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"Clean up the battlefield! Pack me all the value of these beasts!"

Qin Fan, who was standing in place, saw the figure of the old man flashing from a distance, and immediately said loudly.

The old man, who was a few hundred meters away, was immediately stunned when he heard Qin Fan's words.

What's that?

Clean up the battlefield?

Do you have to unpack these animals?

"Boss, what's the matter, what are you going to do with all this?" the old man said in a daze.

If Qin Fan is an ordinary person, it would be easy to explain.

But this is a demon that is even more rebellious than the Venerable One who has lived for hundreds of years!

Would these things work for him?

It has to be said that the old man fell into a fixed way of thinking.

In his opinion, well-it seems that Qin Fan is only reasonable if he doesn't eat the fireworks in the world!

"Less!

Too lazy to explain more to the old man.

Qin Fan took out a Qiankun bag from the storage space and threw it at the old man.

This thing was brought from the palace of the underworld.

took the bag that Qin Fan ran to this black and non-slippery bag.

The old man was even more confused.

It's a bag that can't even fit chickens, is this to pack these big guys?

, isn't it.

"Boss, can you pretend this?

"I didn't let you put it on for me! Unpack it for me one by one! Okay, hurry up—I'll wait for you outside!"

Throw down this sentence.

Qin Fan turned over with his hands behind his back and walked out.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Boss-!"

"Isn't that difficult for you?"

"My grass, what are you pretending to be!"

No matter what the old man behind him shouted.

Qin Fan didn't pay any attention.

The footsteps of the leisurely stroll are soothed and forward.

Rear.

The old man who didn't know each other didn't waste his tongue anymore.

He knew that he couldn't change the result even if he said that the sky would break.

Look at the little black bag in your hand.

Look at the carcass of the beast in that place.

The old man's face was full of ten grievances and eight grievances.

I want him to be too dignified.

A martial arts cultivation is strong and domineering.

But now it's not only a killer, but also a job of collecting corpses?

That's not the most important thing, the most important thing is that a small broken bag allows him to find a way to hold these hundreds of behemoths,, so.

"Grass, what kind of cheap am I doing!"

In anger, the old man took the small black bag in his hand and pulled it.

The next moment.

Something shocked him happened.

The small black bag, which was originally only a few fist-sized at the mouth of the bag, was pulled like this, and it immediately expanded several times.

In addition to being stunned, the old man reflexively pulled again.

This little black bag expands again!

"W-what is this?"

The old man muttered to himself in a daze.

He shook his head.

Looking at Qin Fan's figure walking away, he swallowed a few times in his throat.

Only then did he hurriedly walk towards the corpses of those half-spirit beasts!

.....

For the average person.

If you want to unpack and pack these hundreds of giant beasts, you can't do it in a few months.

But who is the old man?

That majestic energy turned into a sharp knife method.

An hour later.

The Qiankun bag has already loaded all the valuable parts of these hundreds of giant beasts.

Out of the old man's super obsessive-compulsive disorder, he even sorted and separated the parts of these hundreds of giant beasts one by one.

After finishing the matter, the old man dragged out with a black bag that was hundreds of meters long and stuffed to the brim!

An inconspicuous small black bag that looked only a few fist-sized bags actually contained hundreds of giant beasts, and the more he thought about it, the more terrifying he felt during his walk!

I feel terrible about Qin Fan's mysterious side!

However, in addition to feeling the horror, he also generated that surging excitement.

The more mysterious Qin Fan is, the more sufficient the back hand is.

Once Kunlun can really sit on the same boat with him, the picture - the old man can't think about it calmly.

"Boss, it's over! You definitely can't finish eating this, and you can't finish giving it away, do you want to sell it? If you are short of money, you can tell me! I'll go and empty the treasury of other countries and bring it back to you! As for the effort?"

Pulling the black bag back to Qin Fan's side, the old man said with a shy smile.

"Well-that's a good idea, I'll let you move the treasury again one day!" Qin Fan nodded approvingly.

"You still take my casual boss!" the old man glared, eager to give himself a few slaps.

"Come on, don't talk nonsense!

Too lazy to do those meaningless exchanges.

Qin Fan stretched out his hand to go over.

Silly oh.

The old man handed over the bag he was holding to Qin Fan.

I saw Qin Fan dragging the mouth of the bag and lifting it with force, and threw it violently.

There was a bang.

This black bag containing hundreds of giant beasts disappeared out of thin air!

See this.

The old man, who couldn't catch any trace of the black bag, froze.

"Don't talk, let's go! Go back to Jinling, and in the future, you will stay in the campus supermarket to help Amber sell goods!" Qin Fan, who knew that this old man wanted to mum again, stopped him in advance, and smiled lightly angrily.

"Boss, who is Amber?" was changed by Qin Fan, and the old man didn't think about the black bag anymore, and said reflexively.

"My subordinates, don't worry, it won't affect your freedom, you can go wherever you like, of course, without my orders, in the end, rub less by my side!" Qin Fan said.

"Well, none of this matters! I'm selling goods, do you have the money to get it?" the old man's face turned strange.

"Are you short of money?"

"I don't want to steal, I don't want to rob!"

"Okay, let Amber give you five thousand dollars a month!"

"Boss, it's okay somehow, can you lend me some money now?" The old man suddenly turned his eyes and looked at Qin Fan Dao solemnly.

Borrow money?

This guy borrowed money?

What rhythm is this?

Qin Fan was also a little confused, "What's the matter?"

"That's it, can you help me rush a million yuan of Kuaishou coins? I want to go and give some gifts to my big-breasted ass sister!" The old man smiled flatteringly, and as he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and handed it to Qin Fan.

"Roll the calves!"

Qin Fan, who was angry, paused for a few seconds, and then reprimanded in a deep voice.

Then he took off and spun.

It turned into an afterimage that even the old man could not capture, and quickly disappeared.

"Stingy!"

Puffed out his mouth.

The old man looked at the direction where Qin Fan disappeared, rolled his eyes, and shouted aggrievedly.

Then he galloped away!

When the afterglow of the setting sun has completely dissipated.

The veil of darkness began to fall from the sky.

Jinling Campus.

sent a > to Sister Yinuo, under the focus of countless complicated eyes.

Qin Fan turned a blind eye and walked leisurely towards the campus supermarket!

"Lord-!"

at the cash register.

As soon as I saw Qin Fan come in.

Amber immediately jumped up and exclaimed in surprise.

But before the word master could be finished, Qin Fan stretched out his hand to interrupt and stop it.

"Amber, I'll arrange someone to come over to your supermarket, and you can send him casually!"

Without letting Amber call out the word master, Qin Fan walked to the front desk and said softly.

"Yes, master!"

Although he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Qin Fan's gourd, he also knew that it was not like Qin Fan's style.

But Amber, as a servant, still sticks to the bottom line of her consciousness.

He didn't ask anything, nodded respectfully and whispered.

"Boss, boss, boss!"

Amber has just fallen.

A few shouts suddenly rang out from outside.

Listen to the voice.

Qin Fan couldn't help but shake his head in tears.

This old king and eight calves are really ghostly, and they have to follow him all the time!

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