt with them several times, Old Six Huang naturally didn’t believe their nonsense and immediately said in a stern voice:

“We’ve already sold all our Elixirs to Hall Master Gong. If you want to buy Elixirs, go find him.

Get out of the way now, or don’t blame us for being impolite!”