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Li Gang's mouth was trembling, and he spoke a little incoherently.

Qin Fan came to the scrapped armored vehicle again and stood there, looking quietly at Marshal Yuan who was hiding inside.

"It's a pity that I was too impulsive. I didn't save Zhong Ningcai's life. The Spirit Heart Grass has not yet fallen, so why did I become impulsive..."

Qin Fan's hair was disheveled in the breeze.

With the grenade in his hand, the safety catch was pulled off.

Marshal Yuan suddenly thought of something when he saw Qin Fan's move, and hurriedly shouted: "I know Spirit Heart Grass! I know Spirit Heart Grass!"

"Oh?"

When Qin Fan heard it, his eyes lit up immediately, and then he threw the grenade in his hand into the distance.

Bang!
There was a loud bang, but no one was injured.

"Say it!"

Qin Fan stood outside the scrapped armored vehicle with a cold expression, like a huge mountain, with his aura fully open, overwhelming the people around him, especially Marshal Yuan who was hiding in the vehicle. Bean size.

A "speak quickly", like a mountain, hit the heart of Marshal Yuan.

Thinking about how he has been all-powerful for so many years, he has never been wronged so much.

But now his life has been firmly grasped by others.

I really answered that sentence, people are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be knifed; often walking by the river, how can they not get their shoes wet.

Winners and losers have to obey even if they are not convinced.

"You want me to say yes, but you have to promise that you will never kill me!"

Qin Fan's eyes could not see the slightest color, like a king's contempt, looking at Marshal Yuan, as if he could see through him inside and out at a glance.

"it is good!"

Qin Fan faintly spit out a word from his mouth.

After Yuan Dashuai heard it, his brows relaxed immediately, and he recovered a little in an instant.

He staggered out of the armored vehicle.

Zhang Lijuan, Zhao Dong, Wang Xu and three others.

When Marshal Yuan just walked out, he was surrounded.

Dashuai Yuan swallowed, and slowly said: "This Zhong Ningcai has a treasure box, and he must take it with him whenever he goes out."

"My subordinates once heard the conversation between Zhong Ningcai and the fake monk."

"As long as it can help him improve his cultivation, what herbs are he willing to give to the fake monk?"

"I think that herbal medicine is the spirit herb you just mentioned."

After speaking, Marshal Yuan paused for a moment, and sneaked a glance at Qin Fan's eyes, not daring to look directly.

But Qin Fan's complexion was unusually cold, and those eyes were even more chilling.

Although he didn't say a word, the sense of coercion immediately made Marshal Yuan tremble all over.

"Since Zhong Ningcai has nothing on him, the treasure box must be with the fake monk."

"Brother Qin, come with me!"

"I already knew exactly where this fake monk hid his things."

After finishing speaking, Marshal Yuan tried to walk in the direction of the inner courtyard with three steps in parallel.

Zhao Dong and Wang Xu quickly blocked his way.

Among them, Zhao Dong said very seriously: "Why, did Young Master Qin agree to let you lead the way?"

Marshal Yuan looked at Qin Fan with a full face of grievance.

Qin Fan frowned slightly, and said lightly, "Do you think I'm stupid, or a fake monk?"

"How did you know where he hid things?"

"Also, don't try to play tricks! It's useless!"

Upon hearing Qin Fan's words, Marshal Yuan quickly explained: "Didn't you blind this fake monk?"

"You say a blind man wants to hide something, where can he hide?"

"Especially here is my base camp."

What Marshal Yuan said seemed to make some sense, Qin Fan nodded his head acquiescingly, and said lightly: "Then you lead the way!"

After Yuan Dashuai heard it, he looked at Zhao Dong and Wang Xu, and then carefully passed between them.

Qin Fan followed closely behind.

Zhao Dong and Wang Xu also followed.

But Qin Fan waved his hand and said: "I can go alone, and you all cooperate with Sister Lijuan to clean up here."

"In order not to cause unnecessary trouble at that time."

While talking, Li Gang in the distance had already started arranging his men to clean up the corpses on the ground and bandage the injured security personnel.

Zhao Dong and Wang Xu all looked at Zhang Lijuan.

But Zhang Lijuan had already seen Qin Fan's thoughts, and nodded tacitly.

Following Marshal Yuan, the two soon came to the inner courtyard.

At a certain corner, Marshal Yuan pressed one of the bricks with one hand.

Then he took down the next wall brick.

In a short time, seven or eight wall bricks were taken down by Marshal Yuan.

Marshal Yuan was sweating profusely on his forehead, and he muttered, "Damn it, this old bald donkey hides in the corner and meditates every day. There must be no silver 300 taels here."

"Zhong Ningcai's treasure box must be hidden here!"

"It shouldn't be, why not!"

Qin Fan stood behind Marshal Yuan, looked at him coldly, and said lightly, "Don't try to play tricks!"

"You don't have much time left!"

After Yuan Dashuai heard this, he pried off the wall tiles even faster, and his fingernails were bloody.

Another two or three minutes passed.

After prying open a certain wall brick, Marshal Yuan was overjoyed. He reached out and took out a black wooden box, and handed it to Qin Fan with a full face of excitement.

"Look! This is the treasure box!"

In the hand, this small black wooden box is much heavier than expected.

Originally estimated with the naked eye, it was a weight of one or two catties at most, but it felt like a full ten catties in the hand.

When Qin Fan's left hand just touched the small black wooden box, he immediately felt an inexplicable feeling.

An extremely comfortable energy seemed to be flowing along the gap of the black wooden box, along Qin Fan's wrist and arm, towards Qin Fan's abdomen.

This energy is indescribable.

Just like the spring breeze blowing through the reeds, all the birds are fighting to stop among the flowers.

Refreshing feeling.

Deja Vu!

That's right!

It's deja vu!

This is the same feeling as the empty teacup in the inner hall of Miracle An's Doctor!
Qin Fan pressed the lock of the wooden box with his left hand, and gently opened a gap in the black wooden box.

A gust of spiritual energy instantly overflowed from the gap, the faint green, inconspicuous grass, its shape is exactly the same as the dog's tail grass that is commonly seen on the roadside.

But that spiritual energy was abnormally abundant, and the overflowing spiritual energy dissipated in all directions.

Qin Fan was so frightened that he closed the wooden box again.

That's right!

Absolutely!

This is the spiritual heart grass!

"Hahahaha, in this way, there is hope for Dad's illness!"

Qin Fan hissed a piece of cloth from his body and carefully wrapped the small black wooden box.

Then he hugged it tightly in his arms, fearing that something might go wrong!
After doing all this, Qin Fan walked towards the outer court without even looking at Marshal Yuan.

Yuan Dashuai saw that Qin Fan didn't seem to notice him, and his face was ecstatic. Then he stared with his right foot, grabbed the wall with his left hand, turned over in an instant, and then ran all the way.