Chapter 1112 The Martial Arts Master of the Small World

"This shows that we are destined!"

Meimei answered quite naturally.

Hear the words.

Apart from giving her a roll of his eyes, what else could Zhang Fan say.

These people are so thick-skinned that they are invulnerable. Whatever they say is nonsense.

"Brother, don't look at me like this. We haven't blamed you yet. Last time you gave us your bank card but didn't give us your password. What's going on?"

Like Zhang Fan, Meimei didn't pay any attention to the warriors who were slowly approaching from the front and back of the viaduct. Instead, she opened up old accounts with Zhang Fan.

"password?"

"The bank card I gave you does not have a password."

Zhang Fan looked serious and had no intention of joking at all.

"W-what? No...no password?"

When Meimei and Lazy Gui heard this, their hearts suddenly went cold.

How hateful.

They were hungry for two more days.

If I had known earlier, I should have taken my bank card and tried it.

"Lazy guy, what do you think the old man will do when he hears this news? He must be eating well in prison these days, right?"

Meimei couldn't help but giggle.

"I'm too lazy to care about him, but little brother, do you have any idea of ​​hiring us? Meimei, Meimei, and the blind monk can quickly solve these warriors who want to harm you."

The lazy guy looked at Zhang Fan with a smile.

This is a very rich man.

And dealing with these warriors requires no effort at all.

"Brother, little brother, I can still do it."

When the blind monk heard this, he didn't intend to continue pretending to be dead, so he quickly ran to Zhang Fan and said.

"Didn't I hire you once before? Why, are you willing now?"

Zhang Fan stared at the three of them funny.

"no!"

The lazy guy still refused very simply and said: "We can work as temporary workers, but we can never become your permanent workers. We still have to find the young master."

Zhang Fan had a dark look on his face.

Damn it, that’s it again.

Who are these four strange young masters?

To make them follow him so wholeheartedly, even if he is missing, the four of them will try their best to find him.

"Ten thousand yuan a month!"

Zhang Fan extended an olive branch.

"Ten thousand? That much? Even if I worked as a thug in the underground warrior market for a year, I wouldn't be able to earn that much money."

"But... no, no, we have to find the young master."

The blind monk touched his smooth head. No surprise, his heart moved, but his reason quickly defeated his impulse, and he still rejected Zhang Fan's kindness.

"I'm talking about ten thousand per person a month."

Zhang Fan spoke up again.

His eyes fell on the blind monk and he continued: "Not only that, I will also give you a custom-made wig from abroad. The same style as Mingxing Xu's, worth five million."

"Amitabha! As a monk, money is something external to the body."

The blind monk held up his hands and said.

Just when Zhang Fan thought there was no chance, the blind monk added: "However, since boss you are willing to customize a wig for me, then I am no longer a monk. I am a layman. Of course, the more money the better."

"I'll take this business."

really.

Telling lies with your eyes open is a blind monk.

Even Zhang Fan was defeated by the blind monk's shameless spirit.

The most humble person is invincible.

"Blind monk! Aren't you looking for the young master?"

Meimei looked coldly and glared at the blind monk.

"Looking for the young master, you still have a lazy guy and an old man. Aren't three people enough? Besides, I will stay with the boss and work for you to make money. When the time comes, you won't have to eat one meal or another, right?"

The blind monk felt proud of his cleverness.

"No……"

Before Meimei's words could be spoken, Zhang Fan took the lead and said, "Meimei, you can choose any of the major shopping malls in the capital, various famous brands, clothes, and jewelry if you like."

"boss!"

As soon as Zhang Fan finished speaking, Meimei immediately changed her tune.

The speed of this face change is simply faster than turning the pages of a book.

Even Zhang Fan was dumbfounded.

The lazy guy on the side was trying his best to squeeze towards Zhang Fan. Those woman-like eyebrows were constantly squeezing, as if to say: "Boss, there is me, there is me, don't forget me."

Already."

"Forehead!"

Zhang Fan looked at the lazy guy and said, don't tell me, he really doesn't know what the lazy guy needs.

"Boss, why don't you give me a top-notch computer?"

Seeing Zhang Fan hesitate to speak, Lazy Man took the initiative to speak.

With 10,000 yuan a month and a top-of-the-line computer, the lazy guy decided to follow Zhang Fan.

"no problem."

Zhang Fan agreed immediately.

even.

At this moment, Zhang Fan didn't realize how smart he was to be able to use a top-of-the-line computer and a salary of 10,000 yuan a month to pocket a slacker.

"Boss! From now on, you are my biological father. If you ask me to go east, I will definitely go west. If you ask me to hit someone, I will definitely have diarrhea."

The blind monk assured Zhang Fan seriously.

"Okay, don't be poor, let's solve the immediate trouble first."

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes at the blind monk speechlessly.

This old guy, is he looking for a chance?

The total number of warriors in front and behind the viaduct was almost twenty.

Moreover, even though they were a hundred meters away, Zhang Fan could still feel that the auras of these warriors were terrifying.

There is no way he can compare with the warrior guests he met in the Zhou family or the Gu family.

"Boss, did you steal someone's wife? Twenty martial arts masters took action. Isn't it too embarrassing for you?"

Meimei covered her mouth and smiled.

"Martial Arts Master? Are you very powerful?"

Zhang Fan was a little curious.

All along, his strength has been improving incomprehensibly.

To be precise, he should have never deliberately improved, so he is not particularly clear about the division of strength among warriors.

"Little brother, you don't know?"

Now it was Meimei's turn to be surprised.

She couldn't see through Zhang Fan's strength, so she thought it was because he had some magic weapon to hide his aura, but the real level was definitely not too high, otherwise she wouldn't be willing to hire them as thugs.

But he didn't expect that Zhang Fan, as a warrior, didn't even know the division of warriors' strength.

This is somewhat off the spectrum.
To be continued...