socalfunplaces Chapter 6 In my Extreme Club, who are you calling Little Luo?
Chapter 6 In my Extreme Club, who are you calling Little Luo?
Luo Feng looked at the equipment list.
"Three seven-element throwing knives?"
"A trump card," Zhou Yan said. "It's not used often, but it's essential. When encountering high-value monsters or high-value enemies, the six-element throwing knives might be a little lacking, and that little lacking could be fatal."
Luo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.
High-value enemies.
He thought of Zhang Zehu.
That martial artist from the Thunder Martial Arts School will arrive sooner or later.
"sign."
[The first-ever wilderness equipment loan agreement has been signed.]
[Current total liabilities: approximately RMB 4.39125 million.]
[Currently available loan amount: 12 billion RMB.]
[Remaining available credit: Approximately 7.60875 million RMB.]
On the screen, orders are generated one by one.
Combat uniform.
Blood Shadow Blade.
Shield.
Throwing knife.
Communication watch.
Backpack.
Medicine packet.
confirm.
payment.
Order completed.
Luo Feng leaned back in his chair and let out a long breath.
In just a few minutes, he spent a huge sum of money that he never dared to dream of before.
Zhou Yan was quite satisfied.
"very good."
"Now you finally don't look like a newbie going to the wilderness to die with a beginner's knife."
Luo Feng said, "The debt is even greater now."
"Having a lot of debt isn't scary," Zhou Yan said. "What's scary is having debt but no money to make it."
Luo Feng looked at the order page.
The equipment will be delivered within 24 hours.
The Ninefold Thunder Blade manual will also be delivered.
His preparations for entering the wilderness area had truly begun.
……
The next morning.
Mingyue Residential Area, Luo Feng's private garden.
Several delivery personnel delivered the sealed metal boxes one by one.
After fingerprint verification, the boxes were opened one by one.
The black combat suit gleamed coldly.
The Blood Shadow Blade lay quietly in the alloy tank.
The shield is thick and sturdy.
Nine six-series throwing knives were neatly arranged.
The three seventh-series throwing knives are individually packaged, with thinner blades and a stronger chill.
The last box contained the first four levels of the "Ninefold Thunder Blade" manual and the accompanying CD.
Luo Feng reached out and stroked the hilt of his battle sword.
In his mind, the simulation model of the Nine-fold Thunder Blade began to run.
work hard.
Stacking strength.
Muscle tremors.
Blade speed burst.
Mental power assists in calibration at subtle points.
Luo Feng closed his eyes, simply holding the knife and standing there, as if the threads inside his body were being straightened again.
Zhou Yan reminded him, "This sword technique isn't something you can learn just by watching it once. Even if you practice it, you still need to do it."
Luo Feng said, "I know."
He opened his eyes.
"But I will be faster than others."
"I like hearing that."
Just then, footsteps could be heard outside the garden.
Wu Tong walked in, his gaze first falling on the pile of equipment, then on the "Ninefold Thunder Blade".
His eyelid twitched.
"Luo Feng, you really know how to spend money."
Luo Feng smiled.
"When venturing into the wilderness, you can't be too stingy."
Wu Tong nodded.
That's right.
Immediately, his expression became slightly more serious.
"I've come today to tell you something else."
Luo Feng looked up.
"Zhang Zehu?"
Wu Tong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.
"You guessed it?"
Luo Feng said, "Before Zhang Haobai fainted from anger, he called him 'uncle'."
Wu Tong said, "Zhang Zehu is a martial artist from the Thunder Martial Arts School, nicknamed Mountain Tiger. He asked someone to intercede on his behalf, hoping to settle Zhang Haobai's matter privately."
Luo Feng's eyes turned cold.
Wu Tongdao said, "You've just become a martial artist, so you should settle this privately if possible. You're also short of money, and if you reach an agreement, it will help you get into the wilderness area."
Zhou Yan chuckled inwardly.
"Customer, cash repayment is now available at your door."
Luo Feng asked, "Where should we talk?"
"Extreme Club," Wu Tongdao said, "Tonight."
