He walked over to the man on the ground, looked down at him coldly, and ordered: "Since you broke the rules, then pay the compensation as they said."
This time, a small box containing energy coins appeared on the ground in the blink of an eye.
Xiao Qiao picked it up immediately, opened it and counted them clearly.
Then he walked towards Ye Feng with a proud and brisk pace, like a victorious rooster.
An Shaochen stared at Ye Feng fiercely, this shameless inferior!
He remembered it and waited until he returned to his family to see how he could uncover this stinky bug.
While Young Master An was thinking of a thousand vicious ways to torture Ye Feng, Pei Huan directed two half-crippled robots to lift up the two paralyzed robots, then turned around and pulled An Shaochen directly out of the cave.
The magnetic storm outside had stopped at some point.
The way they left felt a bit dejected.
This made An Shaochen feel even more uncomfortable. Why did they just leave like that?
When has he ever suffered such a cruel treatment?
Brother Pei can't stand being bullied by this kind of person!
In the cave, Xiao Qiao came to Ye Feng and said righteously, "Brother, keep it. You deserve it! Two boxes, 150,000!"
There was still a hint of pride in his expression.
Ye Feng couldn't help but chuckle, feeling a little touched.
He thought this kid was extremely interesting. He didn't know anyone but he could help others to such an extent, and even managed to get 100,000 energy coins from those people by half-robbing and half-debting them. It was really not easy.
He sprayed some medicine on his hands to clean the blood, then took the box as he wished.
He handed back the fifty thousand along with Yingbao and Lanbao, and said with a smile, "Here you go. This is the first money you've earned."
"Haha, so you heard it."
Xiao Qiao scratched his head a little embarrassedly.
"I was just teasing him. I just can't stand his stinking behavior of acting like he's superior to everyone else, but he's actually nothing."
He pushed the box back.
"Actually, I'm quite wealthy. I'm not short of money at all. Really, and this is all earned through hard work. How can I take this money just for talking?"
"Little brother, keep this money and buy some good equipment. You are so skilled, this equipment is not worthy of you at all."
This is not just a matter of talking.
Ye Feng understood very well that if it weren't for this kid and the person behind him today, even if he won, he would have to work hard to escape.
Those people will never give up easily.
But telling this to a child...
Ye Feng looked at his clear and clean eyes and decided to give up.
He didn't take the box back, but put it directly into Xiao Qiao's arms, and said with a smile: "Keep it as pocket money. I won't thank you individually for lending me Yingbao and Lanbao."
"And," he glanced at the person next to Xiao Qiao and said implicitly, "Thank you."
He knew that this person was not standing up for him, but he was the real beneficiary, so he had to thank him.
The man raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Feng lightly, nodded slightly and then lowered his eyelids again.
This matter has been exposed.
"But little brother, you are obviously in urgent need of money now..."
Xiao Qiao over there was a little anxious and spoke a little bluntly.
Besides, anyone who sees Ye Feng’s tattered clothes can tell that he is extremely short of money.
"rest assured!"
Ye Feng winked at him and smiled carefreely: "With your skills, how can you not make money?"
"That's right!"
Xiao Qiao nodded vigorously, her eyes shining.
"Little brother, your Kung Fu is really good. The whip is not your best skill, but you can use it so well. Then wouldn't you be even more amazing with the nunchaku?"
"No, it's all very common."
He looked at Xiao Qiao with a smile, lowered his head to take out the bandages, and prepared to remove the armor on his arm first.
He continued calmly, "These are just life-saving tips. I learned whatever I came across before. As the saying goes, a jack of all trades, master of none, so I'm not truly proficient in any of them."
The martial arts class that Ye Feng attended back then was specifically designed to secretly train special talents for the country.
The masters have always told them that the purpose of practicing martial arts is to strengthen the body, defend the country, and save lives in critical moments.
Therefore, there are only two standards for learning martial arts there. One is to be able to fight, and the other is to be able to withstand a beating!
Therefore, the intensity of their training (being beaten) is extremely abnormal, and they are required to learn and master all kinds of martial arts.
In the words of Master, no one knows what you will have at hand in a critical moment.
A stick, a piece of rope or even a leaf may become your last life-saving thing.
Ye Feng admits that he is not the best at anything, but he is recognized as the best fighter there.
Ye Feng's left arm has stopped bleeding. In fact, the injury is not serious. The medicine Xiao Qiao gave him is very effective.
But the two injuries on his arms were enough to make him feel uncomfortable.
When removing the armor from his arm, Ye Feng found it inconvenient to use one hand, so Xiao Qiao reached out to help him obediently.
Then he asked, "Little brother, what's your name? Can I add your terminal number?"
He liked this brother very much and thought it was very cool when he blasted the hole.
There is a person who dares to confront those arrogant and domineering people directly. He has high fighting ability and is also interesting. Anyway, I just can't explain his temper.
Ye Feng turned on the terminal and handed it to him: "You can add it."
He had no idea how to add it, so he let the child figure it out himself.
This straightforward and defenseless look made Xiao Qiao smile.
He fiddled with it twice very quickly and said, "Okay, I added it. So your name is Ye Yi, Brother Ye Yi."
Ye Feng paused, then opened his mouth to correct himself: "My name is Ye Feng."
Even though it was just a name, he still felt it was better to be honest.
"Okay, Brother Ye Feng."
Xiao Qiao blinked and followed suit, tactfully not asking any more questions. She simply said, "I think this name suits you better. I like it!"
He used his left hand to help support the armor and his right hand to help tear the cloth strips, happily.
Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh and teased the child, "The equipment doesn't match it, but the name does?"
Xiao Qiao nodded and said seriously, "This name is impressive. My brother's skills deserve a name like this."
"Haha, I'm only A-rank, how can I be considered skilled?"
Ye Feng bandaged the wound skillfully with a few strokes, and Xiao Qiao helped lift the armor up and fixed it back in place, saying sweetly, "That's different. Brother's moves are much more powerful than theirs. I like them.
"Besides, considering my brother's age, A-rank is already very high. Most people only reach S-rank in their thirties or forties, so we can't rush this.
"And I have a feeling that my brother's spiritual power will be very high in the future."
Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh again: "You can even foresee this?"
After bandaging the wound, he began to collect the things one by one.
Xiao Qiao murmured, "Really, brother, my premonition was right.
"My family tested me, and I have a naturally sharp sixth sense. I can tell at a glance whether someone is generally good or bad, and the results are pretty accurate."
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