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33. Chapter 33 What is God's punishment if you have money?

Seeing Feng Qingcheng lying on the hay safe and sound, looking quite comfortable, she suddenly became furious.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you take action yet..."

This roar made the man next to him take an even further step back.

Yuan Qiu's eyes quietly turned cold, and he said coldly: "What are you doing? What do you mean? Is this woman that I have found so ugly that you can't get enough of her?"

Feng Qingcheng's eyes suddenly opened and she looked at the ball in front of her speechlessly.

Even though I have a disgusting face, if I cover my face and only look at my figure, I still look like a hot temptress.

But what about yours?

There is nothing about him that is attractive to people.

With your face covered, your body looks like a fat roll.

Just looking at the face, a big cake with a few holes in it is also the source of nightmares.

Damn, such a person has the nerve to say that he is unappetizing.

Yuanqiu's words made several men look at each other, and finally someone whispered: "This girl... is the only bloodline left by General Feng in this world after all. What a hero General Feng was back then, but he served the country."

He died... If we take action, we will probably be punished by God..."

His muttered words were echoed in low voices by several people, who murmured in agreement.

"General Feng?" Yuanqiu suddenly sneered, "Bah... what are you afraid of? My surname is Hua, and my father is also a general... With my wife here to support... what are you afraid of?"

She slowly took off a brocade bag from her waist and slowly raised it up: "Now, our game rules are going to change... Whoever gets on first will get one thousand taels of silver...

Two, nine hundred taels, in descending order, the last one can only get one hundred taels..."

As the saying goes, under heavy rewards, there must be brave men.

Seeing such naked silver, everyone's eyes glowed green.

Feng Qingcheng kept looking at the drama in front of her with cold eyes, and a hint of sneer appeared on her lips.

In the face of money, all nonsense about conscience, personality and morality, and thunder and lightning must be avoided.

It's not that they still hold on to that little bit of moral bottom line in their hearts, but that something that breaks their moral bottom line hasn't appeared yet.

They just need to find out what the bottom line of their desires is.

Those who are in need of money are given money, those who have no official position are rewarded with rewards, and those who are young are given a bunch of beauties...

No one is a gentleman in the face of such sugar-coated bullets.

Therefore, after weighing the essential differences between one thousand taels and one hundred taels of silver.

The man who had just humbly said that he was afraid of divine retribution suddenly suddenly rushed forward one by one like a dog biting a dog.

Since the same amount of labor is required, it is natural to achieve the most generous reward.

Looking at the men who rushed towards her almost instantly, the cold light in Feng Qingcheng's eyes finally burst out without any suppression.

He twirled his toes slightly and stood proudly, glaring coldly at the person rushing towards him.

The bound hands suddenly pressed on the shoulders of the person in front, and his right foot rose up, drew a beautiful arc, and kicked the person on the forehead.
Chapter completed!
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