"Hey, does Jingwei want to practice with Sister Guan Ya?"

Zhang Yuanqing saw another application form on the desk, which read: Captain: Guan Ya.

Team member: Jiang Jingwei. Just two, nothing else.

"Do you think Jingwei can be the team leader?" Fu Qingyang asked back, "This is what her family means."

Then why not let Jingwei follow Huoshi? Zhang Yuanqing said casually.

Even though he asked this question, he already thought of the answer in his heart. In a team, there must be someone with a clear mind, otherwise they will appear, and the captain shouted: "Boys, follow me, and I will kill Shura, the Bing Bishop."

Little ones go and go. Then the group annihilated.

From this point of view, although they are irritable and reckless, the fire masters still have self-knowledge... Zhang Yuanqing said: "Elder Fu, I want to accept the reward now.

He refers to a series of rewards such as clearing the killing dungeon, breaking records, destroying the evil camp, and clearing the most wanted list.

In addition to rewarding meritorious deeds, there are also large sums of cash and props, all of which are temporarily kept by Fu Qingyang. Fu Qingyang said that the headquarters has generously rewarded several very good props this time.

Now that the team is starting to form, Zhang Yuanqing wants to get the cash and props. Fu Qingyang nodded slightly, and said:

One more thing, the patrol team does not have a fixed office location. Based on the need for confidentiality, you'd better rent a place yourself, or like me, use your residence as your office location. "

I don't have a luxury villa like yours as an office... Zhang Yuanqing was thinking, and suddenly had an idea, and said: "Master, I want to apply for the use of my flat floor."

Allocating a set of flats worth tens of millions in first- and second-tier cities is the benefit of the members of the White Tiger Guard, and because he has won the favor of the guild leader, he has obtained a set of flats worth 20 million.

At present, the house is still under Baihuwei's account and has not been exchanged.

I can definitely use it as an office. The Queen and Little Green Tea don�t have a place to live in Songhai, so it�s fine to live there. I can live there occasionally, hehe!

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"It's hard to buy a large flat for 20 million yuan in the bustling area of ??Kangyang District, unless it is an apartment, but it will not exceed 150 square meters. If you want to use it to house players, it is too small and not decent enough."

Fu Qingyang thought for a few seconds, then said slowly:

"Let me give you a suggestion. The cheapest villa in Fujiawan is about 80 million yuan. This time, the official reward is 10 million yuan. You can sell a few items that are not commonly used. You can sell them yourself, or you can ask me to help you. Plus the 20 million I promised you, whatever you can make up, I will lend you the rest."

Why is Fu Qingyang so enthusiastic? Mr. Qian actually cares about such trivial matters. Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing immediately began to calculate in his mind:

Good-quality Transcendent props can sell for tens of millions. The Transcendent props I put in the gang warehouse are indeed not very useful. It�s okay to sell one or two, but even so, I want to make up eight. It's still hard to be sure, alas, the most expensive thing in the world is still the house price

Zhang Yuanqing immediately took out the fiery red half-finger fist and the large-caliber pistol, put them on the desk, and said:

"These two props can be sold!"

Thug fists and burst pistols are offensive props, which pose no threat to enemies in the Saint Realm, but seem useless to enemies in the Transcendent Realm. Coupled with the price of "reckless impulsiveness", the price-performance ratio is not high.

In fact, the bloodthirsty blade can also be sold, but Zhang Yuanqing is currently such a melee weapon, it is better than nothing.

Fu Qingyang glanced down at the props, picked up the thug gloves to read the item information, and after a few seconds, evaluated:

"Gloves are worth thirteen, and pistols are worth a thousand."

The latter was awarded to Yuan Shi by his hand, and he knew the value of the pistol.

23 million. Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "No problem!" JrNovels.com