Pan Qingbai laughed out loud: "Some of these things are still inedible." For example, tissues.
“Zhu Ran, this is a space I obtained by accident. It can hold a lot of things, but I’ve only told you about it. Remember to keep it a secret for me. If you agree, I’ll share some of everything I get in the future with you.” Pan Qingbai said, which made Lu Qingyan feel like she had gotten a good deal.
"Who goes there?" someone asked gruffly, arrogantly saying, "Let me tell you, this place is all our territory now. If you dare to steal our things here, I'll shoot you dead."
"Sir, it seems the country hasn't issued any regulations legalizing firearms yet?" Pan Qingbai said lazily as he walked out.
"Heh," the man sneered, saying disdainfully, "Who was I playing tricks on all day? It was just you, a pretty boy. What, trying to steal supplies from me?"
"The things are here, whoever gets them keeps them. There's no such thing as first come, first served these days. If you're really capable, you can take them all. It's a pity, there aren't many of you with so few people," Lu Qingyan's voice came from the side.
What's most precious now isn't the colorful money of the past, but the few remaining supplies. These things are becoming increasingly scarce, and there's no way to produce them anytime soon.
Lu Qingyan couldn't let something like this slip through her nose and fall into someone else's hands. It was originally unclaimed, so whoever took it should keep it. Why should she back down?
"So it seems there's no way we can reach an agreement. I'd like to see who's so bold as to try and snatch something from me." He said, taking a step forward, his imposing weight seemingly making the ground tremble.
Lu Qingyan glanced at Pan Qingbai subconsciously. Judging by his weight, she probably couldn't be a match for him. After all, although Pan Qingbai looked rather thin, he possessed lightning powers.
As expected, the man only had brute strength; one punch from him would leave a crater in the ground. Lu Qingyan didn't know how strong Pan Qingbai was, but his dodging and weaving movements were quite agile.
The man punched several times, but all his blows missed. His anger grew more and more obvious, and he even moved directly towards Lu Qingyan.
Lu Qingyan: ...
"Weren't you two supposed to be fighting one-on-one? How did you drag my side into this?" Lu Qingyan quickly dodged. The man, having missed his first strike, wasn't about to give up and clenched his other fist, slamming it down hard.
Now, Pan Qingbai finally couldn't hold back any longer. The purple lightning as thick as a bowl in his hand gathered deeper and deeper, and smashed directly towards him. A moment later, the entire supermarket was filled with the smell of barbecue.
Lu Qingyan felt nauseous at the smell.
Pan Qingbai noticed that Lu Qingyan's expression was off and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
Lu Qingyan shook her head: "I'm fine, I just don't really like the taste."
Pan Qingbai coughed and said, "I don't like this smell either, so I didn't make a move at first. But you—" Pan Qingbai hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll teach you some self-defense techniques in a few days."
Lu Qingyan said expressionlessly, "Brother Pan, if you're talking about self-defense, then I think I've already learned it. You really don't need to teach me."
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