Baili Lao shook his head: "This girl is not stupid at all, you just look at it." ”

can be so free and wanton, I think she is assertive, so she shouldn't be a loser.

Su Man smirked and quickly looked around, and sure enough, he saw a beggar on the street a few dozen meters away, all sitting by the street, with a broken bowl in front of him, bowing his head and waiting for alms from passers-by.

Even the action is the same as in modern TV dramas, and sure enough, the beggar gang is still the same no matter how many years have passed.

Suman walked over and pulled out a piece of broken silver and threw it into the bowl.

When the beggar who originally bowed his head heard that, his eyes lit up, and he quickly picked up the broken silver baby in the bowl and was about to kick it into his arms: "Thank you, thank you, thank you kind people." ”

One hand suddenly grabbed the beggar's hand holding the silver: "Take me to your boss, and I will give you more silver." ”

The beggar looked up at Su Man, and saw that it was just a little girl in front of him, and couldn't help but be stunned: "What are you looking for our boss?" ”

"Of course, it's a deal, and it's guaranteed that you won't lose money." Su Man replied indifferently.

"What can you do with a little girl, go aside, don't bother me to beg." The beggar said impatiently, and was about to shake off Suman's hand.

"Is this enough?" Suman handed over a silver ticket with his other hand.

When the beggar saw it, it was actually a thousand taels, and now he couldn't believe it, and his attitude suddenly became so fast.

"The little girl has something to say, just now I was a dog who looked down on people, and I didn't know Mount Tai, I have eyes and no beads, I'll take you to our boss now." The beggar called out a passion, kicked the silver ticket into his arms, didn't want the broken bowl, and took Su Man away.

Su Man couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, there is money that can make the ghost grind. Fun read

It's just that the two of them didn't walk more than ten meters before a little beggar ran in front of them.

As soon as he saw Su Man, the little beggar hurriedly grabbed her: "Dead girl, you actually poisoned me, quickly take out the antidote, otherwise you don't want to get out of this street alive." ”

It was the little beggar who had bumped into Su Man before.

"Boss, why are you here, we were about to look for you, this little girl said she wanted to negotiate a deal with you." The beggar with the silver tael hastened to speak.

Su Man was surprised, but he didn't expect that the beggar in front of him, who was not good-looking and had just bumped into him, was their boss.

"What kind of business, hurry up and get the antidote to kill Lao Tzu." The little beggar glared angrily at Suman.

Su Man glanced at the red spot on his hand, and immediately understood, and touched his waist, and sure enough, the money bag on his waist was gone.

"In order to prevent thieves from stealing my money bag, I deliberately smeared the medicine powder on the money bag, and anyone who touches this medicine powder has two hands that are extremely itchy like ten thousand insects gnawing and itching, and if you scratch it with your hands, it will only be more painful and itchy, and the taste is simply worse than death." Su Man said quietly.

When the beggar who took the money saw it, he quickly returned to the place where he had been begging.

This little girl is so generous, and she also brought medicine powder with her, which shows that it is not simple, he should stay away from him for a little errand.

"Why is the dead girl talking so much nonsense, the antidote, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill you with a knife." The little beggar glared angrily at Suman.

Originally, he just wanted to get some money to spend, but he ended up moving rocks and hitting his feet, which is really damned.

"If you kill me, there will be no antidote, this is my exclusive preparation of medicinal powder, without my antidote, you will definitely be in pain all over the body within three days, life is better than death, and in the end, the flesh and blood are festering and blurry, like a rotting corpse, miserable."