Chapter 1241 Steamed Bun Stall

Looking at Qing Muzi's leaving figure, Liu Jun rolled his eyes, "It's still a big ice cube."

Chu Feng came over, "Your uncle still cares about you. He probably heard that you went on a killing spree and was worried that you would be blinded by the killing, so he hurried here to care about you."

Liu Jun curled his lips and put the ransom money into the Good and Evil Order in public.

This move caught the attention of the melon eaters who had not yet left. A trace of greed flashed in many people's eyes. If Liu Jun hadn't been so powerful, they might have gone straight to grab it.

Spiritual stones, space magic weapons, and other treasures, Liu Jun is simply a walking money tree. Whoever cuts it down will get rich.

When Chu Feng saw this scene, he smiled bitterly and shook his head. Liu Jun definitely leaked money on purpose, just to have fun.

If anyone really robbed him as a walking money tree, he would probably not have any pants left to be robbed.

Because the Great Luomen, the Kunlun Sect, and the Shaolin of the Western Regions admitted their defeat, the melon-eaters had nothing to see and left the place one after another.

The bustling streets became deserted again.

"Silly Zhu, go and pay for the furniture and get some food to eat." Liu Jun casually threw out a box of money.

Silly Zhu's eyes widened. You must know that money now is much more valuable than before. In the past, one dollar could only buy a popsicle, but now one dollar can buy a basket of steamed buns.

This box is worth five million. He, the new boss, is really generous with his money.

"Um, boss, you don't need so much." Although Silhu's eyes were shining and he was a little excited looking at the box of money, he was still somewhat rational and knew what was his and what was not his.

"Eat and drink well, and then buy some outfits for the brothers. For the rest, don't talk about it and go to work." Liu Jun waved his hands and said with an indifferent expression.

"Okay, thank you, boss." Silly Zhu looked touched and agreed quickly.

After Si Zhu led his men out, Chu Feng said, "What are your plans for the next step?"

The corners of Liu Jun's mouth raised and he smiled, "Aren't they going to hold some kind of monks' conference? I want to go and have fun."

Chu Feng blinked and laughed, "If you go, it will really give them a headache."

"Since you have decided to participate in the monks' conference, take a look at this information. This is the theme of this monks' conference. Some time ago, a super-large underground tunnel was discovered in the Kumtag Desert, more than 200 kilometers away from Wucheng.

The city, where the spiritual energy is extremely abundant, there may be some things worth studying in it, when the time comes, you can go and take a look." Chu Feng showed a genuine expression, took out a document from his backpack and handed it to Liu Jun.

"This matter hasn't been dealt with yet. Another one has come up. The mules of the production team must also have a rest." Liu Jun's face was full of reluctance.

"Mr. Wu said that all the valuable items you get in the dungeon can be recovered by Jiubu at one and two times the price. In other words, there is no bounty for this mission. It's up to you to earn more or less.

"Myself" Chu Feng's eyes were a little complicated.

This is a mission, but it is actually a different kind of reward for Liu Jun. According to Liu Jun's urine, if he goes to the dungeon, he will definitely come back with a full load, and the bounty will be high by then.

"Huh? That's okay." Liu Jun's eyes lit up. He basically used the treasures and the like he obtained before because he couldn't sell them, but this time they were recycled by Jiudu. This was a good opportunity to make money.

"By the way, who discovered this dungeon? Why didn't you take it all to yourself?" Liu Jun asked curiously.

"It was discovered by a casual cultivator. This underground city seems to be blocked by a barrier. Only this casual cultivator has a way to enter," Chu Feng explained.

Liu Jun suddenly became curious. The forces in Wucheng were not easy to get along with. If this casual cultivator really mastered the way in and out of the dungeon, would those forces not attack him?

While Liu Jun was puzzled, the major forces in Wucheng were also busy preparing for the monks conference.

Whether it is the Kunlun Sect, Da Luo Sect, or other sects, they all regard this monks' conference as an opportunity to rise up and overwhelm other forces.

Therefore, this monks' conference will definitely cause a bloody storm and cause countless killings.

As for Liu Jun, as a ruthless character who started killing people before the monks' conference even started, he attracted everyone's attention. Even if he went out for a walk, he was watched like a monkey.

