Chapter 1502: If you don't leave, I won't give up (110)

Because Zhou Jieying lost or lost in this game.
As for betting on Yang Zimei's side, in order to win money, it was natural to step on Zhou Jieying even more.
"Miss Zhou, this is against the rules of the game!"
The notary hurried out to stop.
"The rules of the game did not say that this would not work."
Zhou Jieying continued to rush out, "As long as I can sell my jade carvings, you care what way I am."
"Miss Yang, what do you think of this?"
Notary officials looked at Yang Zimei helplessly and asked.
"I have no opinion."
Yang Zimei said generously, "She wants to buy a jade carving to give herself, that's her business, it doesn't matter."
"Ok."
Notary officials saw that the participant Yang Zimei had no opinion, so he was too lazy to care.
The wretched uncle who talked about a million just squeezed out and said to Zhou Jieying, "Just now, maybe you still deserve a million. Now, 200,000, jade carving and you take off your clothes to accompany me for a month, still barely survive! "
"what?"
Zhou Jieying vomited blood, "Do you think I'm as cheap as those prostitutes on the street?"
"A prostitute is a prostitute. Whether you are on the street or in a hotel, you are like this, and you do n’t know how many people have slept. I give you 200,000, or it depends on your master ’s name. . "
Uncle Mischief said scornfully.
"puff--"
Zhou Jieying spit out blood, "You slander my innocence!"
"I scorn?"
Uncle Miscellaneous smiled, "Don't think you look like Yujie Bingqing, it's Bingqing Yujie. From your face, you can see that you have already been broken at ten years old. After all, it's just a bad woman!"
"Wow!"
Everyone yelled in astonishment, referring to Zhou Jieying's discussions one after another.
Zhou Jieying rushed up, grabbed the uncle's uncle's collar, and punched and kicked him.
She has practiced Ling Feng since she was a child, and she has more strength than the average man.
Therefore, the insignificant uncle was not her opponent, and being punched and punched by her was a fierce beating, and the ghost cried.
Fortunately, the guard came over and pulled Zhou Jieying away.
"You bitch!"
Uncle Mishou covered his mouth where a tooth had been shot, walked in front of Zhou Jieying, who was framed by the guard, and reached out to hit her.
Ling Feng hurried forward to stop it.
In any case, Zhou Jieying is his well-known apprentice. Hitting her is tantamount to hitting herself.
"Master, I want to kill him!"
Zhou Jieying yelled angrily.
"Don't make a mess! Isn't it embarrassing enough?"
Ling Feng reproached sharply, "Shut up now, or I will leave immediately!"
Zhou Jieying was really worried that Ling Feng would leave her behind.
Here in Beijing, except for Ling Feng, she is considered unaccompanied, and now she is facing the aggressiveness of Yang Zimei's group.
Only Master can protect her, so she lowered her head in a grievance and did not dare to speak.
"Mr. Ling, the game is not over yet. I hope you can let Miss Zhou adjust her condition."
The notary public official said, "And you have not lost!"
Ling Feng nodded.
Zhou Jieying, who calmed down, also realized that she was too eager to make a quick success, and actually humiliated herself like this.
She looked at the jade carving in her hand, and renewed her courage to start the auction.