Chapter 22: The Wandering Material Child

  "Ah, Daqiang! There are 20,000 yuan in Auntie's purse, the passwords for both bank cards are 010601, and her ID card is also inside. Take as much as you need, I'm going to the underground garage now... Ahh, oh no, I'm bleeding so much! Daqiang, Auntie can't stay with you anymore, hurry up and go to the hospital!"

  They parked their car in the underground garage of the hospital when they arrived.

  She can guarantee that Zhao Zhiqiang absolutely has no idea about this matter.

  It's hard to guess, because the vast majority of people will choose the parking lot on the ground. The ground parking lot is very large and generally few people go to the underground parking. Today, my husband was complaining that the distance from the ground parking lot to the inpatient department was too far, so he directly parked in the underground garage.

  Zhao Zhiqiang has always been with himself, where would he go to see it in person?

  "Aunt Chen, hurry up, it's 12 o'clock!"

  "Ah——my goodness gracious!" Chen Lijin yelled loudly as she looked at the Rolex in her hand.

  Her heart was like a hundred drums, worried about her husband who had just left, she flew out of her seat, her plump figure rushing out of the restaurant in just a few seconds. Before anyone could react, she was already gone. Along the way, she knocked over two waiters and collided with two dishes that were being served.

  However, the store was surprisingly quiet.

  Several dozen diners stared blankly at Zhao Zhiqiang, whose mouth still had blood on the corners.

  "Awesome!"

  "Brilliant!"

  "Really?"

  "Brother, your trick is brilliant! Not to mention the card in the bag, just the over a million cash I saw is enough for this trip!"

  "Compared to this, all those sleight of hand tricks, pickpocketing and switching are nothing!"

  "How stupid is that woman? ---- It's really 'fools and their money are soon parted', why didn't I think of this trick?"

  "This is too much, not even using props, just letting the master hand over his ID card and bank card, awesome, too awesome! Sir, are you Zhang Tian Shi descended from heaven? Still 12 points... spoken like it's true!" A thin, pointed-chinned man stood up, shaking his head.

  "Look at him, isn't he about to spit blood? That little master, could it be that he's been struck by heavenly punishment?"

  "What does it mean?"

  "What's wrong with you - just one look at you and I can tell you're a dimwit, you don't even understand this, are you going to reveal the heavenly secret?"

  After finishing speaking, a middle-aged man in a suit smiled.

  Most people laughed at this!

  "Cut it out! You guys understand what's going on? These three are definitely setting us up! Who knows, maybe he's just waiting for someone here to take the bait!"

  "Haha, in that case, the acting is quite realistic!"

  ……

  Zhao Zhiqiang didn't have the heart to argue with these people, and he couldn't even be bothered to give them a glance.

  Vomiting blood actually has no effect.

  Mainly because of the poor mental control, resulting in high blood pressure and accelerated heartbeat, he was worried about Gu Quanyou, the news that had just been obtained with great difficulty, hoping to save his life.

  Chen Liqin had helped him a great deal after all. Repaying debts and treating illnesses, he also tested the new function of Tongbei "Golden Words".

  There were a lot of people making sarcastic remarks, and he couldn't eat anymore. He struggled to get up and said, "Boss, pack it up! Put the two dishes that were knocked over on my bill."

  Damn it!

  At least three people around me burst into foul language!

  "Brother, you've lost tens of thousands, and for a dish that's only 20-30 yuan, you're also taking it away!"

  That short-haired man was furious, "I really want to beat you up!"

  "Does it matter to you? This grain was grown with great difficulty by a peasant, and if we don't eat it, it will be wasted."

  Zhao Zhiqiang calmly wiped away the blood from his mouth with a paper towel after dinner.

  She picked up Chen Lijin's bag, gave a cold smile to the speaker and the person staring at her from the side, and threw out this sentence.

  The people around him were not very kind, and several of them were gathering towards him.

  Zhao Zhiqiang's vigilance immediately dissipated, and a fist with an empty hand clenched tightly.

  Jīn Míngzhé from the next table called out for a round...

  He couldn't help but stare at Zhao Zhiqiang for two seconds, thinking that this guy must have been a soldier before.

  It's still the kind of battlefield that only those who have really been on the battlefield can intuitively sniff out a different life and death atmosphere.

  For some reason, several people who wanted to take action did not dare to step forward and stop him, and those who wanted to call the police also didn't dare to make the call.

  That woman just now was willing, no stealing or robbing, one willing to fight and one willing to suffer. At that time, there is no evidence to prove that this kid is a liar, it's unlucky for oneself, more things are not as good as fewer things, managing too much will also become belonging to the dog?

  Zhao Zhiqiang took the packed meal and walked out the door with a bag in his hand, not looking up. Although he was still a bit weak, he was much better than half a month ago. Every time he drew blood to refine his spirit energy, his body recovered faster, probably because it was now more unobstructed.

  But now, the spiritual control power accumulated yesterday with 50,000 pieces is gone, Zhao Zhiqiang knows that the body's essence is probably only about 200,000 milliliters in a lifetime, and each time this stuff is consumed, it's not worth one's life.

  As I went out, I saw a middle-aged woman begging with a child on her back. Her palm was also broken, and she looked disheveled. The child was even more pitiful, with snot covering half of his face, his eyes dull, looking like he hadn't eaten a full meal in a long time.

  He pulled out a bundle of 100-yuan bills from his bag and stuffed it into the middle-aged woman's begging hand, then walked away.

  Thousand, gold, scatter, exhaust, spirit, recover, come...

  Three seconds later, a golden light flashed through his mind, and an additional spiritual force immediately took over the process of refining his essence, entering the copper bell to rapidly transform one-tenth of the blood he had just extracted!

  Saw a shabbily dressed old man in his seventies, and in his stunned gaze, he stuffed out another wad of cash!

  "Haha, throwing money feels so good!"

  The young man at the next table has been following him all along.

  "This is weird, could this guy be an idiot? He just got his hands on the money and instead of enjoying it or putting it away, he just gave it to someone - I bet that woman from earlier was a colleague of his?" Jin Mingzhe looked puzzled, with a questioning expression.

  The white-haired old man who had asked Zhao Zhiqiang to meet him shook his head and didn't speak, "This is also the first time I've met such a strange person, take another look!"

  Zhao Zhiqiang knew there were still people following him, but he didn't mind.

  Nearby at an ATM, Chen Lijun's card was checked. One had 400,000 to 500,000 yuan and the other had 3,800,000 to 4,000,000 yuan.

  Zhao Zhiqiang couldn't help but feel embarrassed, rich people are indeed rich people. Gu Quan's troubles were so big, and this wealthy woman still had so much pocket money. On the other hand, their feelings for each other were actually quite good. Hopefully, they'll both be fine?

  He did everything he could.

  He didn't hesitate, went into the bank, withdrew eighty or ninety million from a card with three hundred and eighty million, just enough to make one million, put it in a black plastic bag, walked aimlessly, occasionally looked at poor people and threw out a bundle of ten thousand yuan bills!

  "Tsk, tsk, this person is really strange, the money he earned was all spent on being a casual gamer...” Zhou Shun Zhang was shocked. What a weirdo... Just then his phone rang, and after answering it, he said to Jin Ming Zhe:

  "Follow him and see what he will do next." The white-haired old man instructed Jin Mingzhe, then turned around and left in the car that was following behind.