Nothing else happened that night.
When Zhou Ping opened his eyes again, it was already morning.
Zhou Ping got out of bed and stretched. He went to the bathroom to wash up and walked out of the room.
He planned to find a shop to sell the gray stone armor he had obtained yesterday and earn some money.
When he went out, Li Qinghe had not returned yet. Zhou Ping thought that she must have worked overtime.
There had been a few times in the past when he had not met Li Qinghe in the morning.
Zhou Ping didn't care.
In the morning, the people in the slums were in a hurry. Many people in tattered clothes were already picking up trash by the roadside early in the morning.
Zhou Ping came to a roadside stall that sold breakfast. He looked at the skinny and dark boss and smiled.
"Boss, give me two stuffed buns with meat filling and a packet of sweet soybean milk.”
"Alright, wait a moment."
The boss had a humble smile on his face as he bowed and spoke.
"No rush," Zhou Ping smiled.
While Zhou Ping was waiting, two hooligans with flowery hair and leather armor walked over.
"Boss, five youtiao! Hurry up!"
"Alright, alright!"
The boss nodded and bowed.
Zhou Ping glanced at the two hooligans.
If it was in the past, Zhou Ping would have avoided such hooligans if he could.
After all, Li Qinghe had said that these hooligans had gangs behind them.
No one knew what those gangs were doing behind the scenes.
It could be drug trafficking or organ trafficking. Many of the homeless people who disappeared from the slums were the work of those gangs.
Zhou Ping couldn't afford to offend him, so he naturally had to hide.
Now, Zhou Ping did not care much.
He was a genetic warrior after all, and he had even engraved an elite gene. He would not have to go around a hooligan.
At this moment, one of the hooligans with red hair suddenly said,
"What happened yesterday was really f * cking strange!”
Another green-haired hooligan said,
"Yeah, I heard from Little Man that he saw Dagger being possessed by an evil spirit and then suddenly died.”
Hearing their conversation, Zhou Ping suddenly paused, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Evil spirits?
Sudden death?
Zhou Ping suddenly remembered the trauma from last night.
Could it be that someone else had touched that damn thing?
He listened quietly.
"Damn it, Dagger sold his daughter a few days ago. Could it be retribution?”
"What's there to get retribution for such a small matter?”
"That's true. Could it be that he really provoked something evil?”
"I don't know. Boss and the others have personally investigated it. It should be fine. Boss and the others are powerful genetic warriors.”
" I hope Boss can get the results soon. It's really scary…"
While the two of them were talking, the boss had already packed the buns and soy milk and handed them to Zhou Ping.
"Little brother, here are your buns and soy milk.”
Zhou Ping smiled and took it." Thank you, boss. How much is it?"”
"Wait!"
The green-haired hooligan suddenly shouted. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Ping and the boss.
"Boss, can't you see that we're still waiting? How dare you give it to someone else first? Don't you have eyes? Looks like you don't put our Black Rat Gang in your eyes?”
"Ah…this…"
When the boss heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He stammered and a flattering smile appeared on his face.
"Brothers…"
Bang!
"Did you call me little brother? Call me big brother!"
The red-haired hooligan slapped the stall. The stall shook, and many of the condiments on it were knocked over and flowed onto the table.
The corner of the boss's mouth twitched, but he still had a flattering smile on his face."Big…Big brothers…It's my fault. Your breakfast is on the house. I'll make it for you now!”
Hearing the boss's words, the two hooligans snorted and nodded in satisfaction.
"At least you know what's good for you."
Then, the green-haired hooligan looked at Zhou Ping with a smile on his face.
"He looks very young. Kid, have you grown your fur? She looks pretty good. Which club is she from? I'll take care of you next time."
As he spoke, he reached out and patted Zhou Ping's face.
Zhou Ping was expressionless as he grabbed the green-haired hooligan's hand.
The hooligan was stunned, and a hint of hostility appeared on his face.
"You have guts!"
He tried hard to pull his hand out, but he realized that no matter how hard he tried, Zhou Ping's hand was like an iron clamp, firmly gripping his hand.
The green-haired hooligan continued to exert force until his face turned red.
When the red-haired hooligan saw the green-haired hooligan's expression, he could not stand it anymore.
"Green Hair, what's wrong with you? What are you playing?"
"I…Kid, let go of me, or I'll kill you later!”
The green-haired hooligan had no words to say. He looked at Zhou Ping with a fierce expression and shouted angrily.
"Hmm?"
Zhou Ping raised his eyebrows and smiled.
His right hand tightened slightly.
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