General, you can't marry him!

The owner of the grocery store is a fat man, with shrewd eyes shining in his small round eyes. He originally owned a large property in the San Lehman Empire, but unfortunately, he committed a fraud later, so he had no choice but to push his fellows out to take the blame. Who would have thought that that guy would be useless, he would not survive the prison and was going to confess him, after he heard the news, he had no choice but to ask a killer to kill him.

As luck would have it, the killer was arrested and confessed to him after drinking cold water.Killing people will pay for their lives. Fortunately, he knew it early and packed up his things and ran away.

Unexpectedly, the smuggling that he said in private almost spent all his property, but he was sent to this ghost place, so he had to go back to his old business. Although it was just a grocery store, after a few years, it gradually became up the climate.

After all, whether it's the gangsters in the Central District or the guys who were cheated like him, they all have needs, right? Who hasn't ordered the good stuff at the bottom of the box?Even the only little guy who is not an outsider has learned to hunt and survive?

Thinking of the benefits brought to him by the blood of those Kolya rats, the owner of the grocery store narrowed his eyes happily, counting the days, that kid should be here today... Just as he was thinking, he heard a ding dong and hung up. The bell at the door rang, and a thin figure pushed open the door and walked in.

Zhuo Yifan put the bag containing the mutated mouse skin on the counter: "Boss, this is the mutated mouse skin."

"Oh, okay, okay..." The grocery store owner rubbed his hands, with a flattering smile on his lips, and looked at Zhuo Yifan eagerly.

Zhuo Yifan tilted his head to look at him, with a puzzled look on his face: "What's the matter? It's still the same, just two buckets of water."

"Well, where's the blood?" The boss reminded kindly.

"Oh, this." Zhuo Yifan suddenly realized, and took out the bottle of blood from his pocket, but did not put it on the table: "This, I don't want to sell it."

"Sell?" The grocery store owner withdrew his smile, and his face was twisted into a sharp expression: "Boy, what do you know?"

"I know what I should know, such as the value of this bottle." Zhuo Yifan said calmly, with no fluctuations in his tone: "I am here this time to get back what you owe me. The items on this list You have everything here, which is just equivalent to the price of the mutant mouse blood I gave you in the past, and you can even make a profit, which is very good value."

Taking out a piece of paper and throwing it to him, the owner of the grocery store snorted, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, pinched the piece of paper with two fat fingers, glanced at it casually, and immediately became furious!

"What do you think you are?! You actually want az2000, which is a potion that even I can't afford..." The grocery store owner felt insulted, and raised his head to scold this ignorant boy with a growl. Then when he threatened to sever the deal and asked him to continue to obediently provide himself with free mutant mouse blood, his voice stopped abruptly.

The safety of a light energy gun has been opened, and the dark muzzle is facing him.

It was a model from a few years ago, and the owner hadn't taken good care of it, and the matte paint had peeled off in places, but he had no doubts that this gun was capable of blasting a big hole in his chest.

"For example, if you kill me, you will not live." The grocer's brow gleaming with oil began to sweat, trying to convince the thin and frail boy with words.

"I know, so it's best not to let me shoot, eh?" Zhuo Yifan rarely moved the corner of his mouth, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which made the grocery store owner even more frightened.

The eyeballs in the almost invisible small eyes squeezed by the fat rolled quickly, the air seemed to have frozen, and beads of sweat as big as beans flowed down the fat □□ gap.

Zhuo Yifan sighed, turned the muzzle of the gun, and pulled the trigger. There was almost no sound. There was a hole the size of a washbasin on the solid wood sofa next to the counter. The fibers were burned and carbonized, and there was a choking smell in the air. Burnt smell.

"I'll count to three." Zhuo Yifan didn't say any more, if the owner of the grocery store really didn't cooperate, then killing him would also achieve his goal.

"three two……"

"I promise! I promise! I promise... woo...don't shoot, please, don't shoot! I'll give you whatever you want..." The owner of the grocery store had tears streaming down his face, his spirit was almost Crashed, even in the process of fleeing, he was never pointed at with a gun.

For the first time, his life was truly threatened, and the great fear of dying in the next second made this man unable to control the muscles on his body that should be tightened.

There was a bit of agitation in the air that had been mixed with various flavors.

Zhuo Yifan frowned fiercely.

The grocery store owner shook his fingers, took out the medicine listed on Zhuo Yifan's list from the safe behind the counter, and pushed it to him.Zhuo Yifan picked it up and put it in his pocket, the muzzle of the gun was still pointed at him steadily.

The glimmer of hope that the grocery store owner had just raised disappeared suddenly, and he broke down and began to cry: "I have already given it to you! I have given it to you..."

"Two buckets of water." Zhuo Yifan reminded him helplessly.

"Oh, water!" The owner of the grocery store opened the door of the compartment where the goods were stored, and a compartment full of water piled up like a hill, trying to squeeze a flattering smile on his greasy face: "Your water! "

Zhuo Yifan picked up the two buckets, turned and went out.

The hysterical sobs and vicious curses of the grocery store owner sounded behind him, Zhuo Yifan didn't pay any attention to it, his time was running out.

Back home, Soria was still sleeping, and Zhuo Yifan woke him up.

"What's wrong?" Soria rubbed his sleepy eyes and glanced at the communicator watch. He only slept for two and a half hours.

"In half an hour, people from the Dandelian Medical Research Center will come here and take the two of us away."

Soria stared at him blankly, with a dull expression on his face.

"You'd better eat something first to replenish your strength." Zhuo Yifan handed him a bottle of potion: "Drink this, you should feel better." Unscrew the lid of the bucket you brought back and pour out two glasses of water , grabbed a glass and drank it, and pushed the other glass in front of Soria.

Soria took the vial in a daze, looked at the bluish liquid inside and the label of the imperial standard on it, and jumped up: "az2000! Are you going to rob?!"

Zhuo Yifan tilted his head, his face brightly puzzled: "Is it so obvious?"

Soria is like a shark smelling blood, all the cells are excited, and he quickly thinks: "Could it be that you saw that I was exhausted and injured again, you are so poor, you have no money to treat me , When my heart ached, I went to rob a bottle of az2000 to heal me and replenish my energy. Because I didn’t kill the grass and roots when I robbed, I will be retaliated by someone soon, right?”

Zhuo Yifan's eyes were finally no longer calm, and turned into a shock of "how can you be so narcissistic".

Soria smiled mischievously, stopped being mad, opened the bottle cap, and poured the bottle of potion into his mouth.As for why he trusted this boy who had just met for a few hours, Soria didn't know, maybe it was the pure seriousness shown in the boy's words and deeds.