Seriously ill, handsome man, I covered it

Chapter 339 Are They Starving Ghosts Reborn?
Huo Beimian couldn't believe it, the group of them had worked so hard for so many years, but they couldn't get rid of that devil Qian Sen.

How did the woman's husband Zhan Nanxiao make Qian Sen submit?
It has long been heard that the Zhan family is powerful, but it is unbelievable that they can extend their hands to the independent country F.

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The next day.

within country F.

Ning Chujin rushed to meet the crew.

Huo Beimian, on the other hand, took the blood to dance with them, and stayed with Zhan Nanxiao in the only six-star hotel in country F - Fan Xingsen.

A hotel with the theme of extremely realistically restoring the ecological environment.

Huo Beimian insisted on living in a suite with his own people.

Four bedrooms and two living rooms, each room is equipped with an independent bathroom, and there are two oversized balconies.

Standing on the balcony, you can overlook the swimming pool surrounded by dense forests below.

Tsk tsk, this environment is the simplest happiness that the four of them have been looking forward to for a long time.

In places like Ten Thousand Corpse Village, they often have no fixed place to live, and even food has to be robbed.

Where is it like now, just ring a bell and someone will come to serve you.

The four people looked at a table full of food, you looked at me, I looked at you, and finally looked at Huo Beimian.

They have a habit, every time they eat, they must let Huo Beimian do it first.

Because their food is really scarce.

Even facing such a large table of mouth-watering food, he still looks at Huo Beimian habitually.

Huo Beimian's heart was a little sour, and he reached out to take a chicken leg, "Brothers have suffered with me, from now on, I promise to let everyone eat delicious and spicy food every day, eat!"

Following his order, the other three people, especially the red fat man, put their hands together and let go of their stomachs to eat.

"Slow down, slow down, uh uh uh, leave that chicken leg to me!"

"Fatty Wang, don't eat up all the lobsters."

"Hey, I haven't eaten a bite of that foie gras yet..."

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In less than 10 minutes, a table full of dishes was wiped out like a storm.

The four of them fell on the sofa and hiccupped while touching their round bellies.

"Comfortable, boss, can we really eat like this every day in the future?"

"How much will it cost? You have to sell your blood again..."

"..."

Mentioning this matter that made them feel undignified, several people immediately lowered their heads and their morale was low.

At this moment, the door creaked open.

The eyes of the four people looked in the direction of the door.

Seeing Ning Chujin appearing in front of them in short T-shirt and shorts and a big cloak, staring at the mess on the table where the plates were almost licked dry, her eyelids cramped.

The documents in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Well, are you full?"

"Well, but it would be better if I had a few more baskets of dumplings." The red fat man burped while picking his teeth.

Uh, are these guys reincarnated from starvation ghosts?

Ning Chujin frowned, and gave Huo Beimian the four-point document in his hand, "If you want dumplings, you have to support yourself. If you don't want to continue selling blood for a living, just sign these."

"What?" Huo Beimian casually opened one of the documents, looking at the densely packed words on it, he felt a headache.

Throwing it to Xue Wu, "Xiao Wu, let's count how literate you are here, take a look."

Xue Wu took it, looked at the words on it, became more and more confused, and finally looked at Ning Chujin with poisonous eyes, "What do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)