"Shopkeeper, are you okay?" A gentle and concerned voice came from behind. When I looked back, it was Nana who had followed me and was looking at me with worried eyes.

Could it be that she cares about me?

Love it, love it.

Next time there is a shortage of four in the Internet cafe, look for her.

"Thanks, don't worry, I'm fine." After spitting it out, I felt much better. I wiped the corners of my mouth and tried my best to maintain my appearance in front of the goddess.

"That's it. The shop owner is fine."

"Yes, it's okay."

"Then I'll feel at ease."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm really fine."

"No, you have something wrong."

"I'm really fine."

"There's something wrong with you."

"I really..." I continued to argue, until a black, cold thing with holes was pressed against my forehead.

Behind her, from the back door, a line of waitresses ran out in an orderly and silent manner, like warriors who had experienced hundreds of battles. They surrounded me so tightly that I could not fly, and then took out a handful of microfluidics from behind.

, with a click, they all opened the insurance and looked at me with a serious look.

Ben Zina took the time to pick up the hair above her ears, and moved the muzzle of her gun forward to her forehead, her smile still warm and friendly.

"Look, Mr. Monkey, aren't you in trouble now?"

"..."

The familiar feeling, it's back.

Benzina is indeed still the same Benzina, and she deserves to be you. Breaking the Illusion, these details have been cut out, and the image of the goddess that I had finally built up in my mind has been cut out.

I sighed, but inexplicably, I breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Ben Zina like this... is quite good?

What is familiar is the best?

I was born to be a jerk, I'm very sorry.

No, no, no, being pointed at by more than a dozen guns, now is not the time to think about this. Let me think about how to deal with this kind of situation in ordinary TV dramas.

That’s not right, does this happen to TV dramas in general?!

I slowly raised my hands and my legs trembled: "Who are you? What do you want? Do you know that it is illegal for you to do this?"

"We have gun licenses."

After Ben Zina finished speaking, the waitresses held guns in one hand and flashed their IDs with the other hand.

No, why do you just pick up all the details to explain? Is this what I want to hear?!

Fortunately, Ben Zina has never been the Riddler. Before I could speak again, she revealed her purpose.

"Tell me, Mr. Monkey, what is your purpose in approaching our Royal Highness? What should I do to make you stop pestering Your Highness?"

No, who is Her Royal Highness!? I understand, Tia, right? The question is, when did I become entangled with her? What happened in the store just now, are you all crayfish?

"I understand, Mr. Monkey is a greedy and lustful guy, so how many tons of gold do you need to let our princess go?"

???

Although in the real world, gold is not very valuable to adventurers and the hard currency is gems, but in this fantasy world... is the setting the same? Can gold be calculated by tons?

I didn't understand, but I was shocked.

Seeing my dumbfounded expression, Benzina's eyes turned cold: "What a greedy Mr. Monkey, can't you even be moved by gold? He must have known the identity of Her Royal Highness a long time ago and prepared the lion's mouth."

Get ready, right, very good. If you win the bet, let's change the currency - how many barrels of crude oil do you need before you can let Her Royal Highness go?"

"..."

"Are you still unwilling to let go? Could it be that even this can't impress you? Could it be that your real target is the oil field? Tell me which one you have chosen. I'm warning you, Mr. Monkey, this is your last chance."

"..."

Seeing that I still refused to speak, Ben Zina slightly pulled the trigger, and the waitresses also raised their guns a little higher. The atmosphere was tense and about to explode.

At this moment, Benzina sighed slightly and put down the muzzle of the gun on her forehead.

"I know. In fact, I know everything. As expected of you, Mr. Monkey, who is greedy and lustful, wants to have both fish and bear's paws. Money alone can't impress you, right?"

Biting her lip, she took a step forward and held her chest high as if she was about to make a huge sacrifice.

"As long as you can leave Her Highness the Queen, as long as Her Highness the Queen can go back, if you want gold, crude oil, or oil fields, just ask, other than that... other than that... I will replace Her Highness the Queen and satisfy your greed.

It’s okay to have obscene and shameless desires.”

"Your Highness, this is not allowed!"

The waiters all exclaimed, if they weren't well-trained and well-trained, they would have been able to pull the trigger immediately and turn the man in front of them into a hornet's nest.

At this moment, there was an explosion not far away, followed by chaotic noises.

Linya, who had mysteriously disappeared just now, suddenly appeared, glanced at the scene, and said to Ben Zina: "Nana, stop making trouble, something happened, Brother Wu, hurry up and follow me."

"I'm not kidding."

Benzina muttered angrily, but under Linya's powerful gaze, she gave up and asked the waiters to put down the dangerous weapons in their hands.

"What's wrong? Where did you run just now? I almost..."

Uh... I almost got a few tons of gold, hundreds of millions of barrels of crude oil, an oil field, and even a Benzina.

Thinking about it this way, Linya Xiaonizi really committed a heinous crime!

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Chapter completed!