"Haha, Old Man Meng, don't look like you're going to die. What does it mean to be willing to do it? It's not that serious!" Jiang Fan shook his head with a funny look.

"Brother, it may not be anything to you, but it must be regarded as more important than losing your life. My personal life and death, I think you are not me, I have to consider the future of nearly ten million people of the tribe!" Meng Bumi said with a serious and serious look on his face.

Jiang Fan was slightly stunned and felt embarrassed, and suddenly felt awe-inspiring. This kind of courage to take responsibility is really admirable. He comforted with a serious look: "Old man Meng, don't worry, I will help you with this painstaking effort, and I will definitely help you find the divine talisman pill!"

"Old man Meng, from now on, you must order the people lurking outside to do their best to increase intelligence collection. The focus is to monitor those people such as the God King, the God Emperor, the God Emperor, and the Lord of the Talisman. As soon as there is information, they will be passed to you immediately and immediately!" Jiang Fan suggested.

"Well, this intelligence collection is a problem, it requires a lot of funds. I, the Monks, are not rich, and I am not afraid of you to make fun of it. The people outside give less fees, so they mainly rely on their own business to manage some transactions!" Meng Bumi frowned and smiled.

"Oh, I'm short of money, it seems that I don't have enough money. Isn't the Saint bringing a lot of money?" Jiang Fan said in a daze without thinking, thinking that he was reluctant to let it go.

"Hey, how did you know that I have a lot of money?" The saint was stunned and questioned in surprise.

Damn, I accidentally said it was exposed! Jiang Fan was depressed and hurriedly defended: "I guessed it. You are quite enjoying life. I must have brought a lot of money!"

"No, you just took my talisman bag, otherwise how could you know I have a lot of money?" The saint was not easy to fool, and she made a brain teaser.

"Hey, why are you here again? I haven't taken it before, I really haven't taken it!" Jiang Fan immediately denied.

"Naran, what's going on?" Meng Bumi felt a little moved, and he understood a little, and looked at Jiang Fan and asked.

"Father, he has taken my talisman bag!" the saint hummed angrily.

"Take your talisman bag? It's impossible. You're not that kind of person. Besides, how much does it cost to you?" Meng Bumi was stunned and smiled disapprovingly. He didn't think Jiang Fan would do that. Besides, he heard that he had robbed hundreds of casinos in Dimancheng this time and got tens of billions.

"Father, it's not a matter of money..." The saint was depressed. Seeing that his father seemed to have forgotten the skull chain passed down by his ancestors, he reminded him.

"Hey, it seems that the floor has not been fully loaded yet. You have to do things with a beginning and an end. You should finish the floor first and then other things!" Jiang Fan hurriedly interrupted and said.

Meng Bumi was stunned for a moment and looked at the saint who was sitting next to him carrying a mop. He frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Yes, Nalan, you go to work first!" At the same time, he winked at the saint.

Meng Bumi is stupid. He realizes that Jiang Fan may have really touched his daughter's treasure bag and has not forgotten the skull chain. He has been studying that thing for more than 100,000 years and has gained nothing.

Since Jiang Fan took it out and saw it, it would be fine as long as it was not taken away, so I would not pursue it. Moreover, I am talking about big things now, and pestering it will make Jiang Fan embarrassed and maybe I am unhappy. Now the Monks still rely on him.

The saint saw Meng Bumi's eyes, and hesitated for a while, and mopped the floor as he said, staring at Jiang Fan fiercely. Jiang Fan didn't care at all and gave the provocative look in a tit, which made the saint hum and mopped the floor heavily to vent his dissatisfaction.

Meng Bumi naturally noticed that the two of them were frowning and smelling gunpowder, and they didn't care. The young man and woman coughed twice and explained: "Brother, I gave her the money from the girl. It's all the Monks' possessions. It's been accumulated easily, so it can't be used easily!"

