"Miss?" Liu Er held the bowl and looked at Su Ran's paintings blankly.
"Let's go." Su Ranhua lowered his eyes and glanced at Liu'er. The bowl was already empty, but he was focused on watching the show, so he couldn't bear to put down the empty bowl.
"Miss?" Liu Er quickly stood up and looked at the surrounded Pojiao boss, and then at Su Ranhua. In this situation, how are you going to pay the bill? Is it possible that you want to take advantage of the chaos and escape?
"Uncle, please give the account for these bowls of tofu to the boss after everyone disperses." Su Ranhua pulled out a hairpin from her head and handed it to the middle-aged man next to her who interrupted.
"This..." The middle-aged man was stunned. He recognized that what Su Ranhua was holding was a gold hairpin. He also knew that Su Ranhua meant to pay for the meals of several people present. He also knew that this hairpin was
The golden hairpin delivered to Boss Pojiao is a huge income, but... can Mr. Hu let Boss Pojiao go this time?
"Girl, if you are interested, why don't you give the boss a hairpin to relieve the boss first?" The middle-aged uncle asked tentatively. Maybe if he gave the gold hairpin to Mr. Hu, the three-month guarantee would be cleared.
"The golden hairpin is for their father and daughter." Su Ranhua threw the hairpin in front of the middle-aged uncle and said calmly. Only this honest and honest uncle would think that the golden hairpin can solve the problem. Anyone with a discerning eye doesn't know that Hu
What the young master has in mind is the little girl's idea. How can money solve it? What's more, even if there is money, it will not be given to him.
As soon as the voice fell, Su Ranhua walked away without looking back, leaving the middle-aged uncle with a cool and decisive figure behind him.
Liu'er could only follow him in a daze.
The direction Su Ranhua left was towards Mr. Hu.
Mr. Hu, who was directing his lackadaisical followers, suddenly saw someone walking towards him, and she was a young woman. He blinked and took a closer look. This woman was very good-looking and seemed to be smiling at him. She was extremely beautiful.
I lost my mind for a moment.
Su Ranhua's smile was actually very light, and his wandering eyes seemed to have no definite target, as if he was passing Mr. Hu inadvertently. However, due to the location, a group of people stared at the Pojiao boss and his daughter, except for the one holding the
The uncle who got the hairpin and Liu'er who had to follow her were not noticed by many people.
Mr. Hu, who looks like a playboy, has always been sensitive to women. Even if someone doesn't look at him and just walks towards him, he won't let her go.
Just when Mr. Hu was waiting for Su Ranhua to approach him and hurried to strike up a conversation, Su Ranhua passed him diagonally with only a few feet between him as if there was no one else around. He pretended to inadvertently raised his hand and flipped up his long hair.
Liu Er, who was behind, almost skipped over and was in front of Su Ranhua. Only then did she realize something was wrong and forgot to protect the princess, so she hurriedly stopped and turned around.
Mr. Hu was reluctant to let go of a beauty so easily. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly felt something pricking his head and he fainted immediately.
The tips of Su Ranhua's hair swept across the back of Mr. Hu's head and fell quickly. They fell together for just an instant, gently, as if they were occasionally blown up and down by the wind. Su Ranhua put down the hand that held up his hair.
move on.
Seeing that Mr. Hu was not entangled, Liu Er let go of her worries and walked quickly with Su Ranhua, eager to leave the place of right and wrong soon.
thump!
There was a heavy sound of falling behind her. Su Ranhua curled her lips in satisfaction and continued walking without looking back. No one noticed that she quietly put away a thin needle between her fingers.
"Master!"
The followers noticed that their master suddenly fell to the ground, and no longer cared about the father and daughter, they changed the encirclement and surrounded Mr. Hu.
"Oops, the young master is out of breath!" Someone poked under Mr. Hu's nose.
"How could this happen?" Everyone was puzzled, and the sudden accident made them unable to recover for a long time.
