Chapter 217

Qin Feng saw three question marks float past his eyes once again.

Just as he was about to speak,

Yang Tao suddenly reached out and pushed Qin Feng: "Boss, you should go back. My mind is in such a mess right now."

"If you stay here, I won't be able to do anything!"

"..."

Forget it, go home!

Qin Feng smiled speechlessly,

turned around, got into the car, and drove off with a single press of the accelerator from the Yijiaoyou Sect.

Only then did Yang Tao wave to Qin Feng and carefully instruct: "Boss, you must drive slowly and pay attention to safety."

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Watching Qin Feng's car disappear from sight,

Yang Tao then took out the last cream puff,

put it in her mouth, and savored it slowly.

After a while,

Yang Tao closed her eyes and said softly: "So sweet."

After finishing the last cream puff,

Yang Tao stretched,

and walked into the Hunshadian Sect full of fighting spirit.

But at this moment,

a car stopped silently opposite the shop.

Inside the car,

Zhu Tao, wearing glasses and a mask, turned around

and asked the old lady behind him: "Did you hear clearly what I just told you?"

"Understood, Boss."

The old lady responded, looked around the shop through the car window,

and then asked: "Boss, are you sure there are no surveillance cameras nearby?"

"Rest assured, I had people scout it out. There are absolutely none."

"Fine, then add another thousand!"

"What?"

Zhu Tao grew somewhat angry upon hearing this: "Didn't we agree on two thousand?!"

"Three thousand!"

The old lady directly held up three fingers: "You're asking me to commit fraud. This damages my yin virtue, so the money must be increased!"

"Fine, fine, fine, fine!"

Zhu Tao immediately pulled another thousand yuan from his wallet: "Three thousand it is! Hurry up and get to work!"

"Got it!"

The old lady took the money and got out of the car,

her small feet scurrying across the road,

and then immediately she became shaky and unsteady.

Upon reaching the entrance of the Hunshadian Sect,

the old lady saw no one on either side,

directly grabbed a handful of sand from her pocket,

and then smoothly stepped on the sand and fell down.

She turned her head to look into the shop,

and the old lady let out a wail: "Oh my! Oh my! Come quickly, come quickly! Where did this sand come from? It made me, an old lady, slip and fall!"

"Oh my, my leg, my leg hurts so much!"

... Corpse.