The gangster carefully surveyed the surrounding area and headed towards the can bush.

Qingyun is worried about the old man's safety. Now she can't protect herself, so she can only worry. She hopes that the old man will be smart and find a hidden place to hide.

After the gangster left, he raised his wooden stick and aimed at Qingyun's head, smiling maliciously.

"I'll send you down first. Don't worry. I know you can't bear to die with the old man. He will come down to accompany you soon. You won't be lonely on the road to hell."

Qingyun's face was expressionless and she wanted to say that she didn't know the old man well and didn't need him to accompany her.

Money didn't work, Qingyun was thinking of other ways to delay time, and then he heard the gangster say: "It's your honor to be my grandpa's meal!"

Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, and then he understood the meaning of "dinner on the plate". His eyes were cold and without a trace of warmth.

Such crazy things are not worthy of being called human beings, and are worse than animals.

No wonder those three people were fair and fair, unlike the skinny refugees who fled famine. They were not from well-off families like the original ones, with money and food, but they were cannibals.

There are so many refugees fleeing famine, and it is difficult for them to survive alone. Who would pay attention to how many people are missing?

Qingyun guessed that she had been on the run for so long and had not lacked food on the way, so she still had some meat on her body, she was fair, and she was protected by guards along the way. Now that the guards were missing and there was no one to protect her, she was being targeted.

s reason.

"Brother, this joke is not funny at all. It scared me to death!" Qingyun smiled flatteringly, patted his chest with his hand, and when he touched the hard thing in his clothes, he paused and said with a dogged expression:

"Brother, I have a good thing for you. Don't tell anyone. The heirloom passed down from my ancestors has always been valuable. If it hadn't been for the disaster at home this time, my family would not have let me keep it. I will give it to you.

Can you please let me go?" Qingyun made an eight sign and asked him to guess.

"family heirloom?"

The gangster rolled his eyes and became agitated, apparently remembering the incident of Qingyun dropping something when he ruined the temple. They would settle down in Longqing Mansion, and they would need money everywhere. They were worried that they had no place to get money, but now, money was delivered to their doorstep.

Looking at Qingyun's hand, he hesitated and asked: "Eight hundred taels?"

This was the highest number he reported. When he thought that he would soon have eight hundred taels, the gangster was so excited that he could hardly hold the wooden stick in his hand.

Qingyun shook his head.

"Eight...eight thousand taels?" The gangster's eyes shone with excitement, his words were awkward, and his saliva splashed all over her face.

Qingyun still shook his head and looked at him with disdain, "Do you have any misunderstandings about heirlooms? Can eight thousand taels buy heirlooms?"

Seeing the gangster's change of expression, Qingyun immediately smiled and said seductively:

"You underestimate our family's heirlooms too much. Even if you don't know the goods, you have to give them one hundred and eighty thousand. Otherwise, you will be embarrassed to open your mouth. If you meet the ones who know the goods, they will have hundreds of thousands."

The gangster's eyes widened and he swallowed hard.

"You take it to Longqing Mansion to exchange for silver. The white silver can fill a whole house, and the gold can fill half of the house. You will have no worries about food and clothing for several lifetimes, living in a splendid house, having three wives and four concubines is not a dream, even the building

It’s not you who has the final say about the court lady here.”

The gangster was frightened by Qingyun's "eight hundred thousand". How much money was that? He had never seen eighty taels of silver. Just thinking about a room full of money made his legs weak.

Imagining the beautiful scenery described by Qingyun, the gangster stared at Qingyun's bulging chest with ferocious eyes:

"take it out."
Chapter completed!