Special Forces God Level Extraction System

In Li Wen's heart, he was extremely disappointed with Lin Kai.

He thought that Lin Kai could fight for him, but he was wrong.

Lin Kai seemed to be a special soldier, but he was too arrogant, relying on himself as a special soldier, he came to Pan Daqing's house alone.

Now the gun has also been taken away, and the recording pen has also been taken away.

They have nothing to do with Pan Daqing now.

They can't be beaten, and there is no evidence that they committed crimes.

Li Wen no longer trusts Lin Kai, so he can only find a way to avenge Xiaofang.

He pulled Lin Kai and found that Lin Kai was motionless.

Lin Kai looked at Pan Daqing with piercing eyes, and said, "Have you seen enough of the gun? If you've seen enough, give it back to me."

As soon as Lin Kai's words came out, Brother Wang immediately looked up at Lin Kai.

Brother Wang sneered, stood up, and came to Lin Kai: "This gun, do you still want to go back?"

"You fucking stole the gun, are you willing to take it?"

"This gun, I want it, go away! Stinky hanging hair!"

Brother Wang's attitude was extremely arrogant.

Lin Kai frowned, and sneered: "Hehe, it's really a toast and not a penalty, this gun, okay? I have better ones, do you want to see it?"

Brother Wang frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

At this time, before Lin Kai could speak, another person walked into the living room.

This man, about seventy or eighty years old, is an old man.

The old man was wearing patched clothes, a pair of straw sandals on his feet, and walked into Pan Daqing's house with a wrinkled five hundred yuan in his hand.

Lin Kai took a look and immediately recognized who came, it was the old village chief!

But the eyes of the old village head were not very good, after all, he was getting old, besides, Lin Kai was wearing very ordinary clothes, for a while, the old village head didn't recognize Lin Kai.

As soon as the old village head appeared in the living room, there was a burst of laughter. I saw a few young people surrounding the old village head, playing with the old village head's beard, showing no respect at all.

At this time, Pan Daqing also saw the old village chief and laughed: "Hehe, yo, isn't this the old village chief? Ask me, Pan Daqing, what's the matter?"

"You still have 500 yuan, so you don't know that Pan Daqing is celebrating my birthday today, so you came to give me a gift?"

Pan Daqing directly took the five hundred yuan from the hand of the old village head, and put it in his pocket without being polite at all.

The skinny man on the other side also smiled at this time: "Haha! I can't tell! Didn't this old man know how to listen before? Now he also knows how to hug Brother Pan's thigh? Hahaha!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone laughed and looked at the old village chief playfully.

On the face of the old village chief, there was also a simple smile: "Xiao Pan, yesterday there were military comrades who helped our village get down that big beehive."

"That big honeycomb is a rare thing. It sold for more than 10,000 yuan. I calculated it according to the people in our village. It costs 500 yuan for each family. After all, the honeycomb belongs to all of us."

"You keep the five hundred yuan. I'll go to someone else's house and send the money."

The old village chief said with a smile, after finishing speaking, the old village chief turned around and wanted to leave Pan Daqing's house.

When Pan Daqing heard this, his eyes rolled and he said, "Old man, wait!"

The old village chief turned his head, looked at Pan Daqing, and asked, "Xiao Pan, is there anything else?"

"Fuck you!" Pan Daqing slapped the old village head directly on the head: "Your name is also Xiao Pan? Brother Pan!"

Hearing this, the old village chief also had a helpless smile on his face. He looked at Pan Daqing and said, "Little Pan, when your father was still there, you were still good brothers with me. How can you call him Brother Pan? Isn't this a mess of generations?"

"Fuck you!" Pan Daqing almost kicked the old village head when he heard the old village head mention his father.

"Don't mention that bastard! There are 30,000 yuan in the family. Even if he donates it, he won't give it to me as a son. He doesn't deserve to be my father!"

Pan Daqing said angrily.

A bitter smile appeared on the face of the old village chief: "That's not the past, Xiao Pan, you are addicted to gambling, your father dare not give it to you!"

"Don't fucking mention my dad!" Pan Daqing was furious, and pointed at the old village head with a vicious look.

And the old village head was as wronged as a child at this time, standing at the door, not daring to say a word.

"You said, the honeycomb sold for more than 10,000 yuan, right?" Pan Daqing asked at this time.

The old village head is an honest man, he nodded and said, "Yes, I just sent money to a few, and I will go to other people's homes to give money later."

"So, the more than 10,000 yuan is on your body?" Pan Daqing asked again with a smirk.

The old village chief was stunned this time, no matter how honest he was, he still knew what Pan Daqing was planning!

At that time, the old village chief covered his pocket and said, "Xiao Pan, no, our village is so poor, this time we can finally improve..."

Before the old village chief finished speaking, he saw that Pan Daqing's people had already held down the old village chief, and Pan Daqing forcibly took out more than 10,000 yuan from the old village chief's pocket.

After seeing the money, Pan Daqing's eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly: "Hahaha! It's really fucking rich, this old man is really not a lie!"

The people in the room watched Pan Daqing snatch the money from the old village chief, but no one stepped forward to stop him. Instead, they all had sinister smiles on their faces.

"Hahaha! Brother Pan, it's over, I have to go to the restaurant today!"

"Yes, there must be more than a dozen dishes!"

Pan Daqing was also happy at this time, and said: "Don't worry, Pan Ge celebrates his birthday today, and the arrangements are absolutely clear!"

Brother Wang also looked at all this with a smile. He didn't pay attention to more than 10,000 yuan, so he didn't ask Pan Daqing for money.

But the old village chief watched his money being robbed by Pan Daqing, and for a moment, he burst into tears, and his old face was full of pity.

He is old, has no memory, and has forgotten who Pan Daqing is. In the impression of the old village chief, Pan Daqing has always been a child.

Only now did the old village chief remember that Pan Daqing is a scum who eats people and doesn't spit out his bones!

How can I go to his house to send money first?

I should arrange to distribute Pan Daqing's money at the end!

At that time, the old village chief grabbed Pan Daqing's arm and begged, "Daqing, it's really not possible. Every household in our village is looking forward to the five hundred yuan for food. Daqing, I know you are a good boy. Give the money to Uncle."

Pan Daqing looked at the old village head with a cigarette in his mouth, and sneered. He had no sympathy for the old village head at all. If it wasn't for the sake of the old village head's friendship with his father, he would have killed the old man a long time ago.

"Now, get the hell out of me! Let go!" Pan Daqing said arrogantly, pointing at the old village chief.

"Daqing, if you give the money to Uncle, Uncle begs you, and Uncle will kneel down for you!"

While talking, the old village chief knelt down on the ground tremblingly, his old face was full of helplessness and helplessness.