Lot 4151
At this time, everyone still wants to bargain.
Ning Shu was really convinced, obviously he was coveted, but in the end he was still thinking about taking advantage, and also thinking about maximizing the benefits...
About this habit has become instinct.
In the face of someone who wants to jump on to himself at any time, he still thinks of his best interests.
Ning Shu raised a shining thumb to Sang Liang in his heart...
The perfect interpretation of unchanging death...
Ning Shu said: "If you let me jump on you, as long as you want, how can you..."
Sang Liang glanced at Ning Shu extremely indifferently, and finally said, "I don't trade..."
Ning Shu was disappointed, "Oh, just don't trade."
"Actually, I'm helping the poor, and you didn't give me this opportunity in the end, so forget it." Ning Shu sighed, put away the bottle, stood up and walked away.
When Ning Shu walked to the door, Sang Liang called out to Ning Shu, "Wait."
Ning Shu immediately turned around and said to Sang Liang with a smile: "If you say no, your body is still very honest."
She sat back again, "Then deal."
Ning Shu was very surprised. Sang Liang really had nothing to say to his uncle. Is he really going to be bleeding
Ning Shu actually came here to hit her luck. If she succeeds, she will make a profit. If she does not succeed, she will not lose money. At least she has a dessert...
It seems that it’s clearly earned...
Sang Liang's tolerance for Ning Shu has risen to the next level. In the face of her various verbosity, she can be indifferent, just as deaf as she is inaudible, deaf and deaf.
It really looks like a clay Buddha.
Sang Liang said: "One bottle will not work, at least ten bottles."
Ning Shu looked at the lion Sang Liang with tolerance, saying that you are so beautiful, you are right, but I just don’t listen or listen...
Ning Shu blinked and looked at Sang Liang with his chubby face, "What are you talking about?"
Sang Liang: "Ten bottles of initial strength."
Ning Shu suddenly said, "Don't make trouble, talk hard, and be normal."
Sang Liang: "I wouldn't trade with you without ten bottles."
Ning Shu was not angry either, "You shouldn't be like this. The more you want to maximize your benefits, the more I think your physique is amazing."
Facing Sang Liang's lion's big mouth, Ning Shu was no longer as angry and weak as it was when he was weak.
Maybe she has confidence, is a kind of strength, a kind of belief supports her...
Therefore, people have to have confidence, no money to be talented, no money and no talent, to be handsome...
If you don’t have any of these, then you have to work hard and try to master a power...
In short, if you have the strength and belief to support yourself, you will be fearless.
Power makes me fearless...
Ning Shu took a deep breath, "Master, you are so fragrant."
Sang Liang was indifferent, maybe a nuclear bomb exploded in his heart, but he was really motionless on the surface. Facing Ning Shu's temptation, he didn't show any timidity. It seemed to be a default, but he didn't admit it...
But sometimes, when dealing with things with silence, it is a kind of compromise...
Silence is never a positive behavior.
Sang Liang looked at Ning Shu, "Two bottles."
Ning Shu immediately said, "I'm so touched..."
Although Sang Liang was silent and looked at her with neurotic eyes, he was still a little dazed and puzzled.
Obviously I can't keep up with her rhythm...
Ning Shu became a love mind, "I'm really touched, you really did your best for your uncle." She said, blowing a piece of paper and blowing her nose, "The friendship between you is really touching. Deepest."
Ning Shu gave a thumbs up, "It's been a long time since I was so moved."
Sang Liang's expression is very disgusting, his expression is like a subway grandfather looking at his mobile phone.
Sang Liang: "Can you speak normally?"
Ning Shu changed his face seriously, "I can give you two bottles, but I want more blood. Tell me, how much blood do you give me?"
Sang Liang: "Ten drops."
Ning Shu shook his head: "Too little, at least one hundred milliliters."
Sang Liang: "What are your dreams?"
The two bargained, Sang Liang gave fifteen drops of blood, and Ning Shu gave two bottles.
After giving a bottle as a deposit, Sang Liang took out a knife and cut himself.
Ning Shu screamed again, "I'm really touched."
Sang Liang took a deep breath and went straight into the back room. When he came out, he held a transparent glass bottle in his hand and handed it to Ning Shu.
Ning Shu said, "How do I know that there are fifteen drops?"
Sang Liang: "Fifteen drops, as for you, believe it or not, it doesn't matter to me."
Ning Shu took the bottle, and a strange smell lingered on the tip of Ning Shu's nose. It was Sang Liang's smell that was right.
Just smelling like this, Ning Shu felt that his body was lighter...
The energy runs faster.
Ning Shu took a deep breath, then closed the lid, and gave another bottle to Sang Liang. Sang Liang took the bottle, turned and left, not wanting to look at Ning Shu more.
Ning Shu saw that Sang Liang was leaving, Ning Shu immediately said, "Wait a minute, I have something to ask you."
Sang Liang left without looking back, "I won't answer."
Ning Shu called twice, but Sang Liang didn't even reply. Ning Shu got what she wanted and left Law City...
When I left the sea of law, it was great to meet the uncle who came back from the wind and dust.
The uncle saw Ning Shu, stopped and looked at her, "What are you doing here?"
Ning Shu said with a smile; "I came to see Sang Liang, and I like him very much now."
Uncle Tai glanced at her, "Stop pestering him."
Ning Shu: "How can it be pestering? I want to see him. He comes out to see me. It's such a simple matter. How can I be pestered?"
The uncle's eyes were like sharp blades, as if he could penetrate Ning Shu, "What is your purpose in looking for Sang Liang."
Ning Shu couldn't help wiping away the non-existent tears, "I'm really touched, I'm really touched by the deep friendship between you and Sang Liang."
Uncle Tai looked at Ning Shu condescendingly, with the same expression as the second fool.
Watching Ning Shu's contrived performance, watching with cold eyes, expressionless...
The uncle interrupted Ning Shu's babble, "Stop here, I can kill you before, but now I can also kill you."
Ning Shu's babbling stopped immediately, and he looked at his uncle condensedly, "Thank you for the reminder, grandpa, to remind you that you have killed me once, and I must kill it back."
"Come on." Behind Ning Shu, a huge dragon head rose high, staring at him.
The uncle sighed, shook his head and left, leaving Ning Shu alone, ready to fight.
This dog. Day, Ning Shu is very angry, can't breathe out, can't swallow.
I will kill you sooner or later, now there are more important things to do.
Ning Shu returned home, went directly to Fatian's room, and took out the bright red blood.
Seeing what was in Ning Shu's hand, Jinji leaned forward with some doubts. When it was opened, his saliva flowed out like a waterfall.
(End of this chapter)