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"Boss, do you think this fruit seems to be a little missing?"

After eating in the small restaurant, Chu Beibing and Tongtong came to the Black Moon Bodhi Tree.

At this moment, the Black Moon Bodhi Tree is larger again, and the fruits on the branches are gradually ripening.

"It's like it's a little bit less. ”

Chu Bei's brows furrowed, and there was confusion in his eyes.

His manor is located at the foot of the mountain, and the location is extremely remote, and it is common sense that there is no possibility of a thief!

Moreover, others don't know the magic of this Black Moon Bodhi Tree, and they won't be idle to steal this fruit!

"Boss, I counted it for you, and there are still 124 fruits on the tree. ”

Bing Tongtong's eyes swept over the branches, and after muttering, he pulled the corners of Chu Bei's clothes.

Hearing this, Chu Bei nodded slightly, and after confirming the quantity again, he poured a pot of water in his hand down.

戌時.

Knock knock!

"Boss, why are there still people here? It's a big night, and you don't let people sleep!"

Bing Tongtong stepped on the wooden board with her bare feet and looked at Chu Bei with a resentful expression.

"Good, open the door!"

Chu Bei patted Bingtong's little brain melon and pointed to the closed door.

"This is the last time! If anyone comes, they won't be able to open the door again!"

Bing Tongtong pouted, and her delicate little face was full of protest.

"Okay, listen to you!"

Chu Bei was slumped on the chair, comfortably crossing Erlang's legs, swaying casually.

If it had been before, and someone had knocked on the door on this big night, he would have paid no attention to it.

But now with Bing Tongtong, everything is different.

Open the door, welcome guests, ask questions, and trade, from beginning to end, the other party will take care of it, he just needs to lie down comfortably and collect money.

Anyway, you don't need him to go out, just move your mouth.

Click, the door opens.

"Brother pawnshop, I'm so sorry to bother you so late. ”

Shi Hao and Zhuo Bufan walked into the pawnshop excitedly, staring at Chu Bei on the chair with blazing eyes.

"It's not a good thing to know it's going to bother us!"

Bing Tongtong raised her head slightly, glanced at Shi Haozhuo and the two fiercely, and yawned lazily.

"You Nizi.... We have a few sides of the relationship, so you can't be polite to us!" Zhuo Bufan glared back at Bing Tongtong.

"Less nonsense, give money and get the goods!"

The indifferent voice fell, and Bing Tongtong took out two Blood Bodhi from his pocket.

Looking at the blood Bodhi in Bing Tongtong's hand, Shi Hao and Zhuo Bufan's eyes lit up at the same time, and their expressions were full of excitement.

"This is the fruit that allows us to open up and activate the spirit hole!"

After the excitement, Shi Haozhuo looked at each other, and without any hesitation, he took out a money bag from his arms and handed it to Bing Tongtong.

"Hurry up, don't send it!"

Bing Tongtong took the two money bags, and after handing out the blood Bodhi, he poked out and pointed out the door.

............

Click, the door closes.

"Boss, I'll go upstairs first! Don't call me if there's anything to do!"

After Bing Tongtong put down a cold sentence, he walked upstairs.

Since Huang Yuying and Wang Xiaohu left in the evening, as of the arrival of Zhuo Bufan Shi Hao, Wang Batian, Wang Yanxi, Gao Ming, and Gao Ziyi have already come.

Six Blood Bodhi were sold, making a net profit of 120 Spirit Coins.

After removing the two Blood Bodhi that Bing Tongtong swallowed, Chu Bei now has 52 Blood Bodhi left.

Knock, knock, knock...

After all the 120 spirit coins were put into the lottery machine, Chu Bei twisted his neck and also went upstairs.

At the moment, Chu Bei is cultivating as a four-star spirit master, and after all 120 spirit coins are invested, 380 spirit coins are still needed from the five-star spirit master.

It's late at night, starry.

The bright moonlight poured on the Anyi Road, quiet and comfortable.

............

Resident Evil Plane.

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

"Boss, our car is running out of gas. ”

On a large truck, a middle-aged man in a gray robe sat in the passenger seat, looking anxiously at the stubble man in the main driver's seat.

"There's a gas station not far ahead, and there should be a lot of fuel there. ”

The stubble man was driving the truck while paying attention to his surroundings.

On the other side, the Antarctic continent.

In the depths of the ice and snow, there is a semi-circular castle.

I saw that the gate of the castle was completely sealed, and only a few slightly larger windows were open to maintain the air circulation in the castle.

At this moment, in a hidden room in the ancient castle, a young man wearing a military hat was sitting upright on a luxurious chair, bored in front of various high-tech equipment.

In front of him were five huge screens, each with a satellite map printed on it.

"I haven't taken a shower for three days, and I'm sick to the smell of this body. Luckily, I'm the only one here, and I won't be disgusted by others. ”

A bitter smile tugged at the corner of the young man's mouth, and his expression was full of loss.

"Wang, Wang, Wang!"

As soon as the young man's self-deprecating words fell, a dog barked sound.

"I almost forgot about you!"

The young man turned around, his gaze resting on a sled dog in the corner, his already lost expression soothed.

Stomp, stomp!

The young man picked up the sled dog and walked slowly to a microphone.

"It's time for daily broadcasting again, how much I hope to be able to gain something! I don't know if the medicine researched by Dr. Li is useful!"

The sigh fell, and the young man cleared his throat and flipped the switch next to the microphone.

"This is the Antarctica Delta Special Forces Institute of Corpse Transformation, someone hears please reply, someone hears please reply...."Similar words came out of the young man's mouth over and over again.

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

"Chief, listen, listen!! It's signaling, I hear someone announce!"

The middle-aged man sitting in the co-pilot suddenly looked excited, excitedly held a square signal, and couldn't wait to hand it to the stubble man.

"Why are you still stupid, talk back! Maybe he can save us!"

The stubble man's expression also became excited, and he immediately told the middle-aged man in the co-pilot.

The middle-aged man nodded heavily, and then put the signal machine to his mouth: "Is anyone there?"

"Yes, I hear you!!This is the Antarctica Delta Special Forces Institute of Corpse Transformation! My name is Kaffa, who are you!" An even more excited voice came from the other side.

"Boss, did you hear that? He replied, replied!!"

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, the stubble man braked directly and snatched the signal walkie-talkie in his hand.

"Hello! I'm Lieutenant of Delta Force 1, Sloch! Now, how many of you are still alive there? Have you worked out a drug to solve the necrosis?"

The stubble man's voice trembled, with anticipation in his apprehension.