Chapter 168
"Why are you so excited? I was just joking. Could it be that... you really have a hobby of collecting this kind of thing?" The Black Mandragora opposite was looking at Bing Ning'er with a smirk on his face. When his eyes looked at the pink bellyband in her hand, it was so ambiguous and evil, it felt like... Bing Ning'er was a pervert who covered his face in the middle of the night and ran into women's rooms to steal other people's underwear.
Bing Ning'er was so angry at his words that her expression froze. However, she suddenly glared at him fiercely when she thought of the properties of the bellyband in her hand. Then she turned away in anger and ignored him. She turned to the two old men opposite her and asked, "Two gentlemen...how much do you sell this for?"
The old man who was introduced to Bing Ning'er at the beginning looked at Bing Ning'er with an ambiguous expression, then looked at the black mandala in black clothes behind her. He smiled and said, "Little girl... men should pay for shopping. What's more... these are girls' clothes, so that brat should pay..."
Bing Ning'er was in a mess in the wind. Did the old man in front of her smoke a hookah and smoke his brain? Why did she have to ask a man to pay for her purchases, and it was the annoying guy behind her? She didn't need that guy to pay for her. Maybe he paid her 10,000 gold coins at this moment. He could be even more cruel than Yu Ye and ask her for 30,000 or 40,000 gold coins. Wouldn't she be asking for trouble?
Especially when she thought about how she accidentally fell off the cliff and killed Black Mandragora, and that guy blackmailed her in the teahouse. She later learned from some players that they would go to hunt her down that day because the man who was with her revealed her identity after she left, causing her to be hunted down outside the city, and... her pet Yu Ye's data was wiped out by the system because of that incident... She now wanted to skin and bone that Black Mandragora guy. How could she possibly let him pay her?
Thinking of this, Bing Ning'er looked up and said to the two old men, "Uncle, you have misunderstood. I don't know that guy at all. Even if we do, I shouldn't let him pay for it. After all, you also said that these things are substitute clothes for girls. How can I let a man pay for myself? So I will pay for this thing myself. Just tell me how many gold coins you want and I will buy it." Bing Ning'er said those words with a tense face. If it weren't for the fact that the properties of this bellyband were so suitable for her, she would have dropped the thing and left. How could she stay and waste time on these issues?
Just at this moment, Black Mandala seemed to think she was not annoying enough and jumped out to make trouble deliberately. He directly snatched the pink bellyband from Bing Ning'er's hand and said with a smile: "Actually, I think what the master said makes sense. How can you let a girl spend money to buy such things in front of you? So no matter how much this thing costs, I will buy it for her!" After saying that, he looked at Bing Ning'er with a smile.
Bing Ning'er's body was trembling slightly at this time. She tried her best to restrain her hands that were about to riot from hitting the other person's face. She gritted her teeth and showed a fake smile. Her tone was so tense that it seemed that every word was squeezed out as she spoke: "No... trouble... you..., get out of here!" Damn it, this guy is deliberately making trouble, right? Does he know the properties of this belly|band and know its importance to himself?
While Bing Ning'er was still secretly suspicious, the old man over there spoke. He glanced at Bing Ning'er, then glanced at the black mandala with a malicious smile over there, touched his chin and said, "Since the girl said that she has nothing to do with the bastard in front of her, then there is nothing wrong with paying for it herself. All right! 20,000 gold coins, pay quickly, we two old men are in a hurry to close the stall and have a couple of drinks, so we won't waste time with you young people here."
After hearing what the old man said, Bing Ning'er didn't even hesitate for a second, and directly gave the 20,000 gold coins to the old man, then snatched the pink bellyband from Black Mandragora's hand, without even looking at it, and threw it directly into her ring, then quickly left, leaving behind Black Mandragora who was still grinning thoughtfully.
After Bing Ning'er's back had disappeared, the old man who had been sitting on the ground smoking in silence finally looked up at the black mandala and said with disdain, "You bastard...what did you do to deserve such hatred from a little girl? You showed up for free to buy things for others, and you were despised and even despised."
