It turned out that Ah Bo's uncle was the eldest brother in the Jiulong stockade village. He specialized in the wholesale business of A-grade clothing and had a large amount of A-grade resources in his hands.
After all, the Walled City did not have to pay taxes, and the labor was extremely cheap. Even the electricity was stolen, so the manufacturing cost was so low that it made one's hair stand on end.
According to Ah Bo, with his connections, as long as he paid a deposit of 20,000 to 30,000 Hong Kong dollars, he would be able to get the goods.
It was not difficult to find a place to set up a stall and earn money.
However, when they heard that they were going to set up a stall on the street, Hongxing's underlings all revealed looks of disdain.
After all, they were the 49-year-olds of Hongxing. They were famous in the club. It was too demeaning for them to set up a stall and sell cheap goods!
How would he face others in the future? Could it be that he claimed to be the street vendor king of the Walled City when he was killing people?
Don't haggle, or I'll chop you!
If you're a brother, help me cut it down?
999 for one cut. Fakes don't have friends?
However, Jiang Feng understood immediately.
This feast was not in vain. Just the resources provided by Brother Bo were enough to make the ticket price worth it.
The technical content of setting up a street stall was too low. It was hard to earn much.
However, as long as they could use this line to expand their business and build a connection with the Walled City, they could get anything.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, they only saw the matter of selling A-grade goods.
But in Jiang Feng's eyes, he saw a huge business opportunity.
It was really worth it to have a relationship with the Walled City of Nine Dragons over a meal.
After the meal, Bighead and the others became closer to Jiang Feng.
No one would mind getting to know more capable and generous friends like Jiang Feng.
After eating and drinking to their heart's content, when the drinking session ended, Little Stutterer grabbed Jiang Feng's arm and insisted on following him home, making everyone laugh non-stop.
"Stop fooling around! Brother Feng was not a casual person!”
"If you want to be his girlfriend, you can at least circle around Ciyun Mountain.”
"That's right! Wash up and go to sleep. There's everything in your dreams.”
Little Stutterer was so angry that his face turned red. He wanted to curse these bastards to death.
In the end, it was Jiang Feng who whispered into her ear,
"Go back and remove all your messy makeup before coming to me. I like pure women.”
When Little Stutterer heard this, his face turned even redder and he said softly,""I'm actually very pure.
She put on such thick makeup to protect herself. You know how to travel the martial world!"
After that, Little Stutterer lightly punched Jiang Feng twice and ran away happily.
After sending everyone off, Jiang Feng went to Ciyun Mountain Stadium alone.
The evening breeze blew gently, and the night was as cold as water.
Standing in the middle of the court, Jiang Feng closed his eyes and stood there quietly.
At this moment, the body of the Iron Blood Race was hidden at a depth of about four meters below his feet.
Jiang Feng's consciousness was tightly connected to the insect's body. He could even sense both bodies at the same time.
This was an exceptionally wonderful feeling!
The Predator's body was hibernating, but Jiang Feng could feel that it was accumulating power.
Once the transformation was complete, it would enter a new life stage.
However, the Iron Blood Worms would only get bigger and bigger, which was something that gave Jiang Feng a headache.
This clone could not be exposed no matter what. If its body continued to grow, it might be discovered even if it was hidden underground.
He couldn't possibly raise her as a pet, right?
It was fine to raise lions and tigers, but such a large Iron Blood Race...
Once they showed up, they would cause a great panic and then be attacked by others.
He had to earn money as soon as possible, earn a lot of money, and then have his own territory. Perhaps he could hide the existence of this Iron Blood Race clone.
Jiang Feng decided that if he really couldn't do it, he would get some money and buy the stadium first.
He would turn this place into his own territory and hide it for as long as he could!
He touched the remaining 16,000 dollars in his pocket and smiled bitterly. He had to hurry up.
At this moment, the Predator clone hiding underground seemed to have sensed the host's emotional fluctuations.
A slight buzzing sound came from the mouthpart as a response.
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