"Hey, look, this is the money that the Daluomen, the Kunlun Sect, and the Western Region Shaolin dare not let go of two days ago."

"It's true or not, you're exaggerating. What you're talking about are the top forces in our Wucheng."

"Look, your horizons are too small. No matter how strong they are, will they be as strong as the people behind them? This person is from Maoshan."

"Oh, I've heard about this too. That day, Shaolin from the Western Regions formed a tripartite alliance and wanted to cause trouble for this guy. As a result, eighty-one swordsmen came from Maoshan. The formation scared them into losing money and leaving.

People."

"That's right, that miserable prisoner was frightened to death on the spot."

Liu Jun, who bought a few skewers of barbecue not far away, rolled his eyes, "Damn it, all the swordsmen in Maoshan are not enough to be eighty-one even if you add one. They are Maoshan, Daomen, not sword sects."

Although he felt uncomfortable being watched and pointed at, he had no other choice but to get rid of all these gossips.

After walking around outside, Liu Jun found a stall selling steamed buns. His favorite food was steamed buns.

When I smelled the fragrant steamed buns, I couldn't help it.

Just as he was about to step forward, a large group of people rushed over and started smashing up the bun stall without saying a word.

There is a mother and son who set up the stall. The mother looks to be in her thirties, with delicate facial features, but her skin is a little rough due to not taking care of her for a long time.

And the child, who was about twelve or thirteen years old, was held tightly in his mother's arms, turning his head to look at the group of gangsters smashing the stall, with a trace of hatred in his eyes.

"You guys, you set up a stall without paying. If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know who is the owner of this street." The leading gangster yelled and cursed while smashing, and the large piece of blue hair on his head was swaying.

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Liu Jun frowned as he looked at the big bun being trampled over by this group of people.

Regardless of whether it was before the recovery of spiritual energy or now, if you want to buy such big buns, it is almost impossible to buy them. Many places sell them, which are small steamed buns, or palm-sized buns. Big buns that are as long as the palm of your hand are almost impossible to buy.

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He had eaten this kind of steamed buns when he was a child, and in his mind, it was the most delicious food at that time.

Liu Jun stepped forward and patted a gangster on the shoulder.

The gangster turned his head, shirtless and shook the tattoos on his body, with an unhappy look on his face, "Who are you talking about? Can't you tell I'm a member of society?"

Liu Jun casually slapped the gangster on the face, with such force that he fell to the ground and knocked out several teeth.

"Brothers, fuck him." The leader of the blue-haired gangster saw that his men were beaten in his territory. Is that okay? He immediately called for others to come on.

In two seconds, just two seconds, people were lying on the ground in front of the steamed bun stall, and wailing sounds could be heard one after another.

Except for the gangster who was the leader, no one who had just participated in the stall was standing.

Seeing this scene, the cultivators around them shook their heads. These gangsters could encounter evil stars like Liu Jun no matter how hard they smashed the stalls. I don't know if they were lucky or too unlucky.

"You, where are you? Do you know that this is the territory of Daluomen? Are you looking for death?" Although the blue-haired gangster knew that Liu Jun was a practitioner, he still yelled in a stern tone, wanting to move out.

Luo Men scares Liu Jun.

"Da Luomen, I know them, I'm familiar with them. I'll give you time. Go and call them." Liu Jun looked around, picked up a bun with only a little dust on it, pinched off the dusty piece, and didn't care.

Start eating.

The blue-haired gangster had some doubts in his eyes. He was a little unsure whether Liu Jun was confident or pretending to be calm.

"Hurry up and call someone, we're in a hurry," Liu Jun urged with an impatient look on his face as he saw the blue-haired gangster motionless and not calling anyone.

The blue-haired gangster gritted his teeth and really fired a flare into the sky.

After a while, the crowd of onlookers dispersed, and a large group of Daluomen disciples came over.

"What's going on?" The leading elder of Daluomen walked straight towards the blue-haired gangster without even looking at Liu Jun.

"Elder, that man is causing trouble for our Daluomen," the blue-haired gangster quickly pointed at Liu Jun and said.

The elder of the Great Luomen turned around and took a look. His face suddenly changed and his legs became weak. Why did this meow come across this evil star?
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