The old man who had been talking to Bing Ning'er just now came to Black Mandala with a curious look on his face. He patted Black Mandala's shoulder and said with a smile: "Yes... boy, tell me quickly, when did you meet this girl in the game, and... why does she hate you so much?"
Black Mandragora had a thoughtful look on his face just now. He had already stopped thinking when the old man on the ground spoke. When the old man beside him tapped his shoulder and asked him, he showed a tangled look. Should he tell the two gossipy old men the real reason why he and Bing Ning'er met? He dared to guarantee that if he told them, everyone in the family would know about it. Thinking of the consequences...
An expression of absolute unwillingness suddenly appeared on the handsome face of Black Mandragora, and then he looked at the old man beside him with a smile and said: "Grandpa Chen, you think too much. I saw that you misunderstood the relationship between me and her, so I jumped out to tease you. When did I know any girl? And...if I really knew any girl, do you think my grandpa would sit there and smoke so calmly?" When he said the latter, he did not forget to glance at the old man smoking on the ground, and said with a hint of meaning.
The old man who was originally beside the black mandala, the Grandpa Chen he mentioned, now looked at the old man on the ground with an inquiring look. If the brat next to him knew any girl, his old friend would probably not be so calm. He would definitely jump out and help the boy and the girl to go to the church to get married. Especially in the past two years, the family has been forcing the boy to get married, causing the boy to enjoy playing a tug-of-war with the family. His old friend even wanted to kidnap a girl from the street and marry this brat.
It's just... it's just that the expression on the girl's face when she saw the boy next to her was clearly as if she wanted to eat his flesh and gnaw his bones. How could it be that the boy said that he didn't know him ? ?
The old man on the ground, the grandfather in Black Mandragora's mouth, looked up at his grandson with sharp eyes. When he saw the playful smile on his face, his old eyes narrowed slightly and flashed a gleam of light. Suddenly, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Good boy... You still want to pretend, right? If you still want to pretend, don't look guilty on your face. You really don't know me... Why is he avoiding his eyes, and his whole expression is a little guilty, which undoubtedly means that I am guilty, I have a problem, and I definitely know that little girl.
Humph… But that little girl just now… when she first saw those things, she actually thought that the two of us were some kind of perverted old perverts.
But the girl's disgusted look when she saw her own bastard was actually quite likable, because her own bastard's face was actually quite attractive to girls. Many girls would stare blankly at their own bastard after seeing him, which made the bastard look disgusted, but this girl...
When he thought of this, the old man on the ground looked at his grandson with a gleam of light... Black Mandragora on the opposite side felt his scalp tingling. He waved his hands at him fearfully and said, "Dear grandpa, please don't look at me like that, okay? I feel my scalp tingling when you look at your grandson, and my heart is beating non-stop. If you keep looking at me, I'm going to faint."
When the old man saw Black Mandragora laughing and making a fuss as if he was looking for treasure again, his eyes fixed, and the pipe of the hookah in his hand hit Black Mandragora's head with a "click". The old man's face sank, and he cursed ferociously: "You bastard, you feel uncomfortable when I glare at you, right? Don't you like me, an old man? That's why you don't go home, and you force me, an old man at my age, to work hard in the game just to see you, a bastard? You...you unfilial bastard." When he said the latter, the old man was so angry that his face flushed, but when he thought of his own bastard actually meeting other girls in the game, he was excited again, so the flushed face, whether it was anger or excitement, remains to be confirmed.
However, after hearing what the old man said, the black mandala on the opposite side showed a tangled look on his face, and looked at his grandfather with a bit of pain. He curled his lips in grievance and thought, can I blame myself for not going home? Once I go back, I will be chased by a group of them and forced to get married, or I will catch a lot of women to go on blind dates with him. It would be strange for him to want to go back.
Besides...if they want to come to the game and find me, then just go ahead. It's their own fault for wanting to play around and practice the warrior profession. And...the two old guys are actually pretty good at the game, and their level is considered top warriors...Can this be called selling labor?
