"Wow, there are so many, so many." Zhang Yang drooled.
"Let's divide the spoils quickly."
"OK!"
The three people and the dog each took part of it, but a few guys also understood something and each gave a part to Ning Fan.
Because the current gap in experts in Imperial City is too large, resources need to be used to fill this gap. Otherwise, it will be difficult for Imperial City to gain a foothold in this troubled world.
Ning Fan smiled slightly: "If you take the initiative, wouldn't it be easier for us to talk to each other?"
"There is no need to say anything between brothers, we all understand." Hua Wuque smiled at Ning Fan.
"Well, it still requires everyone's efforts."
"Yes Yes Yes!"
Zhang Yang asked with a mischievous smile: "We got the stuff, but what about that person? Will he pay it back or not?"
"Of course we have to pay it back. What we pay attention to is credit first." Hua Wuque said.
"Oh, kidnapping someone for blackmail, and then even giving them credit."
Ning Fan said: "We can't confront them head-on yet, so that's enough, but we can do something to that woman."
"That woman's identity is definitely not simple. It can be seen from the clothes she wears that her status is very noble."
"What kind of noble method?"
"That means we can sell it at a higher price." Ning Fan said.
Hua Wuque immediately threw the two of them out. The Holy Son of Jiutian, who was wearing only a pair of big pants, looked at the people with an angry look on his face.
"Oops. What do you want to do with your eyes? You are dishonest." Zhang Yang rolled up his sleeves.
The Holy Son of Jiutian was furious: "You bugs, this Holy Son will never let you go. I will cut you into pieces and pull out your muscles and bones..."
"Tsk, the dragon doesn't roar, the tiger doesn't roar, the little holy son is so ridiculous." Zhang Yang disdained.
"Asshole, four bugs...I...wuwuwu..."
Hua Wuque then stuffed a smelly sock into Jiutian Holy Son's mouth. He inhaled sharply, rolled his eyes and fainted.
Several people also smelled the pungent sour smell and couldn't help but pinch their noses.
Zhang Yang said: "Damn fat man, these socks of yours are old, right?"
"It's true, but don't worry, Master Dao, this is a rare treasure."
A few people just rolled their eyes, this is so precious.
Hua Wuque quickly picked up the Holy Son of the Nine Heavens and said, "I'm going to hand over someone first. You put this woman on and hide."
"Um!"
Soon, Hua Wuque disappeared, came not far away and kicked the Holy Son of Nine Heavens away.
The old man who was looking for a few people over there suddenly came over. Hua Wuque was so frightened that he trembled all over and ran away.
"Stay!" The old man grabbed it with his angry hand, causing the void to vibrate.
It's a pity that Hua Wuque was one step early and escaped.
Seeing the Holy Son of Nine Heavens lying on the ground, the old man frowned and subconsciously locked his sense of smell.
"This smell is so shameful and humiliating..."
After waking up the Holy Son of Nine Heavens, the old man asked: "Where is the Holy Lord's daughter?"
"Elder, I... don't know, I just know that she was kidnapped by thieves together with me."
"Damn it, you, a holy son, can't even defeat that robber?"