Luo Zixuan held her breath.
Zhu Shanhai is a broad-minded person. He posted in the group: Just tell me what conditions you have.
Su Qingyu unceremoniously asked for the jewel necklace given to Luo Zixuan by her first love.
He asked for all the QQ balance in Zhu Shanhai’s phone.
He asked for all the magical tools and talismans in Baihuo's backpack.
Seeing the painful looks on the faces of the three of them, Su Qingyu happily gave Zhu Shanhai and Luo Zixuan one thousand paper money each.
I gave Bai Huo 1,500 paper money as a reward for the favor he had done for taking Zhuang Xiaodie to the church.
This pile of junk is of no use to Su Qingyu.
But what you want is to show an attitude that is difficult to get along with.
In the end, all three of them got the product.
However, Bai Huo did not have enough paper money, so he cut his wrist and let his blood flow on the spot in exchange for paper money.
Zhuang Xiaodie helped Bai Huo. She was worried that Su Qingyu would be unhappy, so she came over to ask for her opinion.
Su Qingyu did not stop her, but reminded her to provide help within her ability.
Bai Huo protected Zhuang Xiaodie many times at Qimingxing High School. During that time in the laboratory, he took the initiative to step forward and offer his laboratory bench to Zhuang Xiaodie for use.
In the Wax Town, although it was Su Qingyu's request, Bai Huo still felt obligated to take Zhuang Xiaodie to the church.
At that time, he also refused Su Qingyu's reward of paper money for the dead.
The relationship between people is mutual.
Although Bai Huo may bring danger to those around him, he is not a bad person.
Zhu Shanhai, between pulling out five fingernails and cutting off his little finger, chose to pull out the fingernails and exchange them for paper money for the dead, and only then was he able to successfully complete the auction.
During this period, Su Qingyu just watched coldly.
Luo Zixuan complained that Su Qingyu had a vicious heart and even her blood was cold.
Su Qingyu simply retorted indifferently: "You haven't used up all your ghost money, why don't you take it out?"
Luo Zixuan shut up instantly.
Zhu Shanhai covered his bloody hand, grimacing in pain, and said, "It's just a flesh wound, it's nothing serious, you don't have to quarrel over me.
The most important thing for a team is cohesion.
I was the one who let you enter this dungeon. I shouldn't rely on you, but should become stronger so that you can rely on me."
Zhu Shanhai is broad-minded and truly worthy of respect.
Luo Zixuan folded her arms: "The victim has forgiven you."
Su Qingyu directly hooked her shoulders and said, "We are both equally matched. Don't even think about getting away with it."
"Hmph!" Luo Zixuan shook her shoulders and pushed her hand away.
At the end of the second round of the game, the old man from the welfare home did not win any auction items.
He burst into tears: "I didn't expect that I couldn't escape this time.
I have something else to say... would you listen?"
Su Qingyu remembered the rules and nodded repeatedly.
He immediately spoke to the old man, comforting him and trying to get him to reveal more information before he died.
As soon as the words came out, they were immediately tainted as: "You old fool, shut up! Go die soon! Time is precious, I advise everyone not to give him a chance to speak!"
Su Qingyu immediately covered her mouth.
Then he pointed at his mouth, waved his hands, and shouted in his heart, "Believe the old man, believe that old man quickly!"