Chapter 4: Eyes Open at the Sight of Money

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  Zhao Zhiqiang's heart rate accelerated and his blood circulation improved due to excitement, and his mental state also became better.

  The copper coin in his heart, due to the enhancement of that strange spiritual control, instantly extracted and refined the silk spirit energy, which then circulated throughout his body. Except for a slightly paler complexion, he felt that his physical quality had finally returned, and was even stronger than when he was a soldier!

  Today's spiritual energy has finally been produced!

  Zhao Zhiqiang has been struggling with the lack of spiritual energy for days, but he can't move on his own. Every day, he is limited by the amount of blood and needs to control his extremely strong heart rate in order to produce spiritual energy, which is his only means of survival.

  Zhao Tiejun looked at Zhao Zhiqiang, who suddenly became excited, and with a very arrogant expression, he slightly curled his lip, making a humming sound with his nose, thinking to himself: Now you dare to compete with me? Honestly lower your head or else you'll have no way out...

  Zhao Zhiqiang coughed, "Old Fourth, since you still remember that matter from back then, fine, I don't mind adding another wager. But let's modify the stakes. If you win, you can slash my face with a knife. If you lose, instead of giving me ten times the money, just let me slap you three times in front of everyone, how about it?" Zhao Zhiqiang spoke calmly and handed the lunchbox in his arms to his younger brother.

  Although wearing an old military coat, Zhao Tiejun felt that this guy's momentum was undiminished from his heyday, and he couldn't help but be stunned!

  "Hmm, do you still remember the rules of Chang'an Village?" Zhao Tiejun thought he had already won, because in his opinion, who would come to this godforsaken place at one o'clock to buy such a broken thing? This kid must be so poor that he's gone crazy, coming to ask for a beating. He'd better fulfill his wish, listening to what he said, still pretending to be poor and proud... anyway, he wouldn't win!

  "I admit defeat!"

  "Alright, it's settled then!"

  "!" Zhao Zhiqiang looked at Zhao Tiejun, who was sucking on a cigar as thick as his thumb, with utmost contempt in his heart. This guy, not even comparable to those two women, how could he still be so stupid after three years...

  The boss of the car wash, Erga Zi from Guomu Gou Village, and several others waiting for a car wash recognized these two super-rich women and Zhao Tiejun. The villagers were also familiar with Zhao Zhiqiang, who was not a good person to get along with.

  Seeing this strange group of people making bets, it's a good thing to have witnesses, and even two people opened the odds on which side would win.

  "Come on, I'll be the witness..."

  "I'm also going!"

  "Hmm, President Chen's gamble has always been unquestionable, and Da Qiang is also a straightforward person, let's watch!"

  "Fourth brother is indeed a connoisseur, I've never heard him lose before!"

  "This bet is crazy! Are you out of your mind? Alright, I've watched you grow up, I'll bet on you to win, 50!"

  "Fifty is fifty, I bet that big sister will win!"

  In rural areas during winter, people have nothing to do and are bored, so they all like to gather together to have fun.

  Zhao Zhigang's face was covered with countless black lines.

  On the one hand, I'm worried about tutoring that silly girl, if she doesn't learn it's not a big deal, the main thing is that she's always coming on to me, although she looks pretty good, but now he has no other thoughts, all his mind is on his mother's illness and the worry of not having money for school, I don't know why that girl thinks about being with me, this matter, brother you must win!

  And now this gamble... Zhao Tiejun and his brother had a conflict in the second middle school, it was well known to everyone at that time. Since that turtle came, he knew that today's matter would not end well.

  Brother, you absolutely can't lose! Without Zhao Tiejun interfering, I'd even sacrifice my dignity, but you can't ruin your reputation! Zhao Zhigang is extremely worried about this gamble.

  Look at the time, it's almost 12 o'clock now. What he is worried about is no longer whether his mother will eat dinner late, but that his brother must not lose.

  Ten minutes have passed.

  The road was crowded with cars and people coming and going, but no one stopped to take a look.

