Chapter 94 Pretending to Be Confused While Pretending to Understand

Feng Jun's energy was very weak, and there seemed to be no fluctuations in the air, let alone the sound of wind.

But he saw with his own eyes that a small depression suddenly appeared on the water surface three feet away.

It was as if a naughty child had thrown a pebble in, breaking the calmness of the water and causing ripples.

It's the kind of ripples that are concentric circles.

"Expose your energy," Feng Jun muttered softly, but couldn't help but feel a slight movement in his heart.

According to Lang Zhen, this is one of the characteristics that distinguishes martial artists from warriors.

The reason why it is said to be one of the characteristics, rather than a criterion, is because not all martial arts masters will release their qi energy - because everyone practices different techniques, many martial artists only begin to gradually master their qi energy after they advance to the rank of martial arts master. Tips for showing off your energy.

In short: not all martial arts masters can express their energy, but those who can express their energy are definitely martial arts masters.

It was only at this moment that Feng Jun finally believed that he had been promoted to a martial artist.

The power of his energy was very weak, but it was not a big problem.

In the cultivation of the mobile phone plane, the most important and first thing to solve is the problem of whether or not you have it. After confirming that you have it, the next step to consider is how to become stronger.

In fact, even in that plane, it is very difficult to make the energy strong when it is released. Not only does the cultivation level need to reach a certain level, but also the necessary formulas and techniques are required.

Even high-level martial arts masters cannot kill enemies by releasing their energy.

For them, more often than not, releasing energy is just a fighting method used to disturb the enemy, and its lethality is really average.

Of course, if you want to say that a high-level martial artist faced off against an ordinary person, it would definitely be a crushing blow, but in that case... is it necessary to use all your energy?

After confirming that he had been promoted to martial arts master, Feng Jun did not feel too happy. Instead, he had a very strange feeling - how could the two feelings of becoming a martial arts master in the real world be so... so incompatible? ?

A serious martial artist in the mobile phone plane. In the deserted wilderness, he can at least kill people more unscrupulously.

Can real society do this? cannot! No matter how good Tyson was in fighting, wouldn't he be at the mercy of his manager Don King?

In the era of hot weapons, in the low martial arts plane, a small martial artist is not worthy of much pride. At least... he has to become an innate master, right?

But no matter what, Feng Jun was quite satisfied with being able to become a martial artist. He stood up, picked up the backpack next to him, and walked out of the park to fill his belly.

This meal cost a lot of money. He devoured a hundred mutton skewers and spent two hundred yuan.

He is not interested in other vegetables and the like. He has no appetite at all for the potato chips and tofu skins that he used to love. He just wants to eat meat, and he doesn't want to eat chicken wings with bones.

After eating, under the surprised eyes of the boss, he paid and left. What was thinking in his mind was: Speaking of cultivation, you really need a lot of meat, and other foods are indeed not as caloric.

Seeing that it was almost two o'clock, he returned to the Penglai Hotel, skillfully took out a length of wire with a plug, connected one end to the power plug, and the other end to his wrist, and then fell asleep.

The next day, he did not go out, but continued to practice the fourth form of Tai Chi Breathing.

The fourth form was much more difficult than the third form. Feng Jun only practiced two pictures, and one day passed. He decided to go to the park to practice again tomorrow... It felt like practicing indoors would be slower.

But early the next morning, Hang Lung Jewelry Store called Feng Jun, saying that they had prepared cash and asked him when he would go to trade.

This time, Feng Jun delayed for a while and said that you are waiting for my call. Then he called the owner of the modified car in the auto repair city and asked him if his all-terrain vehicle had arrived.

The boss said that the car had not arrived, so Feng Jun took advantage of the situation and offered to borrow the other party's minivan.

The minivan he was talking about was not an ordinary thing, it was also modified, and it could still reach speeds of eighty per hour with a load of one ton.

The boss was not reluctant. The micro-face was not valuable in the first place. He used second-hand goods to modify it, so it was even less valuable. Anyway, it was for his own use and he was not going to sell it. He couldn't even convert the craftsmanship fee into it. .

After Feng Jun picked up the car, he directly called the people at Hang Lung Jewelry Store and made an appointment to meet at Zhengyang Commercial Bank, which was also the only bank where he had a gold card.

The people at Hang Lung didn’t object. What should I be afraid of when doing bank transactions?

The Weimai driven by Feng Jun arrived first, and about ten minutes later, two Passats and an Audi also stopped.

These three cars belong to Hang Lung. In fact, there is a connection between Mr. Liang and Zhengyang Commercial Bank. Their cars parked directly at the gate, and then two security guards and three or four staff members quickly ran out of the bank.

In full view of everyone, the trunks of the three cars were opened, and eight exquisite suitcases were quickly transported into the commercial bank.

