Hearing Fang Ping say this, he replied very certainly, "In that case, you need to be careful. This means these guys are determined to kill you."
Fang Ping didn't quite believe Zhang Haoran's words. But since it was a matter of life and death, he still had to ask for clarification, so he immediately pressed, "What do you mean by that? I just felt something was off; how can you be sure they're determined to kill me?"
He spread his hands and said, "It's simple. If this matter had been widely publicized, then when you fought, many people would definitely come to watch. The impact would also be significant.
If the other party only wanted to beat you up and make you and Wang Jinyang lose Face, this would be a very good choice. But suddenly, there's no sound, which can only mean one thing.
The other party doesn't want to blow things up. Under what circumstances would they not want to blow things up? Only when someone has died would they not want to blow things up."
Seeing Fang Ping's Face grow darker and darker with his explanation.
Zhang Haoran also knew it was time to comfort Fang Ping.
So he said, "But you don't need to worry too much. If your own strength is strong enough, you don't need to fear anything. If your strength isn't enough, then equipment will make up for it."
Saying that, he unbuttoned his outer jacket, revealing the inner armor beneath, and tapped it hard with his hand. You have to admit, this Sixth-Rank Peak Stage inner armor is really impressive. Not only does it dissipate a lot of force, but it also has a rebound effect.
Fang Ping's eyes lit up as he looked at Zhang Haoran's inner armor. He reached out and tapped it hard, feeling a strong rebound force.
Fang Ping looked at him with envy and asked, "What rank is this inner armor? The effect is too exaggerated. I see you're fine, but it made my hand hurt from the shock."
Zhang Haoran chuckled, saying proudly, "How about it, impressive, right? This is because you didn't use much force. If you attacked with all your might, I'd still be fine, but your hand wouldn't be. This is a Sixth-Rank Peak Stage inner armor, and I just got it today."
Fang Ping really wanted to rob Zhang Haoran right now. In Fang Ping's impression, a Sixth-Rank Peak Stage inner armor would cost at least a hundred million.
Fang Ping asked, drooling, "A Sixth-Rank Peak Stage inner armor, how much does that cost? At least a hundred million, right?"
Zhang Haoran held up three fingers: "Three hundred million, and it's not something you can buy just with money; there has to be stock."
Fang Ping was dying of envy, lamenting, "It's really different having a Grandmaster for a grandfather. Your family is really willing to spend. You're only First Rank, and they've already gotten you a Sixth-Rank Peak Stage inner armor to wear. How afraid are they of you dying?"
He pouted, the sourness in Fang Ping's words was almost like aged vinegar.
He said seriously, "I earned this money myself. Anyway, let's not talk about that. My point is, before your duel, I'll lend you this inner armor, which can basically save your life.
But remember, this can only save your life. If you want to kill the opponent, you still need to practice well. Also, you need to tell me at least two days in advance when your duel will be.
Because I'm going to be very busy next, and I'm not sure if I'll be at school. You can call me in advance."
Fang Ping was stunned by his words. It wasn't that he agreed to lend Fang Ping the inner armor that stunned him; Fang Ping had already anticipated that when Zhang Haoran showed his inner armor.
Rather, it was his statement that he earned the money himself that shocked Fang Ping. Fang Ping was desperate for money right now, wasn't he?
Fang Ping asked excitedly, "You earned the money yourself? How did you earn it? Where did you earn it? Can you take me with you? You're my Senior Brother; you should think of your Junior Brother when there's something good."
Zhang Haoran gave Fang Ping a meaningful look and said, "You'll have a chance very soon. As long as you're not afraid of death, earning money is very easy. I can't tell you anything more."
Seeing that he refused to say more, Fang Ping had no choice. However, since Zhang Haoran had already said he would have a chance very soon,
He believed it shouldn't be a lie. As for not being afraid of death, that could be decided then. The key was to see how big the danger was and how much money could be earned.
After seeing Fang Ping off, he found a few books on the table and went to set up a stall in the Trading Square.
These past few days, Zhang Haoran decided to listen to his teacher and read books when he had nothing to do. Practicing Martial Arts for two or three hours a day was enough.
The next day, Zhang Haoran started attending classes at school. Although he had already read everything the teacher taught, listening to it again wouldn't hurt.
Zhang Haoran attended classes for three consecutive days. He felt that he had adjusted well enough.
He called Lü Fengrou, saying he wanted to take on a mission and asked Lü Fengrou to help him activate it.
By the time Lü Fengrou arrived, Zhang Haoran was already waiting at the Logistics Department.
He often came to chat with Li Laotou, so he was quite familiar with the Logistics Department.
The first floor of the Logistics Department was the exchange office, where one could claim academic credits and exchange Medicinal Pills.
The second floor of the Logistics Department was where customized items were made. However, all the items he customized were handled by Li Laotou on his behalf.
The third floor of the Logistics Department was the Martial Artist mission hall. However, the mission hall also had rules. Non-Martial Artists were not allowed inside.
First-Rank Martial Artists had to be accompanied by a mentor to enter. Moreover, First-Rank Martial Artists who wanted to take on missions also had to have their mentor help activate it.
That's why Zhang Haoran called Lü Fengrou today, asking her to come and help activate it.
When the two arrived on the third floor, the Martial Artist guarding the floor immediately greeted Lü Fengrou, "Hello, Teacher Lü."
"Hmm."
Lü Fengrou responded and then led Zhang Haoran into the third floor.
Upon arriving at a smart machine, he quickly handed over his martial arts certificate. Lü Fengrou glanced at it, said nothing, and took out her own martial arts certificate. She helped him activate the mission permissions.
After activation, Lü Fengrou pointed at the screen and said, "These are the four units that issue missions. Remember, I'll explain them to you in detail."
The screen showed four entrances.
"Military Department Missions"
"Detective Bureau Missions"
"Police Department Missions"
"School Missions"
Lü Fengrou explained, "For you, Police Department missions are not necessary to consider. Because Police Department missions involve targets who are usually violent criminals. They generally have hot weapons. And a single mission only rewards tens or hundreds of thousands in cash.
School missions are also meaningless to you. School missions are generally about sparring, martial arts competitions, or running errands.
What you need to look at are Military Department missions and Detective Bureau missions. The rewards for these two types of missions are very generous.
But Military Department missions mostly reward special resources and military points. So I recommend you choose Detective Bureau missions.
Generally, the targets of Detective Bureau missions often possess considerable wealth. So they are very sought after; it depends on your luck."
Zhang Haoran nodded, then whispered to Lü Fengrou, "Teacher, can I use my family's security company to help me find people?
Also, can I bring some hot weapons, not firearms, but mainly auxiliary ones like flashbangs, tear gas, and smoke grenades?"
Lü Fengrou looked at Zhang Haoran strangely, then said, "If your family has its own security company, then bring some hot weapons. If the opponent doesn't have hot weapons,
You should try not to use them. If the opponent also has hot weapons, you don't need to be scrupulous. Remember, Martial Artists don't care about these things.
Staying alive is the most important thing. Use everything you can. The key is to understand why you're going out to do missions.
Is it to earn money, or to improve yourself? You can even say you're just doing it to kill people and gain courage. In short, you need to understand the purpose of your actions."
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