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Chapter 71 The power of the lone wolf

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    Faced with Ding Lao Er¡¯s question, Xi San Ge did not answer directly, but his face sank, ¡°Lao Er, I¡¯m just a white person How can I ask questions when people get benefits from being caught?¡±

    He was favored by Ding Laoer, but he didn't even remember the person. The relationship between the two is evident.

    Of course, if it is Ding Laoer's own business, he can consider coming forward, but he has no interest in taking care of other people's affairs.

    Ding Laoer is also a sensible person. After he was stunned for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Third brother, I will guarantee this person. Please ask how much the royalties will be."

    Hearing this, Brother Xi was slightly startled. He knew these mountain people very well. Their lives were extremely difficult and they didn¡¯t have much money on hand.

    So he lowered his voice and kindly advised the other party, "Second brother, I'm leading the team today but I'm the second king, and that guy is very clever. Let me tell you, your son's illness has been cured anyway, so why bother to go through this muddy water?"

    "That's not okay. They don't even ask for the medicine," Ding Laoer shook his head simply, "If I don't care, how will I behave in the future?"

    After finishing speaking, he raised his hands to the third brother Xi and said sincerely, "I hope Third Brother can help me ask."

    Brother Xi glanced at him, sighed and shook his head, then walked up to the tall policeman and murmured softly.

    Agent Gao Zhuang knew this very well. He listened for a while and then gave Ding Laoer a questioning look.

    Ding Laoer nodded firmly: Yes, I will protect this person.

    Captain Gao Zhuang thought for a moment and secretly raised three fingers.

    When Ding Laoer saw this, he was immediately confused. After thinking about it, he stepped forward and spoke in a low voice, "Silver dollar?"

    "How rare," the tall, strong man looked at him with disdain and replied softly, "could it be a copper plate?"

    Ding Laoer smiled bitterly and said helplessly, "Brother Wang, if it's three hundred coppers, I can chip in."

    He doesn¡¯t think that Feng Jun is not worth three silver dollars. The key is that he really doesn¡¯t have that much money.

    He thought the price offered by the other party was a bit exaggerated. You know, the reward for reporting a runaway to the government was only ten copper coins.

    "You're just nagging when you don't have money!" Detective Gao Zhuang immediately turned his back. "Don't use the ten-copper bounty as an excuse. Who can guarantee whether there is any murder case on him?"

    Seeing this, Xi Lao San also quickly spoke out to persuade Ding Lao Er, "I said, the second brother is still very fair in doing things. That is to say, I have told you. If you don't believe it, you can find someone else and see how much he can get."

    How could Ding Laoer not believe it?  Of course he knew that since the catcher Wang Er wanted to mess with Feng Jun, he must have benefited. If he wanted to make him stop, he would have to spend a lot of money - this was related to Wang Er's face.

    He had no choice but to hear someone snort coldly, "Really? Let me do it instead. How much should I pay?"

    It was already dark at this moment. Although there was moonlight and torches, the sight was still not very good. The black shadow that spoke was not far behind Feng Jun, and there was a red light flashing in front of him.

    The tall, strong detective's eyesight was not bad, but he could only see clearly that the other party was one-armed. He sneered, "You are so crippled, get out of here. Can you get five silver dollars?"

    The figure coughed dryly, stood up and walked over, asking expressionlessly, "What do you call me?"

    Inspector Gao Zhuang took a closer look and was so frightened that he hurriedly cupped his hands and said with a smile, "It turns out to be Brother Lang. We haven't seen him for a long time. Do you want to protect this kid?"

    Lang Zhen looked him up and down and said lightly, "If you get out now, I won't care if you scold me."

    "Brother Lang, it doesn't make sense to say that," Gao Zhuang, the detective, laughed dryly. He was just afraid of the other party's force. He was not afraid of anything else. "It's my duty to track down fugitives."

    Lang Zhen looked at him strangely, and it took him a long time to ask, "Does Lu Mazi know that you are so stupid?"

    Hearing this, Wang Er suddenly took a breath of cold air, "Do you know Mr. Lu?"

    He has been working as a detective here for not more than a year or two. He knows about Lang Zhen, but he only knows that this person is not easy to mess with, so he has not provoked him.

    As for the relationship between Lang Zhen and Lu Baotou, he had never heard anyone mention it. However, the fact that he dared to call Lu Baotou Lu Mazi already explained the problem.

    Lang Zhen would not explain this relationship. He just looked at the other party indifferently and said four words, "Are you going away or not?"

    Not to mention, the title of Lone Wolf is quite intimidating. As long as he does not show his funny attributes, most people will not be able to bear the pressure.

    However, Wang Er was not very scared. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Lang, I am"Lang Zhen, a good immortal cultivator, was suddenly dragged into the water by Ding Laoer.

    Feng Jun didn¡¯t realize that because of Ding Laoer¡¯s intervention, he had escaped an observation of his identity.

    At about four o'clock the next day, when the sky was dark, there were suddenly more people in the market. Many people lived within dozens of miles around and brought various products to sell.

    Feng Jun sold cigarettes and lighters, which didn¡¯t take up much space, so he simply placed the items on the camp bed.

    He had already challenged the policeman yesterday. There must be no one to make things difficult for him when setting up a stall today, but there are still officials coming to collect taxes.

    Organizing such a large market in the town must not be in vain, and tax collection is inevitable.

    And this tax is relatively casual. The clerks can roughly determine how much tax to collect by looking at the goods.

    ¡°Roughly speaking, they are all three to five copper coins, and some receive one or two coins, but that is rare.

    When we came to Feng Jun¡¯s camp bed, the clerks were a little nervous How much should we charge?

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