"What Lao Liu asked just now may be what everyone wants to ask." Pan Han blew out a smoke ring and looked around at everyone.
"Actually, I have no interest in unifying City Z. If necessary, then we can unify. But this unification will be entirely for the benefit of our development. Lao Liu, do you understand?"
"I don't quite understand."
"It's okay, you'll understand over time. I want to do a few things soon, and we need enough safe space in our base to do them. So we have to keep recruiting people and stockpiling weapons."
"We will do whatever Lord Pan says." Although Lao Liu didn't understand, he knew that following Pan Han was the right thing to do.
"Then let's do as we agreed. I'm leaving too. See you in a few days."
Pan Han didn't waste any words, stood up and gestured goodbye to everyone.
The others quickly stood up and bowed to him. Cheng Xiao couldn't bear to see him leave, so she grumbled and looked at him with resentful eyes.
Pan Han smiled at her and told her to be obedient and assist Boss Qin well.
Cheng Xiao didn't know what to say, so she nodded vigorously in agreement.
Pan Han returned to the small room on the second floor and traveled back to the shared house.
Just two minutes after returning, Yan Xiaoli sent him a WeChat message: "I'm not going home tonight. Doudou took me to a party with friends from the circle. It will probably be late at night. She booked a room for me and told me to sleep right away."
Pan Han replied okay, told them to have a good chat and have fun, and that he would go home tomorrow and tell them to contact him anytime if they had anything.
Nothing happened that night. The next day, Pan Han went to the suburban warehouse early and watched the masters unloading the goods.
After finishing the packing and seeing off the master, Pan Han stored all the supplies into the space and drove to go home.
After setting up the navigation, Pan Han realized that it was 300 kilometers from the warehouse to his hometown. He knew he had to fill up the gas tank and had already called the police.
About seven or eight kilometers out, there was a gas station. Pan Han drove in and walked directly to pump No. 98.
Such a nice car, you should fill it with gas.
The gas station attendant filled up his tank, then gave him a bill and told him to go inside to pay.
"Hello, checkout for gun number 22." Pan Han handed over the bill.
"Hello sir, the total is 770 yuan!"
"Oh shit, a tank of gas is so expensive! Luckily I'm a billionaire now, otherwise I can't even afford to fill up the gas tank." Pan Han muttered as he paid the bill and drove straight to his hometown.
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