"What are you doing standing still? Why don't you call the doctor quickly?" The most flattering bitch from before responded faster.
As a result, Mr. Hu, who was proud and arrogant before, was carried away as if he were dead.
Su Ranhua listened to the noise gradually disappearing behind him and sneered secretly.
So what if I see the doctor? The man named Hu is already dead.
This is one of Su Ranhua's murderous tactics, stabbing the acupoint to kill someone.
He raised his arm backwards and held a slender embroidery needle between his fingers. From top to bottom, at the moment when his long hair fell, it accurately penetrated the Baihui point on Mr. Hu's head.
The Baihui point is one of the three fatal points of the human body. A normal hit will make people unconscious. But the prick Su Ran painted is different from the acupuncture of traditional Chinese medicine, which completely destroys the Baihui point.
Even a needle can have the effect of being stabbed by a sharp sword. The result is that the comatose person will never be able to wake up.
Tiny needle holes are hidden in the hair, which requires careful forensic examination even in modern times. In this backward ancient time, it was even more difficult to be discovered.
I believe that the news of Mr. Hu's sudden death will soon be announced from the doctor's mouth.
The uncle holding the golden hairpin in his hand stared blankly at the people who suddenly dispersed. He didn't recover for a moment. He didn't expect that a miracle had really happened.
The iron pillar in the Pojiao boss's hand fell to the ground weakly, making a dull sound. The father and daughter hugged each other tightly, with tears streaming down their faces. They were thankful to be out of danger, but what about the future?
"Boss, this is what the tofu-eating girl just asked me to give you." The middle-aged uncle handed the gold hairpin to Boss Pojiao.
He was an honest man and did not become greedy, which saved his own life. Because Su Ranhua, who had turned around the street, was standing behind the wall, slightly sticking his head out to look at the situation on the stall, when he saw the middle-aged uncle
After living up to his trust, he took Liu Er and left quietly.
Diagonally across from the tofu nao stall, in a luxurious restaurant, several people were sitting near the window, having a drink.
The commotion downstairs inevitably attracted the attention of the people upstairs. The young men watched the activities downstairs with interest as if they were watching a good show.
One of them had a look that was different from the others, with a somewhat demonic and narrow eyes staring at Su Ranhua who suddenly stood up and walked towards Mr. Hu.
It seemed to be the only way to leave, but with his green hair flying, Mr. Hu suddenly fell to the ground, and he immediately caught the strangeness.
The man waved gently, and a man with small eyes walked over from the back. Following his pointer, he looked at Su Ranhua. He was stunned for a moment and nodded.
The man waved his hand and asked the man to step back. He held the window with his hand and stood by the window. As if he had discovered a strange object, his charming eyes with dazzling light followed Su Ranhua until she turned around the street and saw
Not here anymore.
That small-eyed man was the one who questioned Su Ranhua in Yujinfang, and this man had already heard about what happened in Yujinfang from his mouth, and through his description, he noticed it immediately
Su Ranhua, that woman in pink clothes, casually and simply dressed, makes people look comfortable and elegant. It is also a pleasure to watch her quietly eating tofu noodle there.
However, it seems that she is not really as quiet as people think.
Under the charming eyes, there is a smile that is still full of meaning...
***ps: Well, this chapter is for Xiaoshan Jasmine Children's Shoes, who was the first to vote for Nuo Qing as a VIP. To be precise, it was because of Xiaoshan Children's Shoes that she "trembled" and counted the wrong amount of votes.
, so the original 6 tickets, which meant a lucky draw, turned into a big red envelope with more than 400 tickets. Nuo Qing felt so sorry that she sacrificed her lunch time and typed out this chapter to express her gratitude.
At the same time, I would also like to thank the many diving friends. Watching the number of clicks increase a little bit every day, it represents the strong support of the parents, which is the motivation for Nuoqing to code. Nuoqing will work hard!