Chapter 332, My Bamboo Horse He Closed Himself (35)
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Shen Jiu's account was transferred to the woman's name.
After Mr. Song helped her transfer her school status, the middle-aged man took them back to the ancient town.
After he threw the two of them into a room, he went out, Shen Jiu looked at the woman holding his clothes tightly on the side, frowned slightly, then sighed and asked her, "Who am I?" ”
The woman looked at her in confusion, as if she was looking at her in confusion, and then tugged at her clothes: "Nan, my ......"
She thought for a moment, didn't remember Shen Jiu's name, and stayed back, staring at Shen Jiu all the time.
Shen Jiu frowned and looked at her for a moment, and finally gave up the idea of going to her here to ask questions, stood up and prepared to go out.
The woman suddenly panicked.
She stood up abruptly, hugged Shen Jiu, and held her to prevent her from moving.
The woman cried out eagerly, "No! Don't go! ”
Shen Jiu's brows furrowed more and more.
She turned her head to look at the woman for a moment, then sighed, raised her hand and patted her on the back, skilfully coaxing her: "I'm not leaving." ”
Shen Jiu glanced at the door: "I'll just go out and come back immediately." ”
She gave assurances and threatened the woman: "If you don't let me go, I'll be angry." ”
Shen Jiu's tone was not heavy, but the woman still panicked all of a sudden.
She let go of her hand and said with some flattery: "Don't be angry, don't be angry." ”
Shen Jiu glanced at her, wanted to sigh, endured it again, hurriedly went out, and found the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was standing in front of a bald man.
The balding man was a little short, with a somewhat open mouth and big eyes, and he looked very ugly.
He took a cigarette in his mouth, stared at the middle-aged man, and then spat out the cigarette, his voice hoarse: "Oh? ”
Lukewarm tone.
The middle-aged man looked confident, and said in a firm tone: "This time, you are satisfied." ”
He leaned into the bald man's ear and whispered, "My niece is so good-looking, she was raised by a rich and noble family, with fine skin and tender meat." ”
He also deliberately "tsk" twice: "You must like it." ”
The bald man's eyes lit up suddenly, but he was still a little worried: "You said it was raised by a rich family?" Could it be—"
Big?
The middle-aged man enthusiastically sold: "It's okay, you keep it, as long as you take a few naked photos, these little girls, no one dares to say it." ”
The bald man was tempted and compared with him: "How much?" ”
The middle-aged man gestured: "Fifty thousand!" When he saw that the bald man was about to refute, he hurriedly said, "Don't be too expensive." I'm selling this to you, and it's not like a night's sleep, you can do whatever you want in the future. ”
He winced at the bald man: "It's only 50,000 yuan, you think about it for yourself." ”
The bald man was a little moved, and a little unwilling, and tried to bargain: "You sold your sister to Er Mazi at the beginning, but the person went crazy as soon as he got married, and he didn't run away, who knows if something will happen to you." ”
He also offered: "30,000, don't give any more!" ”
Shen Jiu hid sideways in the back of a house and quietly stared at them for a while, then took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera, and pointed it at them.
The two men were unaware of it, and were still loudly negotiating the price of selling her.