Feng Jun walked out from the crowd of onlookers and walked towards the door of the trading house.

"Sir, please stay." A female bank employee stopped him and spoke in a robotic tone, "You need to wait a moment."

Feng Jun didn't bother to care about her attitude. He took out the gold card and said, "I am a gold card user."

"I'm very sorry," the female staff finally said in a polite tone. Ordinary depositors will be stopped if they are stopped. Gold card VIP customers cannot be offended casually - although ordinary gold card customers can't be offended if they have tens of millions in cash. In front of me, it’s nothing.

She could only say respectfully, "We have a big project currently being handed over...it will be over soon."

Just then, a shout came from a distance, "Let him come over!"

The person shouting was none other than a driver from Hang Lung. He was also a strong young man. He should be responsible for security. He knew Feng Jun.

When the female staff heard this, she immediately took two steps back and got out of the way. She thought to herself that this was one of the real owners?

Then, she waved her hand sideways, forcing out a panicked yet sweet smile, "Please come in."

The transaction between Feng Jun and Hang Lung Jewelry Store was conducted in the VI VIP room of the bank. At the beginning, six employees of the bank came forward to help count the banknotes. Soon, about ten more people joined in, and twenty checks were carried out. The banknote machines were lined up in a row.

They counted for three hours before counting out 38 million in cash.

On the other side, both parties to the transaction had completed the procedures. Feng Jun waved his hand and said calmly, "Twenty million yuan is deposited on the card. Pack the rest for me. I want to take it away."

Many bank employees heard that only 20 million of the 38 million could be left. They were stunned at first, and then acquiesced - can they deny it? Twenty million is a huge amount of money, okay?

Liang Haiqing was sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee and chatting with the leaders of the commercial bank with a smile.

When he heard that Feng Jun was going to pack up 18 million, he smiled and said hello, "Boss Feng, it's already half past one, let's have something to eat together?"

Now that he is here and has seen Feng Jun's VIP card, of course he knows this person's name.

"No need," Feng Jun waved his hand and pointed at the bank staff, "Just treat them to a meal for me."

After saying that, he drove the minivan to the entrance of the bank, lifted the four suitcases into the car, and disappeared in a hurry.

Looking at the van driving down the curb, a Passat driver couldn't help but sigh, "Are the steel rims on this car very hard?"

The steel rims of micro-surface tires are generally relatively soft. There was 18 million in cash on the car, but it weighed 300 kilograms anyway. When I got off the curb, I slowed down somewhat, but this car drove straight down. , like an empty car.

The driver of the Audi car next to him spoke, "This is a rebuilt car, don't you see? I think I've seen it in the auto parts store."

Liang Haiqing listened to their conversation and was silent for a while, then turned to look at the leader of the business bank next to him, "Is this person... using a fake ID card?"

"How do I know this?" The leader of the commercial bank looked around and then replied softly, "Anyway, there is no problem with the comparison. He is here to deposit money, not to withdraw money. Why should I worry so much?"

Generally speaking, banks must have a corresponding understanding of cash flows of this scale to avoid unnecessary responsibilities, but now, city commercial banks are having a hard time.

Feng Jun drove his car on the road, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed a number, "Is this a yellow croaker seller? I have 1,800 yellow croakers. I want to buy yellow croaker. When can I have the goods ready?"

"Oh," there was a dull response from the other side, and then there was silence. After about ten seconds, a voice like a broken gong sounded, "Do you have any cash with you?"

In fact, both parties knew what was going on, but the middleman Hang Lung Jewelry did not come forward, so everyone could only pretend to be confused and pretend that they didn't understand each other.

After a brief conversation, the two parties agreed to trade at the agricultural machinery station near Hongqi North Street in Nancheng.

This place was originally part of Hongqi Commune, but is now an urban-rural fringe area. It is currently undergoing demolition and has been demolished into ruins. The agricultural machinery station has also been abandoned and there is no one at all.

Feng Jun agreed without hesitation, because he knew that there was no Sky Eye in that area.

To others, this might be an unsettling factor, but to him, it was really a pillow for his drowsiness.

Some people may think that UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Feng Jun was too reckless to go alone like this and was irresponsible for his own life.

However, Feng Jun didn't think so. The other party was a human being, and he was also a human being. There were still two opinions on who should be afraid of whom.

Facts have proved that what he thought was correct. There were three men and one woman on the other side of the phone. After hanging up the phone, a tall man frowned and said, "The other party agreed to go to the agricultural machinery station without stumbling. Don’t you have any bad intentions?”

"So what if there is a conspiracy?" A middle-aged man snorted coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. "At worst, we are risking our lives. We gold diggers are afraid of him?"

His words were fierce, but they could not hide the depressive atmosphere at the scene.

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