Chapter 155: Debt Collection Comes

"What am I going to do? You ran to my room in the middle of the night, and now you climb into my bed, what do you think I'm going to do? Zhang Ling said, deliberately making a gesture to pounce. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Zhang Ling, you are shameless, shameless!" Hua Feiyu was extremely fast, and a grunt jumped directly under the bed, and then quickly ran to the window.

"Hey, children are flexible, and they can't catch them if they want to." Zhang Ling smiled and waved his hand.

"You....... You....... Pay me back. After Hua Feiyu finished speaking, he directly took out a dagger and pointed it at Zhang Ling.

"Money? What money? Zhang Ling's eyes rolled and he decided to pretend to be stupid.

He knew what Hua Feiyu meant, when he participated in the competition, he said that if he won the game, he would give her 5,000 yuan, but at that time, he made a promise when he thought that the prize money was 100,000 yuan. Besides, now that Fei Yu is coming to collect debts, she can't get the money she wants to give, after all, the 10,000 yuan bonus is in charge of Murong Wan'er.

"Yo, Zhang Ling, your kid is thick-skinned enough, and you still pretend to be stupid for me at this time, right?" Hua Feiyu walked to Zhang Ling's side as she spoke, stood on tiptoe and stretched out her hand to pat him on the handsome face.

Zhang Ling didn't speak, just raised his eyebrows and smiled obscenely at Hua Feiyu.

"You........ What do you want? Hua Feiyu thought of Zhang Ling's action of throwing herself on the bed just now, and immediately retreated to the back with both hands to protect her chest, she felt that Zhang Ling had changed now.

"Is it because he is stronger than himself?" Hua Feiyu was estimated to be able to knock Zhang Ling down when she first met her, but now, Zhang Ling has the opportunity to push her to the ground at any time. And then how will he punish himself.......

"Oh, what was I thinking?" Hua Feiyu quickly shook her head.

"This, Miss Hua. At that time, I promised to share your 5,000 yuan, but I have been a little tight lately, can you slow down? Zhang Ling looked at Hua Feiyu and said with a smile.

"Hmph, you just got the bonus today, I don't believe you'll spend it so fast!" Hua Feiyu's face was full of suspicion.

"Okay, well, since that's the case, then I'll give you an IOU, once I have money, I'll call you immediately." After Zhang Ling finished speaking, he got up and came to the table, and took out a pen and white paper from it.

"I don't, I just want cash."

"Cut, then I really don't have any money on me, what can you do?" Zhang Ling's temper also came up instantly, and he slammed the pen in his hand to the ground.

"You don't have any money with you, so you can transfer money to Alipay." Hua Feiyu pursed her lips and said.

"Alipay doesn't have any money."

"What about WeChat red envelopes?"

"Why do you want to add me to WeChat to facilitate chatting?" Zhang Ling said, suddenly came to Hua Feiyu's side and smiled lewdly at her.

"Phew, who wants to add you to WeChat." Hua Feiyu said and jumped directly down the window.

"Alas, I've learned the bone shrinking skill, how convenient it is to steal chickens and dogs at night." Zhang Ling looked at the back of Hua Feiyu leaving, and couldn't help sighing.

After sending off the debt collector, Zhang Ling stretched his waist comfortably, jumped onto the bed and fell asleep.

In a daze, Zhang Ling was woken up by a quick knock on the door.

"Who? Aren't you afraid of disturbing the people early in the morning? Zhang Ling yawned and casually put a coat on his body.

"What's the matter, you dare to say that it's early in the morning, and you still have a face?" Murong Wan'er pushed open the door, grabbed Zhang Ling's ears and twisted them twice.

"Wan'er, Master Wan'er, you can't treat your champion apprentice like this." Zhang Ling cried out again and again in pain.

"Oh, stupid apprentice, it's really a long skill. Just won the first place in the drawing competition, and you are actually proud? ”

"Am I not proud of my master? The master has strength, and he is so long that he is so sunken and shy, and he is ashamed of the moon and flowers, even Chang'e in the sky......."

"Enough, hurry up and wash up, I'll take you out to practice swords in a while!" When Murong Wan'er spoke, she knocked Zhang Ling's head.

"Sword practice? Master, you want to teach me to be cheap? I feel that I can be your master in this regard......"

"What did you say, stupid apprentice?" Murong Wan'er glared at Zhang Ling fiercely, then handed him a peachwood sword and roared loudly: "The sword I am referring to is this kind of sword, not your character." Also, in the sword competition three days later, you can't be ashamed of your teacher by taking the penultimate place! ”

"Huh? You want me to participate in the sword competition in three days? Zhang Ling's eyes widened, where did he know what swordsmanship.

"Don't talk nonsense, do what the master says!" Murong Wan'er said and kicked Zhang Ling out of the door.

The house assigned to them by Maoshan was in a courtyard courtyard, and in the entire courtyard, only Zhang Ling, Shangguan and Murong Wan'er lived.

Zhang Ling stood under the tall jujube tree in the courtyard with a peachwood sword in his hand, and his brows suddenly twisted together.

Under Murong Wan'er's compulsion, Zhang Ling's back hurt from sword training, and his two arms were as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't lift them up.

It's just that under the deterrence of Murong Wan'er's Soul Devouring Whip, Zhang Ling gritted his teeth, thinking about what the master had explained, and he had to practice with tears in his eyes.

Shangguan pushed open the window, looked at Zhang Ling with a bitter face, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Hey, is Zhang Ling, the champion of the talisman drawing competition yesterday, here?" Outside, a young man in a Taoist robe walked into the courtyard with a peachwood sword in his hand.

Hearing that someone was coming to find him, Zhang Ling's eyes lit up, and he thought that he could finally take a rest now.

He cut his hair, ran to the Taoist priest, and raised his eyebrows at him: "I am the champion of yesterday, I don't know what this brother has to do when he finds his younger brother?" ”

"Oh, I don't have anything to do with you, but our senior sister has something to do with you. How about you come with me? The young man waved his hand at Zhang Ling.

"Okay, good, I'll go with you." Zhang Ling raised his feet and stepped out as he spoke.

"Come back, did I say let you go?" Murong Wan'er suddenly appeared behind Zhang Ling like a ghost and grabbed him by the collar.

After a long time, Zhang Ling realized that this analogy was not appropriate at all, because Murong Wan'er was originally a ghost!

"People kindly invited me over as a guest, and I refused so directly, it's a bit rude, right?" Zhang Ling turned around and smiled at Murong Wan'er behind him.

"Stupid, did I say you refused? I mean, when you get over there, you have to behave well and don't embarrass your teacher. When Murong Wan'er spoke, her fists clenched and gurgle, and Zhang Ling immediately felt a chrysanthemum tightening.

He followed the Taoist brother out quickly, and the two of them first walked a zigzag mountain road on Maoshan Mountain, and then went around to a residential area. In the end, the Taoist brother stood at the gate of a courtyard and said respectfully to Zhang Ling: "Daoist Zhang, please inside!" ”

"Don't be so polite, let's go in together." Zhang Ling also bowed to the Taoist brother.

"I don't dare to go in, you have to do it yourself when you go in." The Taoist brother patted Zhang Ling on the shoulder, and then ran away quickly.

", running so fast, what senior sister he said must be extremely ugly, look at it scares people." Zhang Ling walked into this small courtyard with his feet raised, and a fragrance came to his nose.

(To be continued.) )