Luo Feng nodded.
"it is good."
Wu Tong cautioned, "Zhang Zehu has a bad temper. He's a senior, experienced soldier, not far from becoming a general. Don't let his imposing manner intimidate you at the negotiating table."
Luo Feng gripped the Blood Shadow Battle Blade, his expression calm.
"Don't worry, Uncle Wu."
Zhou Yan's voice echoed in my mind.
"Negotiation suggestion: Talk if the North Korean regime collapses."
Luo Feng's eyes flickered slightly.
Zhou Yan continued, "You don't lack his five million, nor do you lack his thirty million. What you lack is a price that can wake everyone up."
"How many?"
"One hundred million."
Luo Feng remained silent for a moment.
Then he smiled.
"That suits me perfectly."
evening.
Mingyue Residential Area, the reception room on the second floor of the Extreme Club.
When Luo Feng arrived, there were already quite a few people inside.
Wu Tong sat next to the main seat.
Huopao Chen Gu sat there casually, and when he saw Luo Feng come in, he grinned at him.
Eagle Knife Kong Quan was much quieter, only nodding at Luo Feng.
These people are all martial artists from the Limitless Gym.
The fact that they are sitting here today is itself an attitude.
Luo Feng walked over.
"Uncle Wu, Brother Chen, Uncle Kong."
Chen Gu laughed and said, "Xiao Feng, I heard you killed over three hundred monsters in Monster Town? That's ruthless. Killing so many in your first combat assessment, the Fire Hammer Squad will have to snatch you up before we even enter the wilderness."
Luo Feng asked, "Brother Chen, are you willing to mentor newcomers?"
"Others might not be willing, but you and I are," Chen Gu laughed. "You're not just a newbie, you're a newbie who can pick up money on your own."
Zhou Yan thought to himself, "Chen Gu's assessment of the artillery is accurate."
Luo Feng's lips twitched slightly, but he didn't reply.
Not long after, the people from the Thunder Hall arrived.
The leader was a tall, burly man.
With a broad back and heavy steps, he walked in like a ferocious beast burning with fire.
Zhang Zehu.
Tiger that opens the mountain.
He was followed by several martial artists from the Thunder Martial Arts School, as well as the Thunder Martial Arts School director who was in charge of mediating.
As soon as Zhang Zehu entered the room, his eyes fell on Luo Feng.
His eyes were fierce.
It's like watching a naive and arrogant newcomer.
Luo Feng calmly looked back.
In his mind, Zhou Yan's valuation panel lit up briefly.
[Target: Zhang Zehu]
[Identity: Advanced Warrior-level Martial Artist of Thunder Martial Arts School]
[Equipment that can be valued: machete, combat uniform, communication watch, backpack, personal medical supplies]
[Note: Not yet received; cannot be included in repayment.]
Zhou Yan sighed, "It's a pity we can't just take equipment directly from the negotiating table."
Luo Feng almost laughed at his words.
But his face remained calm.
Both of them sat down.
The curator of the Thunder Hall spoke first, saying a few polite words.
The gist is that Zhang Haobai is young and immature. Since the incident has already happened, and everyone here is from the martial arts community, it would be best to resolve it amicably.
Luo Feng listened without interrupting.
Zhang Zehu leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers on the armrest, seemingly growing impatient.
After the other person finished speaking, he looked at Luo Feng.
"Little Luo".
The two words had barely left his lips when Eagle Knife Kong Quan looked up.
"Who are you calling Little Luo?"
The reception room fell silent.
Zhang Zehu's expression changed slightly.
Kong Quan's voice was not loud, but it was cold.
"Luo Feng is a martial artist from my Limitless Gym. Your nephew attacked his father first, and now you're here to settle things privately. Get your attitude right."
A flash of anger crossed Zhang Zehu's eyes, but he did not immediately lash out.
He can disregard Luo Feng.
But Kong Quan is not a newcomer.
Zhang Zehu snorted coldly and looked at Luo Feng.
"Luo Feng, tell me. How do you want to resolve this?"