  Half an hour passed, and it was BMW's turn to go in for a car wash. The woman with the surname Chen went to the supermarket next door to buy some melon seeds and sat down in the rest area, her mind already made up that Su Baozhen's limited edition handbag was hers.

  "I'm telling you, nephew, just admit defeat, anyway you guys won't lose anything, and Xiaojun will be helping out a classmate too, right? It's best if after the new year, you move in with Xiaoxiang at my place..."

  Zhao Zhiqiang's goosebumps rose upon hearing this.

  "Ah——Aunt Su, my business has arrived!"

  Zhao Zhiqiang had been staring outside, and suddenly saw a black off-road vehicle, which had just passed by the head earlier, now slowly backing up, retreating to the fork in the village entrance.

  At the sound of his voice, Su Fengrong, Zhao Tiejun and his followers, as well as Er Guaizi who was ready to watch the excitement, immediately came to life.

  "Hehe, maybe it's washing the car, buying things or eating!"

  Chen Lijin sneered, "That thing is not even worth buying in the entire Bin City area, Su Baozi, you'd better get your LV bag ready for me, haha!"

  Zhao Zhiqiang glanced at the military watch on his wrist that had been worn out of shape and saw that it was exactly 12 o'clock.

  Zhao Zhigang had gone out to welcome them. If it weren't so cold, he wouldn't have wanted to stay with that woman called Su at all.

  The right rear door of the black car opened.

  A leg in black stockings and a pair of white high-heeled boots stepped out of the car door, followed by a slender figure wrapped in a snow-white woolen coat with a white fox fur collar that looked particularly eye-catching. A young and beautiful woman emerged from the car, her bright eyes sparkling, and her mouth slightly pursed as if she had caught a chill due to the large temperature difference between inside and outside the car.

  She coiled her long hair behind her head and walked elegantly a few steps before stopping in front of the old bicycle.

  "Damn, that's a beauty!" Zhao Tiejun whistled loudly. What he was looking at wasn't a beautiful woman, but a car - seemingly a Maybach!

  The little brother under his hand immediately made a fuss, but it was a beautiful young woman getting off the bus.

  "What a beautiful woman!"

  The beauty seemed to have gotten used to being stared at, smiled and said, "Boss, can you take down this piece of driftwood and put it in the car for my grandfather to see?" She looked at the wood twice before speaking.

  Zhao Zhiqiang walked over to his brother's side, smiled and patted his brother, "Xiao Gang, untie the wood."

  But in his heart, he was also slightly surprised. Such a beautiful girl, among the girls he had seen, was also considered to be quite good.

  Two middle-aged women, Su and Chen, followed a few steps behind him, took a glance, and thought to themselves: this young girl's appearance, figure, and temperament are all top-notch, even the car she's driving is better than theirs. It seemed like some kind of RV...

  Two middle-aged women with shame and guilt did not dare to lean forward too much.

  Zhao Zhigang took off his things and respectfully handed them over to the old man in the back seat of the black car.

  The old man in a Sun Yat-sen suit looked at it for several minutes before smiling contentedly and nodding his head.

  The beauty was puzzled why there was no one here to see things just now, but as soon as the buyer came out, more than a dozen people suddenly appeared, and she couldn't help but glance at them, thinking that there were so many people selling things.

  Her eyes fixed on Zhao Zhiqiang's face in his military greatcoat, she felt that he was the real master of the house.

  "How much does this sea willow cost?"

  Zhao Zhiqiang's eyes were fixed on the old man in the car!

  How much?

  He doesn't know.

  But it's clear that this old man should know.

  Concentrate your spirit, extract the last wisp of spiritual energy from the copper coin in your heart and transport it to the old man's body inside the car.

  Money talks!

  A faint golden glow appeared before his eyes or in his mind:

  Worth millions, sea willow for ten thousand years, valued at fifty thousand.

  Zhao Zhiqiang's mood was tense, and he looked at this result with surprise and delight, his eyes shining brightly!