One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Respected Master Tian Shu!!!"

The blond man from Behemoth held a specially made silver briefcase aloft with both hands.

The speed of the sliding motion created two furrows in the mud.

Behemoth has clearly dispatched its most professional "talents".

The blond man was all smiles, a smile as radiant as a chrysanthemum:

"The Behemoth Board of Directors extends its highest respect to you! This is just a small token of our appreciation; please accept it with gratitude!"

Not to be outdone, the alchemists also stepped forward, with an old man wearing a monocle quickly squeezing in.

Holding several antique wooden boxes in his hands, his voice was filled with just the right amount of flattery and fear:

"Please calm down, Master! The incident involving that Abyss Squad was purely due to individual mental instability and has absolutely nothing to do with our association! They have already been expelled!"

"This is a priceless treasure passed down through our association for centuries. We have come to apologize to you! Please, have mercy on us!"

Looking at this group of foreigners who were scrambling to be first and were eager to show their loyalty, I felt a surge of emotion.

The person walking upside down in front of me was so shocked my jaw almost dropped.

They are from two top-tier forces!

These guys who usually look down on everyone are now groveling on the ground like two packs of lapdogs vying for attention!

On the sedan chair.

Zhang Tianyi lifted the banana leaf covering his face and yawned.

He was secretly overjoyed: Wow, these foreigners are pretty sensible, they know to come and pay protection money on their own initiative.

But on the surface, he still maintained the nonchalant and ethereal demeanor of a wise man.

"What's all the noise about? Can't you see that Master Dao is resting?"

Zhang Tianyi didn't even bother to glance at them, casually waving his hand:

"My eldest grandson."

"Hey! I'm here, sir!"

Zhang Chulan immediately darted out from behind, looking incredibly energetic.

"Gather all this junk and see if anything is usable. Don't bring back just any trash; it takes up space."

After Zhang Tianyi finished speaking, he covered his face with the banana leaf again and remained silent.

"Alright! You rest, I'll take care of the hard work!"

Zhang Chulan rubbed his hands together and pulled a small notebook out of his pocket.

He cleared his throat, his expression switching seamlessly, perfectly embodying the image of a ruthless quality inspector.

He swaggered up to the blond man.

"Open it and take a look." Zhang Chulan tapped the silver briefcase with his pen.

The blond man quickly opened it.

Inside was a row of advanced gene serums emitting a faint blue light, and a black bank card.

"Young master, this is our latest cell activity enhancer developed by Behemoth, with absolutely no side effects..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Zhang Chulan interrupted him with a look of disgust, and picked up her pen to critically poke the box twice:

"What kind of lousy potion is this? Our Celestial Master's Mansion cultivates the Great Dao of Inner Alchemy, which emphasizes the innate physical constitution!"

"If you take this back to feed the pigs, even they won't like the taste!"

"However..."

Zhang Chulan flipped his wrist and skillfully pulled out the black card, stuffing it into his pocket.

"This piece of plastic can barely be used as a bookmark. Alright, you pass."

"Remember this, it's called the Celestial Master's Mansion Island Tourism Sponsorship Fee!"

The blond man's eye twitched, but he still had to force a smile and nod repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Sponsorship fee! It's only right!"

Zhang Chulan turned his head and stared at the alchemist's wooden boxes again.

The old man quickly opened it, and inside were several crystal-clear, rhomboid gems that exuded a strange magic.

"Young master, this is 'the tears of the water fairy,' carrying it will ward off water and fire, and also..."

"Tsk, the color is too plain."

Zhang Chulan picked it up and held it up to the sun, then pursed his lips:

"The luster of this glass is not even as good as the glass beads that cost ten yuan for three at Panjiayuan."

My junior uncle just happens to need a pendant to weigh down the hem of his skirt, so I'll reluctantly accept it.

While frantically picking at the thorns, he swept several wooden boxes directly into the food pouch at his waist.

That was incredibly smooth and effortless; they took everything without leaving a trace!

Zhang Chulan stood in front of the two groups of people, holding a small notebook.

The phrases "borrowing the tiger's power" and "exploiting the marrow from the bones" are vividly and exquisitely portrayed.

"Alright, we'll reluctantly accept the things. Your attitude in apologizing is passable."

"Everyone, step back! Don't block my advisor's view of the scenery!"

The two groups of foreigners felt as if they had been granted a pardon and thanked them repeatedly.

It's as if losing money to avoid disaster is a glorious thing.

They hurriedly disappeared into the woods and ran away.

next to.

He was hanging upside down, still clutching the branch in his hand, completely stunned.

"Why do I feel like this group is starting to resemble a gangster more and more?!"

"Hmm... It's an illusion, it must be an illusion."

Just when he was hanging upside down and questioning the meaning of life.

Xiao Zizai, who had been silent all along, suddenly came closer.

His gaze was fixed on the upside-down figure, his smile both gentle and chilling.

"Mr. Hanged Man, your heart rate was very abnormal just now. Do you have some misunderstanding about us?"

"I happen to know a little about craniotomy and bone setting techniques. Would you like me to help you regulate your meridians?"

Hanging upside down, he felt a chill run down his spine. The bespectacled, seemingly refined man in front of him was a pervert!

"No! Absolutely not! Master, you've misunderstood! I was deeply moved by the dignified presence of the True Man!"

"That's good."

Xiao Zizai nodded in satisfaction and stepped back.

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing were carrying the sedan chair with great effort.

Hearing the commotion behind them, the two sighed helplessly.

"Old Wang, the composition of our team is becoming more and more criminal," Zhuge Qing said, fanning himself.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and go. I've figured it out now, as long as we follow Second Master..."

Wang Ye steadily stepped onto a new level:

"I'll never have to worry about having fun in my life."

Chapter 275 The Upside-Down Hanging That Everyone Despises

The path through the jungle became increasingly difficult.

The vines intertwine, and even during the day, only a few rays of sunlight can barely squeeze in from above.

"Buzz."

A sudden cell phone vibration shattered the tranquility of the woods.

Zhang Tianyi, who was resting with his eyes closed, slowly took out his phone to take a look.

[Senior Brother (Don't Borrow Money Version)]

Zhang Tianyi pursed his lips and swiped the screen.

Old Celestial Master:

[Second brother, have you arrived at that wretched island yet? Is everything going smoothly?]

The third brother's legs are recovering quite well; all that's missing is that Six Treasures Immortal Thief method to solidify his foundation and replenish his energy. Don't get so caught up in playing around that you forget about the important matter.

Looking at these lines of text, Zhang Tianyi could picture the old man slowly typing while sipping tea.

He held his phone in one hand and sent a voice message back.

"Don't worry, senior brother, we've already succeeded."

Zhang Tianyi pressed the record button, her tone relaxed and smug:

"Not only did I find it, I also plan to pack some local specialties from the island for you and Lao San."

You'll be absolutely satisfied; I'll mail it to you as soon as I get back.

After sending the voice message, Zhang Tianyi put his phone in his pocket.

Zhang Chulan, who was walking next to the sedan chair, had sharp ears and heard everything clearly.

He leaned closer, staring curiously at the pouch hanging from his waist, and muttered to himself:

"Second Master, the local specialties you mentioned, could they be the fat old man and the foreign soldier inside?"

"Sending two grown-up people up the mountain like local specialties... Could the advisor's heart handle it when he opened the package?"