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Chapter 39

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"Here!"

Little Fatty Lin waved at the water cart. His voice was very loud, and it traveled very far in the night. He didn't have the slightest bit of guilt for stealing from his family.

"They're here to buy the water?"

Lin Buzheng frowned.

On the water cart, there were five lean men with cold expressions. They were all dressed in black and carried long sabers on their backs. Their faces were gloomy and their eyes were fierce. There was even a faint murderous aura around them that could not be dispersed.

No matter how one looked at them, they did not look like merchants. They looked more like bandits who committed robbery and arson.

Their cultivation had reached the peak of Stage Eight Body Path. If they worked together, they could even fight against a Qi Path expert.

"That's right!"

"These are the people who have been buying the spring water from us for the past few months."

"Actually, we've already guessed their identities. They must be bandits who kill and rob in the Tianhuang Forest. But as long as we can sell the spring water, we don't care."

Fatty Lin nodded, indicating that Lin Buzheng's guess was correct.

"That's strange!"

"In the past, only three people would come to buy the spring water. Why are all five here tonight?"

"Also, the way these people are dressed is different from usual."

"Whatever, as long as we can sell the spring water and earn some money!"

Little Fatty Lin waved at the waterwheel excitedly. His beady eyes narrowed into tiny slits. His money-grubber nature was completely exposed.

Rumble!

After several dozen breaths of time, the giant waterwheel slowly approached like a wild beast. It stopped at the edge of the spirit spring and five ghostly figures jumped down from the carriage one after another.

"Why are there only two of you?"

"Where are the others?"

A man with a scar on his face stood at the front. He seemed to be the leader of the group. His eyes narrowed as he glanced at Lin Buzheng, "And who is this person? Why haven't I seen him before? "

"Brother Mountain Tiger, don't worry. He's a new disciple sent by the family to guard the spring. He's also one of us!"

"As for the others, they've returned to the family!"

Fatty Lin walked forward with a familiar smile on his face. His three-layered chin quivered.

Lin Buzheng was speechless. His gaze swept across Fatty Lin's unscrupulous expression, and he really wanted to ask in return, who's on your side?

"I see!"

"That's much more convenient!"

The scar-faced man glanced at Lin Buzheng disdainfully. He had already noticed that Lin Buzheng's cultivation was only in the Seventh Stage Body Dao.

However, when he heard Fatty Lin's second sentence, an unconcealable joy appeared on his face, and his words seemed to be hinting at something.

In fact, it was not only the knife-scarred man, but the four men who came with him also revealed beast-like expressions of ecstasy.

Lin Buzheng's face was calm as he took in the five's expressions.

"This time, we will sell it for 100 Spirit Springs."

"But recently, the Spirit Spring has increased dramatically, and the quality of the spring water has also improved."

"That's why we can't sell it for 100 taels of silver, but 200 taels of silver!"

Although Fatty Lin looked stupid, he was actually very smart. Over the past few months, while working with these people, he had also collected the spring water and went to Yong Ning City to appraise and sell it. Thus, he was very familiar with the quality of the spring water.

"200 taels of silver?"

"How dare you ask for such a high price!"

When the scarred man heard this, his eyes widened and he gave Fatty Lin a hideous smile. Killing intent surged out from his body without the slightest concealment.

It was as if he would pull out a saber from his back and slice Fatty Lin into pieces at any moment!

"Brother Mountain Tiger, don't be angry!"

"Peace brings wealth!"

"What price are you willing to pay?"

Although Fatty Lin's cultivation was the same as the knife-scarred man's, he was lazy and fat like a ball. Even a blind man could tell that he was no match for the knife-scarred man.

"50 taels of silver, no more than that."

The scarred man's voice was cold.

"What? A hundred liters of spring water for only 50 taels of silver?"

"A few months ago, before the quality of the spring water improved, a hundred liters of spring water could be sold for 100 taels of silver. Why is the price lower now that the quality has improved? "

Little Fatty Lin cried out in surprise.

"Cut the crap!"

"That's all I'm willing to pay. You'll have to sell it even if you don't want to!"

The scarred man's expression was rude and unreasonable. He looked at Little Fatty Lin with an incomparably fierce gaze. As he spoke, he even reached out with his right hand and touched the long saber on his back.

It was obvious that this time, the scar-faced man wasn't just joking around. He was actually prepared to attack Fatty Lin!

Ding, ding, ding!

At the same time, the four companions of the knife-scarred man pulled out the long sabers on their backs and pointed their sharp blades at Fatty Lin and Lin Buzheng.

A huge battle was about to break out!

"Brother Mountain Tiger, don't be angry. Peace brings wealth!"

"Isn't it just a small amount of spring water? If Brother Mountain Tiger really wants it, I can give it to you for free! "

However, Fatty Lin was eloquent and eloquent.

With just a few words, he managed to convince the scarred man and his companions. Not only did he get them to put down their sabers, but he also raised the price of the spring water to 150 taels of silver.

"Brothers, let's get some water!"

The scarred man was dizzy from Fatty Lin's words. After negotiating the price, he signaled his companions to go get some water.

"Wait!"

"You haven't paid yet!"

"Pay before you get the water. Give me 150 taels of silver first before you can get the water."

But in the next moment, Little Fatty Lin jumped out again and stopped them.

After a few rounds of conversation, Fatty Lin realized that the scarred man and his companions were not very reliable. They were not sincere in buying the water. Hence, to be safe, he asked for money before the water.

"Hmph, you want money that badly?"

"Fine, come here. I'll give it to you now!"

The scarred man's eyes narrowed dangerously like a poisonous snake. He then put his right hand into his pocket, as if he was taking out some money.

"Hehe, Brother Mountain Tiger, I've been a little short on money lately. Sorry!"

Fatty Lin chuckled. His fat ball-like body trembled as he walked forward. His beady eyes narrowed into slits in happiness.

"Damn fatty, you've been nagging for so long. This old man is about to explode. Go to hell!"

At this moment, the scar-faced man's expression changed drastically. His right fist, the size of a sandbag, pulled out forcefully from his chest and punched viciously towards Fatty Lin's face!

"It's over!"

Fatty Lin's eyes widened. His hair stood on end and his smile froze on his face.

He did not expect the scarred man to attack him at that moment!

Rumble!

The scarred man's punch carried the force of a thousand catties.

Moreover, it was thrown when Fatty Lin was caught off guard. It was definitely enough to smash Fatty Lin's head into pieces!

Whoosh!

However, at this moment, a black shadow suddenly flew out from Fatty Lin's side, emitting a loud humming sound. Its speed was incomparably fast, arriving in the blink of an eye, hitting the knife-scarred man's right fist!

"Ah, my hand!"

The scarred man screamed in pain. Before his fist could land on Fatty Lin's head, he quickly withdrew it.

On the surface of his fist, the bone could be seen. Fresh blood flowed and the flesh was torn!

Thud!

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