Xie Heng didn't have a good air, it was difficult for him to make money, it was difficult for him to make money, and other people's money was blown by the wind?

Although the scale of this small stall is not large, it is impossible to tell how many people have been cheated of money.

"Ah?? Who, who's beating me?! ”

The stall owner collapsed.

The sky is blue, I can't see anything, I just feel that the cold around me is incomparable, and if I say the wrong thing, I have to take a beat, who doesn't panic?

This little girl is nothing, she doesn't look special, but there is someone in the alley who can't be seen......

He had noticed just now that Xie Xiaozhuang had been chattering, humming something from time to time with his head down, and some micro-expressions changing from time to time, and he was slow to respond when talking to her.

At first, the stall owner thought that Xie Xiaozhuang had a little problem with him, after all, there were so many people, and it was normal to meet one or two special ones.

Looking back now, Xie Xiaozhuang seems to have a problem, he should have been communicating with someone, listening to the other party's instructions before speaking and acting.

It's no wonder that he can pick out the most valuable things on the stall with a finger, and he can still find that he has dropped his bag with a single finger, and he is clearly distracted.

"Come on, I'm in the pig killing plate......"

The stall owner's heart was half cold, it was he who made a fool.

The reason why the little girl dares to kill her single-handedly, in a place like the ghost market, is that she has the confidence to know that even if he has a trick, he is not afraid of being pitted, and people are prepared.

Usually he kills others and cheats other people's money, and this wave seems to be unable to escape.

The stall owner folded his hands, bowed to the void, and begged: "I know that I am at fault, and I shouldn't deceive people, so don't toss me." ”

"Do you see how much compensation you can pay for this?"

If he really wants to sell everything for 2,000 yuan, he can open the treasure and buy himself a pink urn now.

Everyone walks the rivers and lakes, they must be seeking money, and they must not embarrass him.

When you encounter this kind of thing that you can't see, what can you do? I can only choose to break the bank.

Xie Heng stood up and waved his hand, and said, "Buying things is to come here to buy things, if you take money instead, it will become a robbery." ”

"No, you still have to buy it! However, since you have found out that your kid's hands and feet are not clean, you have to discount it. ”

According to what Xie Heng said, Xie Xiaozhuang told the stall owner one by one, completely acting as a 'mouth substitute'.

"Discounted? No problem, I specify the reserve price! Thanks thanks! I know that your Excellency and you are still very decent. ”

The stall owner was busy thanking him, he didn't want to lose money, as long as he bought something at a discount, where to find this good thing.

"But we have to decide how to discount it, I want to think about it ...... specifics."

Xie Heng pondered for a while, held his chin and thought for a while, and immediately had an idea: "In this way, I will say a number, and you will get me in the car." ”

Xie Xiaozhuang laughed, it seems that Xie Heng not only read the novel last night, but also watched the live broadcast of other people's goods, and he learned well.

She was not ambiguous, anyway, whatever her great-grandfather said, she followed along.

"Twenty-eight quick money...... One hundred and seventy-nine pieces~! Xie Heng made the final decision.

The demeanor of the live broadcast anchor is clear!

"What!?" The stall owner was stunned, his feelings were so discounted?

Xie Xiaozhuang was not ambiguous at all, picked up the bag and began to load things.

It doesn't matter whether it's new or old, just a little money, and you don't lose money with it!

The stall owner watched as the objects on the stall were thrown into the bag, and his heart felt like he was dripping blood.

"It's not a robbery! This is clearly a robbery!! ”

The stall owner also took care of so much, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.

Syllable!!

There was another loud bang on the door of the brain, and the brain melon crashed.

Xie Xiaozhuang backhanded the stall and swept the money to the stall owner, Xie Heng refuted the stall owner's words to a certain extent on the side: "Nonsense, how can robbery be so fast!" (Tribute)

"Poof......

A sentence almost didn't make Xie Xiaozhuang's laughter erupt.

She thought that her great-grandfather was the kind of upright and meticulous military brother in the previous era, but she didn't expect Xie Heng to lose anything to her as a young man.

However, speaking of which, Xie Heng is actually a young man, after all, he died young, and his age has long been fixed in his twenties.

In other words, from a certain point of view, they belong to the same age, and they can't look at Xie Heng with an old-fashioned ancestor impression.

"Ah......" The stall owner had a bitter face, it was really better to be robbed!

How much do you lose by going out of the stall today!?

I knew that I wouldn't have stopped pitting, and today I encountered such an invisible stubble, and I don't know if it's a person or a ghost.

I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet, and my shoes are soaked today.

"No, I can't carry any more." Xie Xiaozhuang weighed the bag, and felt that the weight was the limit of what she could resist, so she stopped.

Xie Heng looked at it almost over, and raised his hand to signal that she could go.

Xie Xiaozhuang put the bulging bag on his back, turned around and left.

"Wait! You can't go! ”

The stall owner was unwilling and hurriedly chased after him, but as soon as he ran to the mouth of the alley, his body seemed to have hit something.

"Why can't I get out?! Yes? What is it?! ”

No matter how the stall owner hits and how he speeds up the impact, it still doesn't help, and there is no way to break out of the alley.

I could only watch Xie Xiaozhuang slowly walk away with a large bag of his own things on his back, this feeling was simply tormenting!

The stall owner tried several more times, but there was still no way to rush out, and he was even more panicked now than he was to break the bank.

It's so weird to be invisibly blocked in the alley! But he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Isn't it okay if I'm not lying? Don't go!! ”

The stall owner collapsed in fear against the wall, and in front of him, the entire alley was blocked with a huge net of bright red flesh.

……

After a short time, Xie Heng and Xie Xiaozhuang rode on the little electric donkey.

The ghost net of the urn ghost boy can be released, but as long as Xie Heng leaves a certain distance, it will automatically and slowly disappear.

"Great-grandfather, these things, if they are cheaper, they will definitely be able to go out, they must be a lot of money!"

"Are we really okay like this?"

Xie Xiaozhuang asked.

According to what the stall owner said, even if there is a possibility of false reporting, there will be at least one or two hundred thousand.

With so much money, Xie Xiaozhuang was very panicked.

Not to mention going to school, it's enough to go to graduate school after graduation!

"What's the matter? The pit man must be prepared to be pitted one day. ”

"It's not that you didn't give money, twenty-eight yuan was really swept over, don't be afraid."

Xie Heng didn't care, such a player was not wronged at all.

Besides, it is necessary for the two of them to leave some money.

……

At this time, the owner of the photo studio had already returned home with three jumpers.

Eating, the eldest son was holding a big bowl of rice porridge and drinking, holding chicken legs in his hands, eating deliciously.

His demeanor and movements are completely different from before he left home, and he seems to be a different person.

The boss didn't have time to take care of his son, because he also noticed that there was a young man sitting in his living room.

"Agent Jiang, thank you for your trouble."

The boss hurriedly stepped forward to thank him.

"Don't thank me, I didn't do anything, your son is his own good."

Jiang Zhefan waved his hand, stood up and glanced at the kitchen, and said, "But...... This is generally not possible. ”