, Datang: God-level bear child

On the way from Lanzhou to Qinzhou, Li Chengfeng encountered no other troubles and returned to Qinzhou Mansion again.

It was here last time that he met the group of refugees who ran out from public losers.

It is precisely because of this that there are a series of things such as meeting Gong Shuli later.

When I came back this time, Qinzhou City was still as prosperous as ever.

Many of the people who come and go on the street are merchants who have been doing business here all year round.

They bought some sheepskins at a low price from here, and then went to the south of the Yangtze River to turn them into exquisite sheepskin products, and then resold them back.

However, because of this, there are people from all walks of life in Qinzhou City, and the situation is very complicated.

During the time Li Chengfeng was walking on the street, more than a dozen thieves were already taken away by state police.

There are still many poor people on the street, desperately running around.

And on the other side of this street, the sounds of fun among the tall buildings are still heard endlessly.

On one side is the paradise that the poor people yearn for, and on the other side is the slums that everyone despises, where all kinds of worlds are undoubtedly displayed.

Although he has a panoramic view of all this, Li Chengfeng also understands that it is definitely not something that can be done overnight.

Even if he has a system now, it is unrealistic to change all this while Datang is still suffering from internal and external troubles.

Seeing this, his steps were much quicker, and he wanted to leave Qinzhou quickly and return to Chang'an.

Just as he was crossing a street corner, suddenly a man dressed as a beggar stopped him.

"I..." This man was unkempt, his face was covered with dirt, and he looked in a mess.

Li Chengfeng subconsciously took out a piece of silver from his pocket and placed it in front of the beggar.

"Take it back and live a good life!"

After speaking, he was about to turn his head and leave immediately, but the beggar never let go, holding his hand tightly.

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"Don't push yourself too far!" Li Chengfeng's expression gradually turned serious.

Could it be that this person took himself for a fool, the ingot of silver just now was a full twelve taels.

It is enough for a beggar to reverse his current living conditions and live a good life.

But the beggar didn't seem to be afraid, and he still repeated that sentence in his mouth.

"I... Li... Cheng... Feng... Save!" After speaking, the man fell into a coma again.

Suspicion suddenly arose in Li Chengfeng's heart, this beggar could actually call out his name.

You must know that the present is not the future, and there is no one with the same name and surname as him, especially now that he is famous all over the world.

Who is this beggar in front of him? He doesn't seem to know a person dressed like this, does he?

Li Chengfeng took another step forward and carefully looked at the beggar's face.

A figure who had a relationship with him once gradually emerged in his mind: Wu Hui

In my impression, he was still the young gang leader of the Water Transport Gang at that time, managing his own small gang with high spirits.

Even if the top management of the Water Transport Gang fell, he wouldn't end up in such a field.

Why did it appear in Qinzhou, which is thousands of miles away, in the blink of an eye, and it has become what it is now.

Without any hesitation, Li Chengfeng helped the unconscious Wu Hui and took him to an inn.

The Water Transport Gang has shown kindness to him, even if the boss of the Water Transport Gang is gone now, he will not be stingy in lending a helping hand.

After Wu Hui was settled, he found out that Wu Hui had serious internal injuries.

Fortunately, although he knows little about medicine, his blood has already become a good medicine in his extremely strong physique.

Coupled with the tyrannical internal force, after a while, the unconscious Wu Hui slowly woke up under Li Chengfeng's treatment.

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"His Royal Highness, only you can save me now!"

The pale Wu Hui quickly fell to his knees, his face full of humility as he knelt on the ground.

Now the doubt in Li Chengfeng's eyebrows became deeper, what needs him to look like this.

"Quickly please, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"I also told you that I will definitely help you if I can help you!"

He stretched out his hand to help the weak Wu Hui in front of him.

Wu Hui barely straightened up, but coughed violently because of his injury.

His throat was like a bellows with a hole, and his whole body trembled violently, spitting out a few mouthfuls of bright red blood.

The already pale face seemed to be three points paler because of coughing.

"You don't need to say much, just write it down and give it to me!"

Li Chengfeng stopped Wu Hui who was still about to speak.

This is what Wu Hui looks like now.

He was very worried that Wu would die here before he finished talking.

No matter how powerful he is, he still can't ask ghosts.

Wu Hui nodded slightly, suppressed the sweet blood in his throat, picked up the pen and ink in the room and began to write.

Soon, under the drawing of Wu Hui's slender fingers, a piece of rice paper was filled with words.

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On the other side, a group of uninvited guests ushered in at the pier outside Qinzhou City.

A huge ship quietly stopped on the shore.

A celestial being and three peak masters brought a dozen or so martial artists ashore one after another.

Looking at the majestic Qinzhou City in front of him, a dangerous aura flashed in the eyes of the leader.

"You enter the city in batches, and then gather in the main hall of the Raging Fire Hall in the city!"

"They have cooperated with us, this time Wu Hui will never want to escape!"

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