The two Qingfeng heavy trucks boldly drove into the mountains, one in front of the other.
Enemy spotted!
Charge!
When the two sides clashed, Hanyu was responsible for quietly opening the micro-troop guarding the vehicle, while the others, without any worries, charged forward into battle.
The group turned into fierce tigers returning to the forest, causing chaos in the Aluminum Prison Gully.
After a morning passed, everyone counted their gains.
The calculations were shocking.
37 Third Level Ruined Beasts, 77 Second Level Ruined Beasts.
According to the professional team's 8% commission rate, the value of these goods after selling amounted to 7,670 points.
This was just half a day!
Assuming every day was like this, by the end of the year, the team's total gross income could reach over 5 million, with a net profit of over 3.5 million points after deducting costs!
At lunchtime, Zheng Tian sat on top of the heavy truck, giggling foolishly for a long time.
