A treasure-appraisal maniac

On the way back to Baozhai with Lao Gaotou, Lu Fei ran into Liang Ruyi who was raped.

Lu Fei originally planned to go up to help, but Liang Ruyi's classmate Xiaola Niuer stepped forward and was not afraid of the middle-aged stall owner with a sinister face.

Lu Fei thought it was interesting and was not in a hurry to show up.

The kind and weak Liang Ruyi apologized to the stall owner, but was pulled aside by the hottie Song Xiaojiao.

"Ruyi, this is not your fault at all. Why are you apologizing to this scumbag?"

"You can't get used to such a liar. Whatever you get used to, there will be problems."

"You just stand here and don't worry about anything. Let's see how I deal with this scum."

Song Xiaojiao said as she came to the stall owner, opened her Hermès sachet and took out a hundred-dollar bill.

At this moment when he took out the money, the stall owner saw clearly the thick stack of bills in the bag, and he was so greedy that his mouth watered.

Song Xiaojiao said to the stall owner.

"You know what's in your broken box. I advise you not to make trouble unreasonably."

"Here is one hundred yuan, just give it to you as charity. If you keep holding on to it, then we can only call the police to solve the problem."

The stall owner had long been blinded by the money in Song Xiaojiao's bag. How could he let go of this big fat sheep so easily?

"Of course I know what's in my box. What's inside is our family's heirloom Qianlong blue and white bowl."

"It's a fact that the box is there and only you have touched it. Now the heirloom inside is broken, so you have to pay for it."

"One million, not even one cent less!"

Liang Ru was so frightened that she almost cried when she saw that the stall owner was so powerful, but Song Xiaojiao did not flinch.

"The bowl itself is broken. You just want to blackmail me."

"snort!"

"What you said is broken is broken. How can you prove it?"

"I broke something and still want to default on the bill. There is no way. Even if I call the police, I am justified."

"Hurry up and find your parents and get money to solve the problem, no

No one can leave if they lose money. "

"you"

The stall owner acted like a rogue, and Song Xiaojiao lost her mind for a moment. She was so angry that she stamped her feet on the spot.

"Jiaojiao, it's all my fault. I'll talk to the uncle and pay him some money." Liang Ruyi muttered in a low voice.

"no!"

"Ruyi, you are too kind. He just took advantage of your weakness and deliberately bullied you."

"Such a scumbag must not be tolerated."

Song Xiaojiao angrily threw the hundred-yuan bill in her hand on the ground and said to the stall owner.

"I tell you, my dad is Song Jinfeng."

"Our family has a lot of money, but we can't make it easy for a scum like you."

"One hundred dollars is enough to feed the dogs. Do you want it? Let's leave now and see what you can do to us."

The name of Song Jinfeng, the richest man in Song Dynasty, was known all over the world in Bianliang City. This report immediately caused a stir among the onlookers, and even Lu Fei was surprised.

I never expected that Song Jinfeng would have such a righteous and fierce daughter, who was much better than her father.

The stall owner heard that she was the daughter of the richest man in Song Dynasty, so she couldn't let them go.

Damn it!

This is a super fat sheep!

Originally, I planned to bargain for a thousand or eight hundred yuan, but now it seems that one million is not impossible!

Song Xiaojiao ignored her fierce temper and glared at her classmates who had already hid aside. She pulled Liang Ruyi up and left without any explanation.

How could the stall owner let the big fat sheep fly away after he got them? He took two quick steps and stopped in front of the two girls.

"You can't leave!"

Liang Ruyi was so frightened that she took two steps back. Song Xiaojiao

But he didn't flinch, standing on tiptoes and glaring at each other.

"What are you doing?"

"You're trying to blackmail someone, but you still want to beat them up?"

"Hit me, beat me, beat me, do you dare?"

The stall owner shouted with frowning eyes.

"How about your dad being Song Jinfeng?"

"If you break something, you should pay for it according to the price."

"Don't say that your father is Song Jinfeng, the richest man, even if Song Gongming comes."

"You can't leave without losing money."

"snort!"

"I have a lot of money. Even if I buy something to feed the dog, I won't make it easier for you, a scumbag."

"I won't compensate you. What are you going to do? If you dare, hit me!" Song Xiaojiao shouted.

"Hello, very good."

The stall owner said, taking a step back, gritting his teeth and raising his legs with a ferocious look on his face.

Although Song Xiaojiao may sound unforgiving, she is a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old after all.

She had pretended to be strong just now, but in fact she felt guilty. Now that the stall owner really wanted to take action, she was so scared that she instinctively took a step back.

However, the stall owner raised his leg and did not kick them. Instead, he stretched out his hands to hug his right leg.

Then he exerted force with his hands, and an incredible scene happened. The stall owner's right leg was torn off by himself.

"ah--"

"Mom!"

"Mom!"

The lesbians who were watching were frightened by this sudden scene and screamed repeatedly.

Song Xiaojiao was also frightened. She hugged Liang Ruyi and screamed loudly, shivering, and Liang Ruyi was so frightened that she burst into tears.

The stall owner threw the prosthesis aside and fell to the ground, hugging Song Xiaojiao's slender legs and not letting go.

"Everyone, look!"

"The eldest daughter of the Song family is bullying a disabled person!"

"Everyone can see clearly that rich people have dark hearts!"

"Come to my conclusion, the eldest lady of the Song family broke my family heirloom and not only refused to compensate me but also threatened to insult me. This is simply unjust!"

"I can't afford to offend you because the Song family has such a big business, but if you bully a disabled person like me, won't your conscience be condemned?"

"Everyone, please help me and give me justice!"

The stall owner was so miserable that he pretended to be rolling around in tears!

For unknown reasons, the melon-eaters, out of a "sympathy for the weak" mentality, instantly took the stall owner's side and started criticizing the two little girls.

"Oh, these two little girls have gone too far, bullying disabled people."

"Isn't that right? It's only natural that you should pay the price for breaking other people's things. If you want to blame, blame yourself."

"It's just that this little girl made a mistake and not only didn't apologize, she also used her power to suppress others. It's simply disgusting."

"Hey, please keep your voice down. That's the daughter of the Song family. We can't afford to offend her. Don't let people hold grudges and cause trouble for us in the future."

The two little girls were frightened by this sudden scene.

Especially Song Xiaojiao, whose legs were hugged by the stall owner, no longer had the strength she had before, and she screamed in fright.

Now that everyone was pointing fingers at me again, I started to cry aggrievedly.

"Woo, what do you know?"

"It's obviously this scumbag who bullied us. If you don't understand what's going on, just stop talking nonsense, okay?"

After wiping away her tears, Song Xiaojiao shouted to the stall owner who was holding her legs.

"You bastard, please let me go. Stop pretending to be pitiful. It's just money. I'll give it to you. Please let me go!"

The stall owner was overjoyed to hear this, but still had no intention of letting go.

"You rich people don't have the right words to say. Give me your money first, or you won't let me go even if you beat me to death!"