"I said, man, it's just wine fighting. If you don't dare to go up, you can say you don't dare to go up. Why do you pull so many reasons?"

"Puff..."

Lu Hua and Sun Wei couldn't help laughing, covering their stomachs. Some even burst into tears.

"A big fool!"

"Stupid, retarded!"

I'm afraid that only mingxinyue and he Xiaojie understand what Liu fan means. Liu fan is keen on picking up garbage, but at this time, even they are stiff.

"What?" Xiaolan is confused and confused. On the contrary, she is more lovely.

Liu Fan didn't feel at ease with the people's words. He repeated to Xiaolan again: "I'm not joking, I'm serious!"

"Ha ha Interesting. OK, take him to the back of the bar. There's a lot of rubbish. "

Sister Li's words rang out in Xiaolan's ears.

Xiaolan looked at him indifferently and said, "come with me."

Liu Fan follows Xiaolan. Xiaolan's steps are like a cat. Her attractive figure is set off by her black leather clothes and trousers, and her pride is set off by the two hills in front of her chest.

It's a high-class face. It's cool in America and China.

At this time, mingxinyue turns behind her and walks to he Xiaojie. She says with a smile, "go back first. I'm here."

He Xiaojie hesitated and said: "but, brother fan, he..."

"Don't worry, he'll be fine. Besides, you'll only disturb him here. I'll talk to him. " Mingxinyue's tone is beyond doubt. It's strange that Sister Li is in trouble.

He Xiaojie was awed by mingxinyue's aura and nodded timidly, realizing that this was not the place she could come to.

"Well, thank you!"

……

"Nah, the garbage you want."

Xiaolan and Liu Fan come to a dump behind the bar, where more than a dozen dustbins are placed one by one without any garbage spilling.

Liu Fan said thank you. He took out a woven bag, a pair of leather gloves, a mask and a small flashlight from his pocket and went to the first dustbin.

Xiaolan stares at Liu Fan and takes out so many things from his pocket. He thought he was joking. Unexpectedly, Liu Fan really starts to pick up garbage!

Is this man sick?

Xiaolan thought of this directly in her mind.

Liu Fan ignores Xiaolan's strange eyes. He looks around, and it's all wine bottles!

"Hey, this garbage is also a big income for the bar, but Sister Li doesn't like it. Just pick it up."

Xiaolan disdains to say, although the words say so, but it is full of contempt for Liu Fan.

Then she snorted and left. After all, the smell here is too strong.

Liu Fan didn't turn around. At the moment, there are stars in his eyes.

Although he's afraid of Bar Golf, he's not afraid of pills. He'll make a lot of money now.

"Ding, if the host finds a vodka bottle, a reward of 500000 yuan will be given!"

"Ding, if the host finds a Heineken beer bottle, 100000 yuan will be awarded!"

"Ding, if the host finds a bottle of domestic dry red, 300000 yuan will be awarded!"

"Ding..."

Liu Fan with infinite enthusiasm "Taobao", a large number of money into the account, just a wine bottle in the dustbin, according to Liu Fan's estimation, worth tens of millions!

"Ding, the host balance reaches 50 million, the system is upgraded twice, and the reward is doubled!"

"Ding, when the host picks up a thousand wine bottles, a thousand cups of buzui pill will be rewarded!"

"Ding..."

Ten minutes later, Xiaolan kicked the door open and said angrily, "Liu fan, time is up!"