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Chapter 129 Is it a middle-grade Qi and Blood Pill?(2/2)

Wei Tiangong maintained order.

Chen Fan was guided to a magnificent villa.

Walking into the living room, you will find carpets, chandeliers, sofas, soft beds, bedrooms, bathrooms, study rooms, practice rooms, etc.

Chen Fan curiously turned on the switch on the wall and was shocked to find that the light was on.

Also normal.

He thought to himself that in the entire Zhaojiapu, including the dead, there were thousands of people working for the three brothers. It would not be difficult to build a generator.

Go into a bedroom.

Start rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

I found several thousand dollars, some gold and silver jewelry, and some items not suitable for children.

A wallet was also found with an ID card in it.

Chen Fan took a look and realized that this room belonged to Zhao San. Of course, the name on the ID card was not Zhao San, but Zhao Haishan.

He put his ID card back and walked out of the bedroom door.

Found a second bedroom.

Start rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

This time, I had a good harvest. I actually found a bottle of Qi and Blood Pills, a martial arts secret book, and more than 10,000 yuan.

The martial arts secret book is called Flying on the Grass, which is the same as floating on the water. It is a body skill secret book.

Chen Fan opened it and took a look, suddenly realizing.

Putting it this way, that guy Zhao's sudden increase in physical skills should be the result of this secret book.

In this way, I have two body skill secrets and agility attributes, so I should be able to catch up quickly.

He opened the bottle of Qi and Blood Pill again.

He was a little disappointed that there were only three pills left in it, but these three pills, both in appearance and fragrance, were better than the previous low-grade Qi and Blood Pills.

"This should be a middle-grade Qi and Blood Pill."

Chen Fan muttered and poured the three Qi and Blood Pills back.

Putting all the money in his pocket, he searched around on the first floor again, opened the refrigerator in the kitchen, and found that it was full of things.

When I walked to the north, I found a basement.

He walked in curiously, turned on the light, and it suddenly became bright as day.

I saw that the entire basement was almost over 100 square meters.

There are rows and rows of shelves filled with all kinds of daily necessities.

Such as toothpaste, toothbrush, toilet paper, shower gel, etc.

There are also food items, such as canned pork, canned beef, canned fish, etc.

There are also many boxes of wine.

Liquor, beer, wine and more.

"These Zhao brothers really know how to enjoy themselves."

Chen Fan was sour.

Before he traveled through time, he had a dream, which was to dig a basement and store all kinds of things in it so that he could cope with the end of the world if it came.

This dream has obviously come true for the Zhao brothers.

He walked inside and saw that it was filled with snakeskin bags, stacked from the floor to the ceiling, and each bag was bulging.

"Could it be?"

He quickly stepped forward and opened one, only to see that it was filled with white rice.

I opened a few more in succession, and they were all white rice.

If the bags at the back were filled with rice, it would probably weigh tens of thousands of kilograms, maybe more!

I don’t know why they accumulated so much instead of exchanging it for money. Maybe they just stored it, just in case?

"Isn't it right?"

Chen Fan frowned slightly.

These three people will definitely not eat the rice.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he walked back, came to a shelf, and opened one of the bags. Sure enough, it was full of blood rice.

Chen Fan grabbed a handful with his hand, put it in front of his nose, and smelled it.

It is indeed ten yuan a pound of blood rice.

It probably weighs several thousand kilograms.

That's tens of thousands of dollars.

Chen Fan took a deep breath. From this point of view, the wealth of the gang of horse thieves he killed before was incomparable to the Zhao brothers.

"You can keep other things and divide some out depending on the situation, but for this ordinary rice, let's put all of it out."

Chen Fan thought to himself.

On the one hand, they are trying to win people's hearts, but on the other hand, these ordinary people are really miserable.

He walked to the door, closed it, and looked towards the second floor.

Zhao Er and Zhao San both live on the first floor, so who lives on the second floor? It’s easy to find out. I wonder what kind of good things will be in his bedroom?
Chapter completed!
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