Just when the little girl was holding the storage ring with her hands tightly and preparing to leave the restaurant happily, Ye Wuque's voice suddenly sounded again, echoing in the restaurant, making everyone's brows raised, and all of them were revealed. Such a sneer!
The little girl who was full of joy and excitement with her big eyes trembled suddenly, but she stopped and slowly turned around, holding the storage ring in her little hand, and looked at it with dismay. At a glance, he still cowardly said to Ye Wuque: "Big...sir, you...are you going to withdraw the flowers?"
There was a tremor in the little girl’s voice, and there was even crying. Tears slipped in her big eyes, but she continued strong and said: "If you really want to withdraw the flowers... it’s okay... it’s okay... I’m willing ..."
Little girls have also experienced scenes like this many times. Although some customers gritted their teeth and bought flowers, they were still in pain, and finally chose to go back and ask for a refund.
In the eyes of the little girl, Ye Wuque's behavior was exactly asking for a refund of the money, not wanting to buy it.
Although the little girl is very reluctant and sad, she is not willing to sell it.
When the man at the table next to Ye Wuque heard the little girl's words, he suddenly showed a strong sneer on his entire face. He looked at Ye Wuque, who was covered in black cloak, haha, sneered, "Hidden trash! Also! I thought how capable you are, really worth a lot of money, it turns out that it’s just a swollen face to fill a fat man! I really laughed at me! If you hurry up and find a place to sew in, forget it, don’t pretend you can’t afford it. , Tusk, shame!"
The man laughed wildly, as if he finally spit out the breath he had been holding in his heart, unspeakably comfortable.
However, he looked into the depths of Ye Wuque's gaze, that greed and viciousness also increased without diminishing, becoming more and more dense!
"One hundred lower-grade essence! This kid is really a fat sheep! Since he hits my Zhao San's hands, if you let you run away, won't you be condemned by the gods? Be rich! Be rich! Hahahaha..."
This man was named Zhao San, and he was a gangster in this area. He was known for his vicious and cunning methods. He specially selected people to take their money, and even murdered them. There were no five hundred people in his hand but three hundred.
The reason why this Zhao San can still live quite moisturized is because he has good eyesight, never provokes those three or five hordes of monks, and never provokes those who are really prolific hawks, and he specializes in picking out alone, looking powerful. The weak monk started.
In this way, he almost succeeded repeatedly and has been at large.
And Zhao San came to this restaurant every day to find a suitable target. Today, he originally wanted to have fun with the little girl selling flowers, but he did not expect to find Ye Wuque.
In Zhao San's view, Ye Wuque was alone, with a new face, and seemed to have a small fortune, but he was not very rich. This was exactly a fat sheep goal that met the standards!
That's why Zhao San mocked Xi Luo Ye Wuqian before, just to deliberately test!
As if already thinking of the pleasure of stepping this black robe man under his feet for a while, Zhao Sanyi's vicious eyes were slightly red, and there was a hint of bloodthirsty and cruelty inside.
At this time, the little girl had slowly walked back to the wine table where Ye Wuque was. There was a mist of water in her big eyes, very sad.
However, just as Zhao San sneered and sneered at the little girl's big eyes, a voice with a faint smile came out from under the black cloak again.
"Hehe, little girl, I didn't say that I want to withdraw the flowers. I stopped you because I wanted to tell you that the eight remaining flowers in your basket...I want them all."
As soon as these words came out, the whole restaurant suddenly became silent again!
The smiles on the faces of the guests who watched the show solidified in an instant, and some even shook their hands directly, and the liquor in the glass was spilled!
Isn't it a refund?
But now, instead of retreating, he wants to buy all the little beggar's flowers!
How could this be?
Is there something wrong with your ears?
Or is this guy crazy?
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Spend 900 lower-grade essence to buy a few flowers that are useless at all?
This is the thought that all the guests in the restaurant have at the same time, all of them staring at the figure in the black cloak for an instant, trying to confirm if they really heard it wrong.
Click!
Zhao San, who was originally full of sneers and sarcasm, directly squeezed the chopsticks in his hand at this moment, and his breathing suddenly stopped!
The pupils in those eyes that were cruel and bloodthirsty were shrinking violently, and there was an incredible meaning in them!
"This guy...what does this guy say? He actually wants to buy all the flowers of this little beggar? This...this is the essence of nine hundred low-grade!"
Zhao San's eyelids jumped, knowing that his ears had not misheard it, and the man in the black cloak did speak like this.
At this time, Zhao San had no time to taunt Ye Wuque, his eyes fixed on Ye Wuque, as if he was about to confirm something, his breathing seemed to be a little quick!
And the little girl who had walked slowly towards Ye Wuque also trembled at this time, her big misty eyes looked at the tall and slender figure in the black cloak, and a touch of emptiness poured out of it!
"My lord...you...what did you say?"
The little girl also thought that her ears had misheard, the kind adult didn't want to return the flowers, but wanted to buy all her remaining flowers.
"I said...I want all your flowers."
The faint laughter sounded again, and Ye Wuque flicked his right hand towards the wine table!
After a sigh, the entire restaurant overflowed with an incomparable breath of vitality, and a full 800 pieces of pitch-black, neatly arranged low-grade essence appeared on the wine table!
The eyes of Zhao San, who was staring at Ye Wuque, turned red!
The emotions of shock, greed, and ecstasy were intertwined in his eyes, and the original rapid breathing became heavy!
"Nine...nine hundred inferior essence! This guy is so rich! And there must be more on him! Developed! Lao Tzu is about to develop! This fat sheep is really rich! It's all mine! The essence is my Zhao San!"
Zhao San was screaming excitedly in his heart. He didn't care whether Ye Wuque was crazy or not so much money, he just wanted to kill Ye Wuque now and grab all of his essence!
The little girl looked at the low-grade quintessence that was full of the table with big eyes, the original sadness disappeared instantly, replaced by extreme excitement and surprise!
"My lord! Thank you! Thank you..."
The little girl cried with joy. In her eyes, these inferior quintessence completely turned into pill that can cure her mother's illness and pain. Perhaps with these inferior quintessence, her mother would be able to heal.
Ye Wuqian smiled faintly under the cloak and swept his right hand. The 800 yuan of low-grade essence immediately flew into the little girl's storage ring.
The little girl hurriedly took down her old basket, carefully took out the remaining eight Heavenly Spirit Flowers, stood on tiptoe and held them all to Ye Wuque with both hands, the gratitude in her eyes was beyond words.
Ye Wuque put the eight heavenly spirit flowers into Yuanyang Ring, and looked at the little girl who kept bowing in front of him, his eyes swept around, especially when he saw the heat and greed in the eyes of Zhao San at the neighboring table, the corner of his mouth was slowly outlined. sneer!
