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Chapter seven hundred and ninety third I owe me a favor(2/2)

But Su Ji can't let Su Ji know about this, otherwise it will make her worry in vain.

So, Qin Chao took a deep breath, and Yang Shen quietly came out of his body and floated in the sky above the intersection of Dongjie Street.

Su Ji sat next to Qin Chao, eating grilled wings and waiting for Qin Chao to wake up.

It seemed like this girl didn't notice.

Qin Chao suddenly turned into a golden light and disappeared into the night.

In an instant, he traveled several hundred meters and arrived at a small alley in the distance.

Then, Yang Shen condensed into shape, stood in the alley, and looked left and right.

It's quite quiet here and suitable for doing something.

"Han Bing, no matter where you are or what you are doing now, I, Qin Chao, call you and ask you to appear immediately!"

For demons, summoning them means calling their names.

Sure enough, after shouting, Qin Chao felt that the surrounding space was slightly fluctuating.

A sweet-smelling little girl wrapped in a white bath towel appeared behind him.

This girl's blue hair is still wet, dripping with water.

"Hey, hey, uncle, I'm taking a bath, why did you bring me here?"

As Han Bing spoke, he shook his head and the water droplets on his hair immediately disappeared and became very dry.

At the same time, the bathrobe on her body also disappeared, turning into a white dress in an instant.

"I don't mean to do it, I just want to ask you something."

Qin Chao teased this girl by the way.

"Hey, uncle is so awesome that he dares to take the initiative to tease others."

Han Bing tilted his head and glanced at Qin Chao with a smile, "Why, I haven't seen him for a few days. Do you miss him?"

"I don't dare to think about you. I just want to ask you something."

Qin Chao said.

"Oh, but I'm not Baidu, so I can't just ask questions casually."

Han Bing shook his head and said.

"Then what do you want?"

"Of course it's uncle's soul..."

Han Bing's hand scratched Qin Chao's chest twice.

"That is impossible."

Qin Chao sneered, "Then you go back, I won't ask anymore."

"Tsk tsk, don't be like this. You can negotiate the price when doing business."

Han Bing took Qin Chao's hand and said with charming eyes, "There are people who come and go, that's what makes it interesting!"

As she spoke, she raised a finger and waved it in front of her, "Let me guess, uncle must have encountered something that made him come to me."

"How about I play poker with you?"

"Playing poker? Did you take off your clothes if you lost?"

Han Bing raised his eyebrows.

Qin Chao glared at the girl, "Tell me your conditions."

"Tsk, uncle, don't be so direct."

Han Bing chuckled, "People like to be more subtle."

"Say it."

Looking at Qin Chao's cold face, Han Bing could only pout and said, "Well, I don't have any conditions. It's just that it's nice to let uncle owe me a favor. Do you have anything to ask?

Just ask. If someone is in a good mood today and wants to tell you, he will tell you."

"Who is Astaroth?"

"Oh my, that's a really big shot."

Han Bing exclaimed, "Uncle, have you offended her?"

"How do I know? If I wanted to know, why would I ask you?"

"Okay, okay, I just don't want to talk dryly."

Han Bing said, and with a slight movement of his hand, he got an extra bottle of black pine root beer, and gestured, "Uncle, can you drink it?"

"If you don't like drinking, please tell me."
Chapter completed!
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