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It can be seen that the old headhunter is very determined.

This kind of old guy, although it looks slick, actually has very hard bones. If he really uses tough methods, he might really dare to bring the prescription of the Dacheng Long Weitang to the Yin Cao Jifu.

"I really want to get the prescription of the Dacheng Longwei Decoction, let's talk about it, how can you hand over this thing." Zhang Hao asked coldly.

"I... I want you to help me kill the mastiff group." The old headhunter said coldly.

"Mastiff group!"

Zhang Hao frowned when he heard the name.

There really is a group of mastiffs in this old forest. The group of mastiffs is very large, there are dozens of them, and they are extremely fierce.

When he entered the mountain, Zhang Hao had seen a group of mastiffs twice, and saw them hunting down a black bear, both ferocious and terrifying.

"You have hatred with that group of mastiffs?" Zhang Hao asked curiously.

"Yes!" The old headhunter gritted his teeth angrily: "I have only one son in my life. When I was hunting in the mountains, he was eaten by those beasts. I hate them."

"For so many years, I have tried my best, whether bows and arrows, or traps. Although I have killed a lot of mastiffs, I have never killed them. Now that I am older, there is no way I can use them."

Thinking of this group of mastiffs and the pain of killing a child, the old headhunter's face was savage and distorted.

"A son?" Zhang Hao looked down at the old headhunter: "You hurt your body by practicing martial arts, right?"

"Yes, it hurts the kidney. My job is now a pendant. See if it can't be used. In order to prevent the ancestor Wu Lang's gossip stick from being lost, I have found so many apprentices." The old headhunter sighed.

Zhang Hao also understood very well. Ten miles and eight villages said that the old headhunter had a weird personality, and he was not a complete man anymore.

But martial arts training does hurt the kidneys, and the older you are, the more obvious it is.

You will get hurt when you practice martial arts, and you must take medicine if you get hurt. This is why people who practice martial arts know some medical skills more or less.

The medicine is three-point poison. Once you take painkillers or too many other medicines, it will inevitably harm your kidneys.

It's just that the damage is so thorough as an old headhunter, but it's rare.

"You have the Dacheng Longwei Decoction to consolidate the essence of the body. Taking this medicine every day will not cause the kidney damage to be so severe, right?" Zhang Hao asked curiously.

"I don’t want to hide it from you. The preparation of Dacheng Long Weitang is too rare. I have only prepared two pairs for so many years. One is for my son when he is full moon, and the other is for my son when he is 18 years old. for drink."

In this life, he was worthy of two sets of Jackie Chan's soup, but they gave them to his son.

I don’t know if his son is a genius, or the effect of the Grand Jackie Chan Weitang, which is known as the best in the world, is so good. His son has been a martial arts genius since he was a child, and he has given high hopes.

"Wow……"

Thinking of the tragic death of his son, the old head hunter burst into tears: "It was me. I killed my son. If I hadn't given him the Jackie Chan soup, if he was a little more ordinary, he would not enter the mountains."

For so many years, his son's death has always made him very guilty. He thought that he had given him the Jackie Chan soup, which made his son too confident and went hunting in the mountains.

Except for suicide, most drowning people can swim because they are too confident, or they have cramps and natural disasters, or some are too far and their energy is exhausted and they drown.

People who can't swim will always maintain a certain awe of the rivers, lakes and seas, will not go deep into the water, and naturally they will rarely be drowned.

The old headhunter's son was too confident, and he went to the mountains and forests and never returned. When the old headhunter went up the mountain to look for, the complete body was not found, but some broken bloody clothes fragments were found.

"You are very skilled. As long as you help me kill the group of mastiffs, I will give you the recipe of the Dacheng Long Weitang." The old headhunter gritted his teeth: "Even Goro Gossip Stick and Tiger Crane Double Fist are all together. here you are."

The old headhunter is already adhering to the thinking of the older generation. Unfilial piety is more important than nothing. The son is gone, and the hope he placed in the rest of his life is completely shattered. Now he lives for enjoyment, so he desperately makes money.

Of course, he lives for revenge, and he vowed to destroy that group of mastiffs.

"The mastiff pack is more terrible than the wolf pack. Now it has become a cancer in the depths of the old forest. It may be a waste of some means to eliminate them," Zhang Hao said seriously: "I will go into the mountain to kill the mastiff pack tomorrow."

"No...can't go tomorrow. Give me three days to recover from the injury. I want to go with you. I want to see the life and death of those animals with my own eyes!" The old headhunter's face was distorted and scary.

"Your injury is not light, how could it be healed in three days." Zhang Hao asked.

"Yes, I still have a pair of Jackie Chan's Weitang ingredients in my hand. I used to give it to my apprentice, but now I can't wait to see the group of mastiffs die. I have to take it myself first." The old headhunter said.

Zhang Hao nodded. If he had the Grand Jackie Chan Prestige Soup, which claims to be the best in the world, perhaps the old man's injuries would not have recovered in three days, and he would be able to act without hindrance.

"In three days, I will accompany you, but you need to give me the recipe of the Jackie Chan Weitang now." Zhang Hao said.

"this……"

The old headhunter hesitated, and finally nodded: "I can write you the prescription first. Three days later, I personally invite you to go to the mountains and forests to hunt the mastiffs. If you don't admit it, my old headhunter will never die with you. ."

"Even if I am not your opponent, but I have lived for so long, there will be a lot of shameless means. Don't push me into anxiousness."

The old head hunter looked at Zhang Hao with his eyes, his son is dead, and now the old head hunter doesn't care about his life or death, he can do everything.

This is his last madness.

Zhang Hao nodded: "Although I am not a good person, I will definitely do what I promised. I still have integrity in my life."

"Okay, I believe you." The old headhunter shouted to the apprentices around him: "Whoever has a pen and paper on him, bring it to me."

"I...I have."

An apprentice on the ground whose arm was interrupted by Zhang Hao said that this apprentice crawled over from the ground very painfully, took out the pen and paper from his pocket with the last intact arm, and sent it to the master's hand. superior.

The old headhunter wrote the prescription of the Dacheng Longwei Decoction on this piece of paper, and then respectfully delivered it to Zhang Hao's hand.

"This is the prescription, my old headhunter swears in the name of the master, there is absolutely nothing wrong." The old headhunter said seriously.

Zhang Hao took this prescription and began to check it. After seeing the contents, he began to interpret the effects of the medicinal materials on the prescription based on his own knowledge.

"As expected of Huang Feihong, this prescription is indeed the strongest prescription for cultivating vitality in a hundred years." Zhang Hao nodded.

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