Chu Yuan was even more excited, "Thank you, Daxian, can you give me some food? I'm so hungry."

Isn’t this a little more pediatric? Zhao Xueyan sent a few compressed biscuits for military purposes.

The most beautiful boy in Beijing in 1760 should not pursue the food that can be eaten too much, just be full.

Do you want to give him a magic tuxedo? Add a special protective mask? A tuxedo cost more than 100 million knives. Isn’t Chris Rosen still in his hands? It’s a bit of a loss to only replace McGrady Bowen’s relatives with such an important person. Adding a new black suit is not expensive.

In this world of Rong Mama and Jinsuo, there are martial arts skills after all, rather than just ordinary Qing dynasties.

He felt that Chris Rosen himself would definitely be willing to change.

To be on the safe side, he took out one of the three sets in the inventory and threw them to Chu Yuan, then whistled and turned off the screen and went to the office.

Even if the black suit does not start the combat mode, it only relies on its own fabric to prevent bulletproof and stabbing and unloading, which is far superior to ordinary technological stabbing suits.

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In the office, Ruan Mei looked at Mr. Zhao unexpectedly, "Brother Yan, are you in a good mood?"

Dr. Zhao nodded, "It's really good. I made a lot of money when I went out for a walk this time. Please help me get a bulletproof off-road vehicle. The model sold by the car dealer is fine. The faster the better."

It seems that the Peacock Puncher Blue Clothes who was swept to death by the stroke and shooting skills is still a third-rank civil servant. I have to find some corresponding information to check it out later.

When he was arrested by the yamen runner yesterday, Chu Yuan must have been wronged and wronged. Now that is not the case. Kill a third-rank article at the beginning? Or in broad daylight, in the capital.

This is considered to be a shame for Hongli.

It will soon be one of the most fierce rebels in the Dingqing.

The sweet potato era requires some such small stimulation. After all, in a hundred and eighty years, you can only say that with Xia Yuhe on the shore of Daming Lake, one or two ducks will disappear by magic.

In the romantic love story of Ziwei and Erkang, there is a stranger who is wearing a black suit, black technology anti-slap mask, and a bulletproof off-road AK explosion sweep. It is quite adjusting the atmosphere. Only romance is not iron-blooded, and the style is wrong.

As his thoughts turned, Ruan Mei went to arrange the car. He suddenly had a thought and wanted to see if Ruan Mei had any wishes.

"Ding, capture Ruan Mei's current wish, and hope that my grandmother will live for a long time and be healthy forever."

"Does the host spend 1 point, or 10 or 100 points of humanitarian merit to help the goal realize its wish?"

Recalling the comments on the magical powers again, "Even if there may be an accident in the dream-fulfilling process, it is just that the host consumes too little humanitarian merit, and you get what you pay for."

Dr. Zhao was speechless. If Sister Ruan worked so hard, if she could easily realize her wish, she would definitely not mind helping, but she would get what she earned... If you spend 1 or 100 points of humanitarian merit, can her grandmother live for a hundred years? Will she be healthy forever?

Flowers do not have enough humanitarian merits, accident...

Some accidents are unbearable weight in life.

Chu Yuan's wish is not realized unless his father really quit being willing to help others and spend all his money to help others.
Chapter completed!