My personal school belle president

Chapter 244 All gone!

Whether it's a small family car worth 30 to [-] yuan, a sports car worth a few million yuan, or a super luxury car worth tens of millions, Qin Yang always accepts it with a smile.

After all, I have already said that I want 20 billion, so I can't break my promise!

Moreover, Qin Yang's system storage space is unlimited, and can hold any movable objects other than living things.

If it was replaced with other storage magic weapons in the ancient martial arts world, it would probably not be able to hold it long ago.

"Brother Qin, your magic has become so powerful."

Watching Qin Yang disappear a car out of thin air, Tong Lele's cute little mouth has never closed, enough to stuff a duck egg.

I fantasize about when I will have this ability, and I can set up a hot pot restaurant.

After installing the last luxury Lamborghini on the booth into the system space, Qin Yang estimated in his heart that it was far more than two billion. After all, there are more than a dozen luxury cars with tens of millions.

"Let's go."

Qin Yang said lightly.

"Brother Qin, you have taken so many cars, nothing will happen to you."

Tong Lele's pretty face showed worry.

Qin Yang smiled: "I think that President Yang will agree to change a car shop for the life of a young master. Let's go, didn't you say that they still have a few large supermarket chains in this city? Go around .”

"Huh? You still want to steal something."

Tong Lele's eyes widened, but there was a bit of excitement and excitement in her heart.

Stealing or something, I like it the most!
"It's not stealing, it's going to get it."

Qin Yang corrected.

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Dijiayuan is one of the largest supermarket chains in China. It has eleven branches in Tianhai City and is quite well-known as a brand.

With the help of the system, Qin Yang and the two easily entered a branch in the city center.

At this time, the supermarket has long been closed, and the shopping mall is quiet. The footsteps of two people walking on the clean floor are very clear. If it weren't for the dazzling array of brand-new products on the shelves, it would be like entering an empty city after the end of the world.

"Wow - this is amazing too!"

After entering the shopping mall, Tong Lele slowly let go of her restraint from the initial apprehension, excited like a little sparrow.

He picked up a can of drink and took a sip, or tore open a bag of potato chips and chewed them, or picked up a toy gun and played with them, his little face flushed with excitement. red.

This is freedom!That's what it means to be unrestrained!
Eat whatever you want, drink whatever you want, play whatever you want, take whatever you want, you can do whatever you want, no one will care about it, it's extremely cool.

Although it seems that this kind of behavior is a crime, the excitement cannot be described in words!
In short, it is cool!

Compared to the extremely excited Tong Lele, Qin Yang still had a flat expression.

If the previous "taking" the car was to collect debts, then "moving" the supermarket this time is tantamount to giving the Yang family a little punishment, so that Boss Yang will educate his stupid son well in the future.

The shelves can be moved, and Qin Yang didn't bother to take them one by one, so he directly put the shelves into the system space.

As for some commodities placed on the wall or on the ground, they can only be taken in piles.

Stools, spatulas, toothbrushes, mops, Laoganma hot sauce, Simmons beds, sofas, clothes, instant noodles, beer, children's toys... It doesn't matter whether the products are expired or not, and they are useful or not.

Tong Lele is also pushing a shopping cart to start shipping.

When I’m hungry, I unpack a pack of snacks, when I’m thirsty, I open a bottle of red wine, eat spicy sticks, lick ice cream, change into the clothes that look good, and step on the scooter.

Have fun playing.

About two hours later, the shopping mall with four floors was emptied by two people.Well, Qin Yang basically moved it all by himself.

Looking at the empty supermarket, Tong Lele swallowed gulply, and said embarrassingly, "Brother Qin, we...are we going too far, at least we should leave something behind."

"Okay, just leave something behind."

Qin Yang smiled faintly, took out something from the system space, and threw it on the ground. "Go, go to the next one."

Tong Lele: "..."

Next, the two raided three supermarket branches in a row, and it didn't end until six o'clock in the morning.

Back at Shen Lixiang's home, Tong Lele lay down on the sofa so tired that she couldn't even move a finger, but her delicate little face was always filled with a bright smile, and she never closed her mouth in joy.

It can be seen that this girl is also very excited.

After all, this kind of super exciting thing is only dared to think about it when dreaming on weekdays.

"I've already put a lot of snacks in your room, and I'll find you a magic storage device in the future. It will be much more convenient to eat whatever you want."

Qin Yang said with a smile.

"Storage artifact?" Tong Lele's eyes lit up, "Is it the same as your current treasure?"

The little girl has already started fantasizing. After she gets the storage treasure, she will go to each shopping mall to find out what she wants to get is a piece of cake.

"Almost, but you can't use it to do anything wrong when the time comes, or I won't let you go!"

Qin Yang also knew this girl's temperament, if she really got some treasure, she would definitely fall into trouble.

"Know, know..."

Tong Lele hastily assured her with a hey smile, but there was a sly gleam in her eyes.

-

After leaving Shen Lixiang's house, Qin Yang boarded the plane to go home.

At this moment, in a private ward of a hospital in Tianhai City, Yang Xuanhua, the president of the Yang Group, was furious and angry.

Looking at his miserable son on the hospital bed, Yang Xuanhua's eyes were bloodshot, like an irritated wild wolf, roaring loudly:

"I don't care who he is, if he dares to hurt my son Yang Xuanhua, he will pay the price!!"

Thinking of the results of the doctor's diagnosis and treatment just now, his heart aches!

The son's penis was blown to pieces, and even if it was repaired, it would not be able to "use" normally, and the chrysanthemum would take several months to recover.

This result undoubtedly made him extremely angry.

He would not listen to anyone's persuasion, and he only wanted to take revenge on the murderer who hurt his son.

There were still a few subordinates in the ward who also lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

At this moment, the door of the ward hurriedly opened, and a man in a suit with a pale face ran in hastily.

"Yang... Yang... Mr. Yang is not good!!"

The man in the suit was sweating profusely.

"What are you doing in such a panic! Speak calmly!"

Mr. Yang frowned and said coldly.

The man in the suit squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Mr. Yang, it's empty, it's all empty."

"What's empty?"

"Our company's car shop, all the cars in it disappeared overnight, disappeared out of thin air, not even one car, and dozens of barrels of oil are all gone! Everything is gone!!"

The man in the suit hissed.

Mr. Yang was stunned for a moment, and his face sank: "You didn't take the wrong medicine, did you, what nonsense did you say in the morning!"

"No nonsense, Mr. Yang, it's all gone! And all the surveillance cameras are broken! The security system alarms are all broken!"

While talking, the man in the suit took out his mobile phone and sent a video chat to the staff in the car shop, asking the staff over there to receive it.

When Mr. Yang saw the scene at the car shop from his mobile phone, he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't speak for a long time.

This... what's going on!

Mr. Yang shook his body, with an expression of disbelief, feeling that he was out of breath, as if something was strangling his neck.

"Oh!"

At this time, an obese middle-aged man also rushed into the ward.

"Mr. Yang, it's not good. Our four supermarkets have been stolen. Everything inside is gone, even the shelves and cash registers are gone!"

"boom--"

Mr. Yang sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed, his mind went blank and he completely lost his thinking.

"There's nothing left?"

Mr. Yang murmured with a dull face.

The fat man hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "There's still one thing left."

"what?"

Mr. Yang's eyes were somewhat colored.

The obese man licked his lips: "Every supermarket... has left a pack of spicy sticks."

"puff--"

Mr. Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground straight and unconscious.

"Mr. Yang!"

"Mr. Yang!"

"..."

There was a commotion in the ward.

(End of this chapter)