Um?

Still the same.

"Dean, your eyes are in the sand? Do you want me to help you with your blowjob?"

Blade looked at Flander with concern.

Flander's good mood was half missing.

This kid still owes him some money. What's the difference between this and an enemy coming to the door?

Flander closed his eyes.

"The battle is about to start tonight. Why don't you take a good rest here?"

The blade walked towards the shelf beside him and said with a smile:

"I heard that you are rich here, Dean, I'll see if you can get along with you and get a living."

Flander curled his lips disdainfully, looking at the deserted flies in this shop, making a fortune? It is possible to drink the northwest wind if this continues.

As for the food and clothing this kid wants...

Just because of this kid's appearance, he talks to the mouth that is ignorant of people...

If you don’t want to work hard, haha, he can eat soft rice and vomit, it’s the best one.

"Go back, I'm about to close my house, and I can't even protect myself, but I can't give you food and clothing."

Flander said helplessly, he just wanted to get this nonsense boy out soon, so as to save him from being uncomfortable with his rare purity.

"Director, don't be so anxious to drive people away. Just a joke, what kind of food and clothing are not enough? My sword is about to live a life of eating a bowl of rice and pouring a bowl of rice. Can you bother you for this little thing? I came today to see if there are any suitable items. If the price is right, I will take ten or eight out of the house."

Flander was shocked, so there was no need to rush to drive people away.

After all, they are all good students...

"This is what you said. If you leave this door empty-handed today, I will think you are playing tricks on me. The consequences of playing tricks on me, Flander... In the future, you will find that the master is actually very gentle." Flander lay peacefully on the easy chair and said gently in his magnetic voice.

Daofeng smiled and shook his head: "What a strict principal. It seems that it will be impossible not to have some blood today."

Flander yelled in his heart: "Blade, Blade, you kid fell into my hands today! You want to go out if you get some blood? Haha."

The blade touched his chin and carefully looked at a small white porcelain bottle in his hand, which looked pretty good.

After putting it back, I picked up a small rusty axe.

Shaking his head, it was a rusty axe. Judging from the material, it should have been used to chop wood.

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Carefully roll a scroll and put the blade back. The thing should be real, but a man's naked body painted his knife and someone disdained to enter the soul guide.

Squat down and pulled out a black stick from the bottom layer of the cabinet. It started with lightness, with mysterious patterns on it.

Put it back.

Dean Flander, you are still talented, and you dare to put a fire stick into the container. It is also mysterious.

Blade sighed and went to the container on the other side.

One after another.

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Flander couldn't stand it anymore, what were he doing? He had been slowing down for almost an hour!

A few guests came and they all left empty-handed.

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The blade came to Fland with his harvest.

A small white porcelain bottle, a small black stone that I don’t know what it was, a broken knife, and a heart-protecting armor.

Flander woke up from his drowsiness.

This is not pretending to be asleep, it almost fell asleep. It would be the same if anyone closes his eyes for two hours!

Daofeng smiled and said, "Dean, this is my choice. You can quote a price, and then let's discuss whether it is suitable."

Flander's lips curled up, boy, you are too naive! I'll get some blood today and treat it as the great Dean Flander to teach you some life experience!

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"Dean! How can we negotiate with you for such a bid? I don't want this! Is this OK? I don't want it!"

"You guys are so damn! What material is this heart protection mirror? What kind of handmade one? Look at this luster! Do you want you to have more than thirty golden soul coins? Do you dare to speak three golden soul coins?! Even if I go feed the dog, I won't sell it at such a low price! At least twenty-five golden soul coins, don't even talk about one less!"

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"Director! Think about the love between us! The teachers and students of Shrek Academy are just like family members! Is it not worth even this golden soul coin for the sake of our family?! Seven golden soul coins! There really can't be more!"

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"Okay, for your sake, there are only eight of them! When did I, Dagger, have done such a loss-making business?!"

You stole my lines, boy!

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"Next we have to discuss this little stone..."

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"Five Golden Soul Coins?! Dean, are you crazy? Do you want me to pick up a basket on the way out and sell it to you cheaply?! I can make you pay for all your pants with one piece of copper soul coin! A Ginseng Soul Coin! There is no way to be higher! If it weren't for your sake, I would have thought it expensive!"

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"Ten Ginseng Coins! Dean! This is 10,000 times the highest price I can accept! If you speak up and add one more child today, no! Next moment! Next moment, we will be merciless! From now on, we will be passers-by!"

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"Fifteen Ginseng coins! At least fifteen! If you dare to suppress another Ginseng coins, I will throw you out!"

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Blade put the things away and put the soul coins he should pay on the table and was concerned at Vlad, who looked as if he was too blue:

"Dean, what's wrong? We have done a big deal and should be happy."

Fland gritted his teeth and said, "Happy? I can't be happy at all when I see you boy!"

Blade shook his head and smiled, "You said it earlier, I will leave first, so as not to make you unhappy."

The blade slowly left towards the exit and left the door.

A voice slowly entered Flander's ears.

"Dean, I'll see you next time!"

Fland was so angry that he cursed.

"If you dare to come to my shop again, I will break your legs!"

After a while, Fland's violently undulating chest calmed down.

This was the first time he felt that making money was so difficult.

"Good boy, I can actually push Flander to this point..."

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Chapter completed!