After two days of playing with the box, Drow felt more and more that the world in the box was full of dangers. Last time, I went to that big city with a stick to look for trouble. At the maximum visual distance, the iron rod was still burned into molten iron by a fire, which made him afraid.

Now the little beauty suddenly jumped out to make trouble, and she didn't know what was printed on herself. Faced with the sudden extra information in his head, Zhuo Er's heart was full of panic.

At this time, he seriously thought that he needed to calm down and think about some problems. For example, how will you go in the rest of your life? Will you continue to take risks to rob the gold, or will you stay by the little beauty's side and be her guardian knight?

I'm afraid that these two are somewhat contradictory, and they can't be carried out at the same time, otherwise they will hurt other little beauties.

"Or try to learn some immortal magic and become a living immortal in this 21st century? Hehe, so stupid. ”

Zhuoer pondered like this all night, during which he felt that the little beauty was looking for him and calling him many times. He responded with some anger and didn't touch the box again.

Early the next morning, Zhang Liang knocked on the door of the store and asked him to go to Wang Xian's house to negotiate.

"Brother Zhuo, can we hurry up. It's late, and the bastard goes out. ”

Drow was still in a terrible mood, and he hadn't slept all night, looking very haggard. He grabbed the plastic bag containing the money and followed Zhang Liang all the way to Wang Xian's house on foot.

Wang Xian's father was the richest man in the county, claiming to be a qigong master and knowing many entrepreneurs and officials, and seemed to have succeeded in fooling some of them, and was respectfully called 'Master Wang' by those people.

The people in the county counted one by one, and they all disdained this Master Wang. Everyone knows that his old Wang family ancestor is a trickster. In the early years, there were some locals who came to Master Wang to see a doctor, begging him to use qigong to treat some terminal diseases, but I have not heard of anyone he cured.

When I came to Wang's house, a large villa with a wide courtyard, a bit of a deep courtyard and a large family. Zhang Liang rang the doorbell, and soon a sentence came from the speaker asking 'Who, do you have an appointment?'

"Make an appointment?

Zhuoer saw that Zhang Liang was nervous again, so he hurriedly stopped him, and said softly to the walkie-talkie: "I'm here to repay the money and pay off the arrears for Kong Qiang." Please also ask Wang Xian to come out and receive us. ”

There was an 'oh' sound from the speaker, and then there was no movement, as if to let the two of them stay at the door later.

Zhuoer and Zhang Liang were squatting at the door waiting, and suddenly saw a highly recognizable girl coming over at the end.

She wore a black leather jacket with a small leather skirt and net stockings underneath, and she was not too cold. Her long blonde hair is straightened, and her face is painted with exaggerated smoky makeup, as if she is cospitting the punk princess Avril.

Drow had heard that Avril had suffered from severe arthritis. You must know that it is late autumn and October, and the girl in front of you has continued to wear it like this for two years, and it is not far from the old cold legs.

"Eh, Brother Zhuo. Zhang Liang looked at the girl in the distance and stabbed Zhuoer with his arm, "Isn't this the one who drove the Bentley yesterday, she seems to have walked towards the two of us." ”

"It seems to be. ”

"You say, will she take a fancy to me?" Zhang Liang straightened his collar, trying to make himself look handsome and cold, but this was just in vain.

The punk girl walked to the door of the king's house, glanced at the two squatting on the ground, and asked, "I heard that there is a fortune teller living here." I want to visit it, do you know how to do it?"

Zhuoer pouted at the doorbell walkie-talkie and said, "You ring the doorbell, report your birth name, and donate some money to make a good fate, and people will let you in." But Master Wang's tricks are really not very good. After so many years, except for turning into a snake is becoming a frog, if you don't have any interest in game, don't go in and watch it. Waste of money. ”

"Will it turn into a snake?" the punk girl came to her senses, and with a snort she ripped open her collar, revealing the right half of her white flowery breasts, "Look, I have a black snake here." ”

When Zhang Liang saw this scene, his eyes were round, and he immediately revealed his pig brother's appearance. As a tattoo artist, Zhuoer didn't react at all that this chest was a chest at the first time, but habitually criticized the tattoo product.

"The snake only showed its head, and I don't know how long it was...... To the big crotch?"

"No, just to the navel. ”

"Oh, a little snake. Look at it, so-so. As he spoke, Drow pulled up his trousers and leaked a snake's tail. Then he pulled the collar of his clothes, and a snake's head leaked. "My master gave me the text, Monty Python. It's quite long on the back. ”

The punk girl smiled at this, ripped open the placket of the other side, and showed her left hemisphere. There, too, is the head of a white snake.

Seeing this, Zhuoer was in awe.

"It turned out to be yin and yang, and I was rude just now, so I am more forgiving. ”

The punk girl raised her nose and snorted, posing as a vice-victor.

"You put a good over-the-shoulder dragon and a snake. What's the picture?"

"Alas, don't mention it. My master trained me. I didn't have much right to speak, so I let him write, and I gave him a few hundred yuan in labor fees. ”

"Your master is tattooed......?

"Yes, I'm also a 'tattoo'. There's a little shop down the next street, do you have time to stop by?"

"Okay!" the punk girl nodded, patting her left half of her ass, "I've got it empty here." If you're good at it, help me get a nice tattoo here. ”

Zhuoer agreed with a smile, took out his mobile phone and called out the map of Baix, and pointed out the location of his store.

During the communication between the two, Zhang Liang watched with his mouth wide open throughout the whole process. He really couldn't figure out when his brother Zhuo had grown up like this, and in the face of such a firm and snow-white double hemisphere, he could still talk about tattoos without changing his face.

"It's better to sigh to yourself, it's better to sigh to yourself. ”

Drow was supposed to exchange contact with the punk girl, so that he could practice often in the future, but he was interrupted by someone from the Wang family.

A middle-aged maid with a bloated body walked out of the Wang family's mansion, opened the door, and inquired about the three of them.

"The woman asks to see our Master Wang, and the man wants to return our young master's money, right?" The fat maid confirmed, then hooked her finger at the punk girl and asked, "Do you have any money?" Master Wang is very busy, and he needs to make a good relationship to meet him. ”

As she spoke, she grabbed her phone and dialed up a QR code to come out. The punk girl let out an 'oh' and swept the money away. When the fat maid saw the amount of money received, she immediately changed into a kind and friendly appearance, and led the person in with a smile. Hang Zhuoer and Zhang Liang outside.

Looking at the differential treatment of the fat maid, Zhang Liang grabbed the money bag in Zhuoer's hand, and shouted while shaking it, "We also came with money, can you not look down on people!"

When Drow saw this, he hurriedly pulled him back.

"Don't be ashamed. Do you know how much that knock-off Avril paid?"

"How many? We've got 250,000!"

Drow just glanced at it, five digits, the first number was five. This is just a good karma, and if you cultivate a good fruit or something in a while, there will definitely be more than that.

Such a bold and wrong shot proves that the identity of the copycat Avril is extraordinary, and it is by no means comparable to that of a robber who robs other people's gold plates.

After Zhang Liang heard the amount, he suddenly felt a trace of reverence for the girl, and at the same time was happy for his brother Zhuo.

"Brother, if you can touch the left half of such a woman's buttocks, you can make a lot of money this time~"