All Heavens Shocked: I have a plug-in recycling template

"Brother Huan, how are you going to pay this bounty?" At this time, Master Gou and Er Lu came forward anxiously and asked.

They felt that those quacks could no longer hold themselves back.

If it continues like this, I'm afraid there will be a fight outside later.

Lin Huan said: "Open the door and let the leaders in one by one. Don't forget to ask them to bring their own proof of receiving the reward."

"Yes, Brother Huan!"

"Why don't you hurry up and open the door?"

"Yes Yes Yes Yes."

The staff in the Shanghai Tang Comprehensive Protection Hall did not dare to hesitate at all.

The pressure is too much!

It’s better to finish dealing with this dazzling silver mountain quickly.

The unlucky four-eyed boy was naturally qualified for this job again: "Dear masters, since the amount of the reward this time is too huge, we need to make careful calculations. We also ask each master to send a representative with proof of receipt of the reward. , and then enter the hall to figure it out together.”

After hearing what Four-Eyed Boy said, the garrison outside and the members of the Crocodile Gang put down their guns and took off their guard.

Seeing this, those Jianghu forces immediately started discussing.

Soon, they walked into the protection hall with the oil paper wrapped in the broken pieces of Brother Kun's body.

"Ahem, abbot, what should we... do?"

Those Shaolin disciples were seriously injured, so nothing was captured during the encirclement and suppression.

After all, almost all the Jianghu people who participated in the encirclement and suppression lost their minds under the temptation of huge rewards. In that case, it was extremely rare for those Jianghu people to save their lives.

But getting them to share the spoils of war is even more difficult than climbing to the sky, and they might even be killed together as evil spirits by people who have lost their minds.

At this time, all the Shaolin Temple disciples could not help but look bitter.

They worked so hard, but it was all in vain.

After traveling thousands of miles from the Shaolin Temple to Shanghai, it took a lot of time, energy and money, but in the end they didn't even catch a cent. It seemed that the Shaolin Temple really had to disband this time.

Buddha, please manifest your spirit!

Just when all the Shaolin disciples were feeling discouraged, the Shaolin abbot showed a confident expression that said, "Don't be afraid, I have everything under my control."

At this time, the Shaolin disciples also noticed something strange about their abbot. In his arms... he seemed to be kicking a small bundle.

Later, the Shaolin abbot also walked into the protection hall.

At this time, Lin Huan came to the center of the field: "Master Gou, Er Donkey, you are responsible for the weighing. How is the arithmetic of the four-eyed boy over there?"

When he heard Lin Huan calling him, the four-eyed boy quickly replied: "Senior Monk, no problem!"

"That's good, everyone, the distribution of silver coins will be handed over to this staff member from now on. If there is any oversight, just talk to him." Lin Huan patted the four-eyed guy on the shoulder and said to everyone.

"What?" The four-eyed boy was stunned by this sudden shock.

He is just an ordinary employee in the protection hall, and he can entertain people, but he does not have the qualifications or courage to do such a big thing.

Those charlatans look more terrifying than the last. If they make a mistake, why don't they tear him alive when they get angry?

Seeing Four-Eyed Boy standing there stunned, the senior executive Liu quickly stepped forward to encourage him: "Four-Eyed Boy, no, Ah Si, you can do it! You can do it! Come on! After this time, I will directly promote you to the position of manager!"

"oh."

"Quick, quick, hurry up and get the weights!"

"What are you drooling over! It's not yours anymore! Move now!"

Under the instigation of the senior executive, Old Liu, the staff in the protection hall finally got busy.

After the weights were moved in, representatives from various factions spontaneously lined up.

One by one, they weighed the fragments of Brother Kun's body in an orderly manner.

"Thirty pounds!"

The first one to weigh in was a local martial arts gym owner in Shanghai.

The owner of the gym could only be considered second-rate in martial arts, but he couldn't stand up to the many apprentices and guns he had under his command, so he got the top spot - Brother Kun's arm.

The four-eyed boy counted and recorded the data.

"Ten pounds and twenty taels!"

"Five pounds and four taels!"

As the counting progressed, the four-eyed guy seemed to realize something.

Those things wrapped in oil paper...

"Gudu! Gudu!"

The four-eyed boy didn't dare to think any more, he just carefully verified the data to avoid making mistakes.

Otherwise, these weighing things might be his fate.

The abbot of Shaolin entered the room late and was also the last one.

When he took out the bundle in his arms, everyone was shocked.

That turned out to be a heart!

A heart that is still beating after leaving the body!

"Monster--" The four-eyed boy was so frightened that he stepped back one after another and waved his hands in front of him.

"Don't be afraid. The monster is dead. Didn't you see it just now? This is just the monster's heart. It usually doesn't harm people."

"Normal?" Siyanzi became even more frightened upon hearing this.

At the same time, he also felt nauseated.

Those wrapped in oil paper were actually corpse fragments!

He actually touched it directly with his hand just now!

Seeing this strange beating heart, Lin Huan curiously stepped forward to take a look.

"Brother Huan, don't get your hands dirty, I'll do it."

Mr. Gou volunteered, put a handkerchief on Qi Qi's heart, picked it up gently, and then presented it to Lin Huan.

After staring at the heart for a while, a luck value interface suddenly appeared in front of Lin Huan's eyes, which surprised him.

——

[Reincarnation: Shang Kun]

[Luck value: 13]

……

It can be identified in this way, it's really a new world!

Lin Huan always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't think much about it.

After all, the reincarnation Shang Kun was torn into pieces, with his head, body and limbs scattered all over the ground.

His heart is now right in front of him.

Even if Brother Kun exchanged for a higher-level weird item, he shouldn't be able to do anything.

"But... how to deal with these body fragments?"

Lin Huan thought about it for a while and thought of recycling the template space, but in the end he just threw the abnormal heart in.

After all, this heart looks weird and troublesome, so the rest of the filthy things can be burned somewhere on the spot.

Seeing Lin Huan's heart disappear out of thin air, the pupils of the senior Lao Liu shrank.

No wonder the Marshal is so in awe of this mysterious young man.

It turns out... he is really the legendary immortal!

Seeing this scene, the leaders of the underworld forces were also shocked.

They can be sure that their eyes are definitely not blurry.

Then...

For a moment, everyone looked at Lin Huan in awe.

For Lin Huan now, this kind of occasion is no longer strange to him.

Lin Huan looked at Siyanzi and said lightly: "Have you finished the statistics?"

"Total...finished the statistics!" Siyanzi's eyes were full of light.

A living god!

He has a heavenly appearance, rich enough to rival a country, and amazing means.

This is almost the same as the "gods" in biographical novels!

"Then distribute the silver dollars according to the proportion. By the way, give those monks an extra 10%. I believe no one should have any objections, right?" Lin Huan did not lower his voice, and said it deliberately in front of everyone.

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[Author's digression]: Please ask for silver bills, please ask for silver bills, please ask for silver bills!