The two of them spoke in drooling voices. Qin Feng frowned. It was good that these two guys still had something to learn, and they actually knew that there were people coming from behind.

"I didn't say that. You two can't leave. We'll leave together after they come here to refuel and make money!"

"What the hell, aren't you working here?"

Suddenly the two people asked dissatisfiedly.

"Business can't be done. Just let them in if they want to go in later. I can't stay here any longer. There will be a big storm soon. Anyone who goes in will die!"

The 1.6-meter-tall middle-aged bald man at the gas station stretched out his hand, grabbed a handful of sand, and said.

"What? Big storm!"

"Then we have to leave quickly, otherwise we will all die here!"

The two were about to leave, but were held back.

"Oh, it won't take long, hurry up and work, and wait until you finish making this money before leaving!"

Then the three people started working and unloaded the oil from the car. Qin Feng stood in a corner and watched this scene.

"Big storm?"

He then clicked on the database to check. The big storm was the sandstorm in their no-man's land, and it was very destructive. For such a small gas station, when the storm came, it would definitely destroy everything. Destroy it, so they want to leave here after making this money.

However, Qin Feng was curious, weren't they afraid of being killed? After all, these warriors came from all over the world, and it should be normal for them to have a few perverts.

He took a closer look and saw that the two people were using their true energy to unload everything from the car.

"It turns out he is still a master warrior. No wonder two people are so confident in sending oil here."

"There was an explosion just now at the entrance of the valley. My camera was damaged. They must have come in, but I don't know why there was an explosion. Fortunately, they came in early."

One of the thin men raised his hand and smiled happily.

"Okay, hurry up and do it. They should be very fast. Make sure to get the gas station ready before they come. We are professionals!"

Another man with a melon head slapped him in the face and reminded him.

"Yes, we are professionals, fast!"

The three of them were busy, and Qin Feng then stepped forward.

"Huh? Who are you!"

They jumped instantly, and the three of them looked at him warily.

Because they didn't notice Qin Feng's existence, this guy seemed to appear out of nowhere.

"I'm here to cheer." After he translated, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Five thousand a bucket!"

He said loudly, even if it was the local currency, it was equivalent to more than 3000 Qin Feng's local price.

"So expensive?" he asked tentatively, and then the three of them laughed.

"If you buy oil, there will be programs you like in it!"

Among them, the gas station owner smiled with his chapped lips raised slightly.

"Is there a woman?" Qin Feng asked with a smile.

"Of course."

Then he paid the money and was ready to find out.

But to my surprise, I was locked inside as soon as I entered the door.

"You are very rich, why not die here, no one will know, and with your money we will build a tombstone for you!"

The gas station owner outside the door sneered, then made a goodbye gesture and turned to leave.

Qin Feng thought that some real slaves were captured for a show, but he didn't expect that it was this kind of killing method.

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