Chapter 227: The Highest Crime Rate

The old man's face was red from Zhuohua's words.

"Forty. That's a big deal, isn't it? The old man looked at Zhuohua with an expression that you have taken a big advantage.

"Four pieces!" Zhuohua rubbed his nose, his eyes shining with shredded starlight.

"Little girl, you're too ruthless." When has the old man ever seen someone like Zhuohua bargaining?

She's harder than anyone else can cut in half. It's really a zero.

"No, no, no, the four can't be sold, I'm at a loss." The old man kept waving his hand and refused. "Well, seeing that you are young, I will give you a little cheaper. Thirty medium-grade spirit stones, how about it. ”

"It's still a bit expensive, so let's see if it's okay to see five yuan."

People have reduced the price by ten yuan and ten yuan, and Zhuohua has regressed and risen one by one.

The old man was suffocated by Zhuohua's bargaining method, this girl shouldn't be here to smash the field, right?

"It's just one stone, so it's not easy to see you, ten, okay?"

Zhuohua looked at the old man with an expression of his own death.

"No, no, no, the minimum is twenty."

"Fifteen, don't fight with me, this is the highest I can accept."

"That's really not going to work." The old man looked embarrassed.

"Forget it, then I don't want it." Zhuohua sighed, stood up, and pretended to leave.

"Eh, little girl!"

As Zhuohua expected, the old man really stopped her.

"I'm really afraid of you, I've never seen a little girl like you who can bargain."

The word "cut" is heavy and the old man said that the thief is heavy, it seems that Zhuohua really raised a knife to cut the price down little by little.

"Hey, hey." Zhuohua smiled shyly, "Isn't this a thrifty housekeeper." ”

After putting away the spirit stone, the old man stuffed the stone into Zhuohua's arms, and then began to wave his hand to drive people away, "You can go quickly, another one like you may be short-lived." ”

Zhuohua put away the stone with a smile, thanked the old man, and turned his head to leave.

After Zhuohua's figure disappeared, the old man stood up slowly, and put away the rags on his stall with an expressionless face. Then, in the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

And none of the people passing by noticed this strange scene.

Since Zhuohua got this stone, he has been in a very good mood inexplicably, and he seems to have a sense of relief.

She gathered the stone and continued to wander the streets, intending to find an inn to rest.

Most of the time, Zhuohua still likes a quiet atmosphere, especially when there are no familiar people around.

When she saw that there seemed to be a lot of people everywhere, she regretted coming to the imperial capital a little.

Why are there so many people!

Her cheeks puffed out in frustration, and her steps moved towards the less crowded area.

Finally, after passing through a few more alleys, Zhuohua finally came to a slightly quieter place.

It's just that...... This place doesn't look like an inn.

"You motherless little bastard, dare to overpower my grandfather? and neither shall I weigh thy weight. ”

"That's it! Who gave you the guts! ”

"Don't talk nonsense with him, kill him today!"

All sorts of vulgar insults mingled with fists and kicks, and rang out at the end of the alley.

Zhuo Hua frowned, and walked over.

Sure enough, the silent alley is the place with the highest crime rate!

In the midst of a crowd of fangs and claws, an emaciated child fell to the ground.

His clothes were stained with mud, and countless footprints were clearly printed on his body.