Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Hand Out
Out of the corner of his eye, he found that the young man's eyes had been staring at the two stones, ready to move, and he looked like he wanted to take possession. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"I don't even have a passbook, I'm really poor." Yi Ping scolded indignantly, and then went to turn over the old man.
The old man was cleaner, as if he had just been sacked by greedy robbers.
"It's really unlucky, good things have been done in vain." Yi Ping spat on the ground, and his gaze turned to the tied youth again.
The young man shook his head in embarrassment, indicating that he had nothing good on him.
Yi Ping also shook his head and said, "I don't believe it." And he stretched out his hand, and took it out to the young man.
Sure enough, this guy had nothing of value at all except two hundred dollars in change. Yi Ping casually pulled out the lump of cloth stuffed in his mouth, which turned out to be a few socks.
After gathering the money, Yi Ping began to count them one by one, whispering the number in his mouth, and neatly stacking them together after classifying, and his appearance of counting vigorously made the tied young man keep rolling his eyes.
Fifteen minutes later, Yi Ping stretched comfortably. He had counted all the money on the ground, three thousand one hundred and three dollars, seven corners and eight cents.
Flapping his fingers, Yi Ping immediately calculated that his current funds could pass the threshold of 10,000 yuan.
"The money is still too little." Thinking that the money for 500 tons of rice had not yet been settled, Yi Ping sighed secretly.
The young man had been patiently waiting for Yi Ping to finish counting the money, and he didn't dare to say a word in a low voice during the period, for fear of disturbing the other party and causing the number to be wrong.
Yi Ping was quite satisfied with the young man's attitude, and after counting the money, he pressed the money to the ground with the two stones, and then untied him.
Yi Ping's young man exhaled, and after making a few movements to comfort his body, he instructed him to tie up the two unconscious people, and then sit in the middle of Old Man Bu's group.
When Zhang Haofang woke up, he found that he and his companions were tragic, and they were tied up with the shape of "seeing death as home" and couldn't move. The man who did it was so vicious that the rope was so strangled that it sank into the flesh, and the pain was so painful that it made his teeth clench.
He immediately recognized the man who had taken them captive as the boy who had been singing with a disjointed pentatonic voice, but now it seemed that the ridiculous way of singing was to let his guard down.
"The other party is a master, careless." Zhang Haofang immediately understood what he was wrong, but now it was too late to regret it.
Looking at the barbarian companion again, I found that he was even more unbearable, and my heart couldn't help but be horrified.
Zhang Haofang knew that his companion You Keqing's terrifying methods were unguardable, but he didn't expect that at this time, he was like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied by a bully, hanging his head weakly, and his face was completely disgraced.
"Barbarians, they can be bullied to this step." This completely subverted Zhang Haofang's understanding.
Except for Old Man Bu who was lying on the ground, the other three people were already sitting in front of Yi Ping, and Yi Ping originally wanted to show his hand in front of those three guys to wake up Old Man Bu and make another shock, but he felt that those just now were enough.
So let the old man fall unconscious, lest he wake up and be annoying.
"You know what?" Yi Ping didn't have any emotion on his face, but there was a very unhappy taste in his tone and said, "This is my territory, do you still have rules?" When I went to class, in the middle of the night, I actually came here, obviously trying to slap me in the face. ”
Zhang Haofang heard this, and the muscles on his face twitched.
"Your sister, we have already explored, this is the library of No. 2 Middle School, when will it become the territory of your student?" He whispered.
"Hmph, I know what you think, bullying me for being young, isn't it? Bullying me won't do anything to you, will you? Yi Ping's face changed suddenly, his voice became louder and louder, and Zhang Haofang, who was facing him, had already been sprayed with a lot of foam on his face, "Do you think I don't dare to kill people and set fires, destroy corpses and destroy traces?" ”
"I ...... I had no choice but to be arrested. The young man bowed his head and muttered.
Yi Ping ignored him, and saw that the guy lying by the door who wanted to shoot the black bricks was still a little stubborn, and decided to put some dry goods out.
"It seems that you are still not convinced." As he spoke, he picked up the wooden fish on the ground and glanced at the barbarian witch casually.
You Keqing's heart was cold, but it took him nearly 20 years of hard work to subdue the ghost baby inside, and this time he came out with great confidence.
But he failed twice in a single day, which made him feel very awkward.
What made him even more desperate was that at this time he was no longer able to communicate with the ghost baby in the wooden fish, which meant that the ghost baby had abandoned him.
When he saw Yi Ping pick up the wooden fish, he couldn't help but show an expectant look on his face, he secretly hoped that the ghost baby was still in the wooden fish, after all, the two had communicated for twenty years, and they also had some feelings, if it was possible, he had to retrieve the wooden fish.
Seeing the look of the wild witch, Yi Ping smiled slightly, picked up the small mallet, and knocked it gently.
"Tuk Tuk"
Zhang Haofang recognized that the wooden fish was a companion, but when he saw Yi Ping knocking on the wooden fish, he felt that the other party was a little inexplicable.
Although Zhang Haofang is not a barbarian witch, he also has a certain understanding of the knowledge of barbarian witches.
He knew that the barbarian witch had his own wooden fish, and it was after ten or twenty years of nourishment and communication that the ghost baby could obey the instructions of the barbarian witch.
He couldn't believe that Yi Ping was a barbarian witch, and he didn't believe that Yi Ping could use the especially affectionate wooden fish.
Not only Zhang Haofang didn't believe it, but even You Keqing and the young man didn't believe it either, they looked at Yi Ping with blank faces, not knowing what he knocked the wooden fish for, maybe out of some weirdness, playing tricks before shooting.
Suddenly, the moisture in the air suddenly condensed, and a gust of cold wind blew slowly in the room, and several people present couldn't help but shiver.
Zhang Haofang and the young man couldn't help but be shocked, of course they knew what was about to happen, because You Keqing had done it not long ago, and it was done cleanly, and the young man and Bu Lao were the victims.
You Keqing looked at the wooden fish dumbfounded, and his body kept trembling.
As a barbarian witch, he is most familiar with this scene, and it is clearly the prelude to driving the ghost baby.
"You...... You...... How did you do that? You Ke stammered.
At this time, he already knew the reason why he couldn't communicate with the ghost baby before, and it turned out that the other party had already surrendered the ghost baby.
"No way, this can't be." You Keqing's eyes were blank, he had lost focus, and he muttered in his mouth.
In order to subdue this ghost baby, he not only spent a lot of assets, effort and time before he succeeded in the end, but the young man in front of him seized it in less than an hour.
You Keqing felt a surge of grief and indignation in his heart, thinking of his days full of hardship, as well as the joy of instant success, which seemed to this young man to be a joke.
"Poof" is especially sad and indignant, his chest is stuffy, and a mouthful of blood spurts out.