Naruto system rampages in another world

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The air in the secret room suddenly became a little cooler.

Although Qin Hao thinks there is something magical about this little fat man and he has a simple mind, this does not mean that Qin Hao really regards the little fat man as his brother.

The worst thing to say about him is that he is a bit cold-blooded and selfish. How can he easily recognize a brother? The reason why he brought the little fat man with him is because he thought that the other person might be of value, but if he got bored, he would definitely leave him alone. If you want to kill the little fat man, not to mention killing him, but some looting is indispensable.

Doing this may be a bit cruel and unkind to a simple little fat man, but for Qin Hao, who believes in the law of the jungle and preys on the weak, it is understandable.

In the final analysis, he has no feelings for the little fat man. At best, he has a good feeling, but it will not affect his decisive and decisive temper.

Qin Hao's eyes narrowed slightly and turned cold. He looked at the little fat man quietly, calculating the possible gains and losses in his mind.

"Brother, if you want these, I'll keep them for you. I don't want any of them. These are not spiritual stones." The little fat man said dejectedly, with an expression as if his parents were dead.

"what"

Qin Hao opened his eyes, walked quickly to a box, reached out to open it, took out a transparent spirit stone inside, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

"Isn't it fake? I didn't see it."

Qin Hao frowned and glanced at the little fat man again. After thinking about it, he took out a shriveled money bag from his arms. There were still a few spiritual stones left in it. He took out one and put the two spiritual stones in the palm of his hand. , closed his right eye, only revealing the Sharingan, and stared intently.

White, transparent, irregular, with slight spiritual energy fluctuations. There is mist-like liquid in both spiritual stones. Even the shape of the liquid is the same, but one can be seen flowing slowly, and the other is. Completely still.

"fake."

Qin Hao opened his eyes, pursed his lips, and then closed his Sharingan again. Only exposing his right eye, he couldn't find anything different. So he opened his eyes and stared at the little fat man with strange eyes, "You How can you tell?"

"I don't know either. Anyway, I know that these are all fake." The little fat man stared at Qin Hao for no apparent reason, which made Qin Hao's forehead hurt.

After looking at his face several times, Qin Hao gritted his teeth and said to the little fat man: "Put away all those spiritual stones and those white powders. Only take one box and keep the rest."

"Oh."

The little fat man responded listlessly and moved according to Qin Hao's instructions.

A few minutes later, all the boxes were opened and the boxes containing spiritual stones were put into the bracelets. The little fat man glanced at Qin Hao and only put one of the white powder boxes into the bracelet, ignoring the others. .

After kicking several boxes away, and then knocking over countless boxes, the white powder inside was scattered on the floor and floated everywhere in the room. Only then did Qin Hao and Xiaopang quietly leave with satisfaction.

Different from the relaxation when he came, Qin Hao's heart felt a little heavy when he left at night, and he was thinking about something in his mind.

There was no words all the way, and he quietly returned to the inn. Qin Hao closed the door tightly, then stared at Xiaopang with a solemn expression and asked: "Do you know what those white powders are?"

Seeing the confused look on Xiaopang's face, Qin Hao already had the answer in his heart without the need for an answer.

“It seems like I discovered something extraordinary, it’s really annoying.”

Taking a deep breath, Qin Hao opened the window and looked at the dark night rain outside. It was still early, so he sent Xiaopang to go to bed, and he jumped out with a cloth bag in hand.

Lu Laohu frowned and drank tea in his hands without stopping for a moment. He stared blankly at the open door outside. The sound of raindrops hitting the ground made him feel that his head was about to explode. Extremely irritable.

"Why don't you come? Nothing will happen?"

"No, no."

A man asked and answered himself, talking to himself in a low voice, as if he was being comforted by self-hypnosis, so that his nervous expression was slightly relieved.

Picking up the empty teacup, he put it to his mouth, took a sip unconsciously, put it down mechanically, licked his dry lips, and Lu Laohu sighed.

"Hall Master Lu, why are you sighing?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, which scared him so much that he almost slapped the cup on the table. He shivered coldly, raised his head suddenly, and looked at the person who had appeared in front of him with a pair of bloodshot eyes. Qin Hao.

Moving his eyes downward, he stared intently at the black bag in Qin Hao's hand. Lu Laohu's eyes widened, his breathing immediately became rapid, and he gasped and asked: "Dead. Dead."

"Well, dead"

Qin Hao replied coldly, his eyes gleaming with coldness as he observed Lu Laohu's expression very carefully. He stretched out his hand and threw the casually wrapped cloth bag into the other person's arms.

"The news is very accurate. It seems that you haven't been keeping an eye on him for a day or two," Qin Hao said seemingly casually. In fact, his whole body was tense and all his attention was waiting for Lu Laohu's performance. He wanted to see if Lu Laohu knew about the hall master's activities.

Unwrapping the package, there was a bloodless head inside. The hair was wet and stuck tightly to the bloodless scalp. The face was horrified, the eyes were bulging outwards, and the appearance of death was a bit scary.

After swallowing, Lu Laohu stared at the head for two or three seconds. After his face turned green and red several times, he slowly closed the cloth cover, tied it, and placed it on the table on the side.

After calming down the restless mood in his heart, Lu Laohu stared at Qin Hao with a complicated expression. His face showed happiness, fear, fear, joy, and many other expressions. When they were put together, there was a hint of ferocity. He said with emotion. : "Dead, haha, it's good to die. Lao Shi looks like a tall, honest and rough man, but in fact, among these hall masters, the ones I can't see through the most are him and the old fox. I always feel that they are the two of them. What secrets are hidden?"

"That house was discovered by someone under his command. He always goes there a few days every month. He thinks he hides it very well, but little does he know that I have seen it for a long time. Unfortunately, I have never had the chance to figure it out. What are you doing inside?" Lu Laohu paused, and then said with a hoarse smile: "But it doesn't matter if the person dies."

Lu Laohu seemed to really not know and no longer cared about the secrets of the dead. Qin Hao stared at Lu Laohu for three seconds and felt that the other person's tone and expression did not seem to be fake, and he felt a little relieved.

"Forget it, why are you thinking so much? It's none of my business. As long as it doesn't affect my ability to find the Leng family, I won't interfere in other matters." Qin Hao slowly sat on the armchair opposite Lu Laohu. , silent.

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