"Yang, Master Yang Ning, can I also invite you in red clothes?"
Feng Liang looked at the red doll on the shelf, and he was stunned with a hint of greed!
He asked: "What's the price of this red doll?"
Yang Ning yawned and said without interest: "You want to invite me? Just give me a dollar and it will be enough."
His words were like pouring cold water on Feng Liang's head.
Feng Liang immediately realized: "One dollar? Does it mean that you need to pay something other than money to treat this doll in red?"
Yang Ning looked at him as if he were an idiot: "What else? What do you think this red doll wants from you?"
Feng Liang swallowed and clenched the bronze doll in his hand, "What if, what if it's just a small use?"
Yang Ning sighed: "Moderate use of the ghost baby can make life happier, but there is no possibility of moderate use of the red ghost baby."
"Because the red doll's love for her provider is very majestic and deep."
"For example, if you ask for money, he will give you money that you won't be able to spend until your death. You can't refuse even if you want to."
Feng Liang's face turned paler, "Wouldn't it mean that the backlash would be very severe?"
Yang Ning shook his head and said: "No, among the Red Dolls, there is basically no question of whether their backlash against their donors is severe or not. The result is the same anyway."
Feng Liang: "..."
"Then, will anyone invite the red doll?"
At this time, Yang Ning's tone changed slightly, and he said quietly: "Mr. Feng, your profession is very special. You should have met many people who want to kill you even if they give up their own lives."
"Tell me, if a person like that came to my store, would he invite a red doll back?"
Feng Liang wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the woman in the direction of the desk in the store, turned around and said with a suppressed smile: "It turns out that kidnapper Zhang Hui even told Master Yang Ning that I was a knifeman. ?”
Knife is a slang term in a certain area and can be understood as a killer.
Similar ones include kidnapper, sieve, liar, cook, etc., which correspond to traffickers, gamblers, liars, and flour makers respectively.
Yang Ning nodded and admitted: "Well, let's not mention him. Mr. Feng, let me remind you that moderate use of the ghost baby is beneficial to life and happiness, but excessive use will bring disaster to oneself."
Feng Liang looked at the bronze doll in his hand and smiled: "Thank you, Master Yang Ning, for reminding me, I understand!"
The two returned to the desk, and Yang Ning warned him again.
"Uncle Yijiang Ghost, made of bronze, is responsible for wealth. He was a landlord during his lifetime. Because he exploited the people in the village, he was later sank into the river together with several boxes of his own money. The support fee is 2.5 million a year. Do you want to swipe your card or not? transfer?"
Feng Liang smiled slightly and said, "Wait a moment."
As he said that, he took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Bring three boxes over here."
After a while, a sinister-looking man in a suit with a brass ring on his nose came over carrying three suitcases.
The man put the suitcases on the ground one by one and opened them. They were all filled with thick wads of cash!
This situation shocked the woman on the side. In what age is it, and someone actually uses cash for such a large transaction? !
Moreover, what makes the woman feel even more incredible is that the deal was actually sold for 2.5 million? !
You already have two and a half million, why do you want wealth? !
Feng Liang smiled and said to Yang Ning: "Master Xiao Yang, here are three million. I will take half a million and give you the rest."
Yang Ning casually glanced at the three open boxes and said, "Add five hundred thousand."
Feng Liang was stunned for a moment, lowering his head as if he was very speechless but did not dare to get angry. Finally, he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you all three million!"
However, Yang Ning smiled and shook his head and said, "I mean, let you keep all the money, and then you can add another five hundred thousand."
In an instant, the smile on Feng Liang's face froze.
He stared at Yang Ning and said: "Master Yang Ning, you just want to ask me for 3.5 million from the beginning. What do you mean now?"
Behind Feng Liang, the man who had just carried the box clenched his fists with a fierce look on his face, and his powerful-looking hand joints made "crunching" and "crunching" sounds!
Dang, Dang!
Yang Ning lightly knocked twice on the table in front of her. A evil woman stepped forward and took out more than a dozen wads of bills from each of the three boxes and placed them on the table.
There are fifty stacks in total.
Yang Ning picked up a wad at random and squeezed it hard, bending the thick wad of banknotes into a semicircle. He leaned forward slightly with a strange smile on his face: "Mr. Feng... "
"I don't care if you did it yourself or one of your men. Among your three million, there are half a million in counterfeit currency."
As he spoke, Yang Ning leaned forward and slowly lowered his body. He held the stack of banknotes bent into a semicircle in his hand and gently blew the flame on the cup-shaped candle on the table!
The flames were bright, and as the candle flickered, Yang Ning's gentle face seemed to have a ghostly shadow. He smiled and said, "You are playing tricks on me, Mr. Feng, you..."
"Where's the fool?"
After saying that, Yang Ning looked at Feng Liang with a weird smile and blew out the candle in front of her!
"call--"
As Yang Ning blew it, all the candles in the store were extinguished at the same time!
Suddenly, Feng Liang felt that everything in front of him suddenly went dark!
A bloody figure appeared in front of him!
It was Zhang Hui who was covered in bloodstains and cut into pieces!
Looking at Zhang Hui's face, which was green and covered with dark brown blood, Feng Liang's mouth slowly opened wide, and finally——
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
He collapsed on the ground on the spot and screamed hoarsely, as if he had lost his soul!
At the same time, the stack of banknotes held in Yang Ning's hand exploded with a "pop", flying all over the shop!
Feng Liang, who was screaming, discovered that the banknotes in Yang Ning's hands were clearly money!
But when they fell from the sky, they all turned into ghost coins one by one!
When the Ming Coin falls on the ground, it melts and disappears like snowflakes falling in water!
At the same time, Yang Ning's cold voice sounded in Feng Liang's ears: "Mr. Feng, I will give these counterfeit coins to Mr. Zhang Hui for you first."
When all the dark coins in the sky fall, phew!
The candle that had just been extinguished suddenly lit up again, and everything in the shop was normal and bright again.
Feng Liang saw that the pile of banknotes on Yang Ning's desk had disappeared.
Next to him, the woman who also came to invite the doll seemed to be distracted and sat motionless on her knees, seemingly not seeing anything.
Behind Feng Liang, his fierce-looking little brother was slumped on the ground like himself, his whole body trembling uncontrollably!
As for Feng Liang himself...
This "knife" who had always been responsible for giving money to buy people's lives was now bursting into tears and his crotch was covered with yellow water.
Yang Ning took out her fate book and opened it. There was no colorful little person on it.
He looked at Feng Liang and his younger brother who were slumped on the ground, and said with a smile: "As for why I asked you to pay an extra five hundred thousand..."
"Mr. Feng, I can only say that you are really lucky today!"
"Fifty thousand, it's appropriate to buy your own life for the time being, right?"
"As for the next journey, please remember that moderate use of the ghost baby is beneficial to life's happiness, and excessive use will only bring disaster."
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