"It seems that much, but it is not much. All the expenses of the institution in the clan are all allocated, which is enough for two or three months of expenses. Sudden expenditures must be considered, and the balance must be reserved. According to the plan, no more money will be allocated this month!" Meng Bumi then introduced.

"Of course, strengthening intelligence work is a big deal, but it costs a lot of money. I, the Monk tribe, have nearly 10,000 people outside. According to what you said, you will not spend 2000 to 300 million. This is too nervous. What should I do later? It's hard to be a family!" In the end, Meng Bumi cried poorly and cried in embarrassment.

Jiang Fan knew that the Monk tribe was not rich, and he didn't seem to say so miserable. He frowned and asked disbelief: "No, the Monk tribe is so big, can he have no income if he just goes out but doesn't enter?"

"Of course there are, but not many. As usual, it's okay. Are these three major forces looking for trouble? The monthly defense expenditure has increased to more than three times that of normal times. The income and expenditure are seriously unbalanced, so it's a tight end!" Meng Bumi explained.

"And I'm already preparing for the worst. I started hoarding grain and converting it into the mountains nearby, and purchasing and refining Fu Shendan. The cost is approximately 100 million yuan, and there is still...!" Then Meng Bumi turned his finger and counted the economic account in detail.

"Okay, okay, stop talking, let's do this, I'll get the assembly of the intelligence fee, but I must do my best to collect information!" Jiang Fan said speechlessly and had no patience to listen, and waved his hand to interrupt and said helplessly.

"Yes, I'm so grateful to you guys. Don't worry, it's easy to do things with money, and I guarantee that you will be satisfied! Haha, you are rich, you have gotten hundreds of billions from Diman City, haha!" Meng Bumi immediately said with a happy smile.

Damn, this old man is thinking about it! Jiang Fan was stunned and depressed, but then he thought it was nothing. Helping him is just helping himself. It is best to spend money to solve the problem, not to mention that there is money now.

Meng Bumi was very proactive and took out a treasure bag and handed it over. Jiang Fan glanced at him and took it, thinking about pouring out a billion treasure bag from his treasure bag.

"Happy, my brother is really extraordinary. In this way, I won't let you suffer any losses. From now on, the minerals in Mengcheng area will be developed with you and are tax-free!" Meng Bumi was very surprised when he looked at it. He didn't expect Jiang Fan to take action so generously. He was excited and immediately reciprocate.

The saint was also staring at the big man with his eyes wide open, and his mouth was open to O-shaped. The impression of Jiang Fan's greed for money and profits disappeared. It was one billion, and the Monks' annual income was only one billion.

"Old man Meng, don't be reluctant to spend it. As long as you can get information, useful and valuable information, it is worth spending a lot of money, just spend it with me. If it is not enough, I will give it to you!" Jiang Fan nodded and took the reward, and then he gave it seriously, worried that this old man would be stingy and bad.

"Okay, with you, you'll be sure to be fine. Who can't spend money? Haha!" Meng Bumi nodded repeatedly and smiled.

"Uh, Old Man Meng, the flowers must be justified, not flowers indiscriminately!" Jiang Fan was depressed when he heard this, and was worried that the old man would make plans, so he hurriedly reminded him.

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who is arbitrary. I will make a record of where the expenses will go and ensure that the expenses are justified!" Meng Bumi realized that he was overly excited and hurriedly explained.

"If you want to pick out four hundred talisman sacred masters as soon as possible, you must be absolutely loyal. It is best to complete it tomorrow and leave the people to my command!" Jiang Fan was relieved and nodded and continued to say the serious demands.

"Four hundred talisman holy masters! Uh, isn't there too many? Our clan only has about eight hundred talisman holy masters. Isn't it empty in strength? Will it be if you can get away with so many? "Meng Bumi was shocked and frowned and thought for a while.

"Damn, Old Man Meng, since you haven't even had such courage, you can just give it to me!" Jiang Fan said annoyedly.

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