Wei Lai suddenly stared, shook his head and said, "No, I can't ask Si Chen to help me pay back the money." They were not related, how could she ask him to help her pay back the money?
"No? Then how do you plan to repay me the two million yuan? Selling yourself to pay off the debt? This seems to be a good idea." A wretched, evil smile appeared on Xiahou Huan'er's face.
Future immediately shuddered, shook his head gratefully and said, "No, I don't want to sell it."
"You don't have the strength to tie a chicken with your hands, and you don't have anything to grow on your body. You can't pick it up or lift it. What can you give me back? A favor is a favor, and the number must be clear."
She is the most stingy person. Don't think that she will pity her and not pursue the money.
Looking at her expression with a knife hidden in her smile, Mirai suddenly understood.
She gritted her teeth and looked at her: "What exactly do you want me to do?"
Xiahou Huan'er smiled and reassured: "Don't be so nervous, relax, I won't eat you."
The future is not an idiot, she said calmly: "If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Well, since you are so right, I won't beat around the bush. I want to know if there is any way to break "The Sound of Pagoda"." This song is simply the curse of the zombie camp. She has to find a way to break it.
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It turned out that she came to her for this matter.
The future shook his head and said apologetically: "I just learned that this song has such a great impact on zombies. My people never told me that there is a way to solve it. I can't help you with this problem."
"Are you telling the truth?" Xiahou Huan'er's sharp eyes were fixed on her, hoping to find any trace of lying on her face.
However, her face was still as calm as before, and there wasn't even a trace of ripples in her eyes.
She didn't lie.
Xiahou Huan'er's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
Future looked into her eyes without fear: "There are absolutely no lies."
Xiahou Huan'er lowered her eyes and asked, "How many people in this world can play this piece of music?"
Future narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Now I am the only one who can play."
She is the only one who knows this song. As long as she is killed, the zombie camp will no longer be threatened in the future.
Xiahou Huan'er's fingertips caressed the mahjong tiles, and an obscure light flowed in her chilly eyes.
Future looked at her quietly, as if he had already risked his life, and she was not afraid. She said calmly: "It was my fault that your zombie camp lost so many colleagues on the battlefield. If you wanted to kill me, I wouldn't do it."
I'll blame you."
Xiahou Huan'er was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "Do you think I'm a female devil who kills people without batting an eyelid?"
Future looked up at him in surprise: "You won't kill me?"
Xiahou Huan'er sneered: "If I kill you, who will I turn to if I don't have enough skills to play mahjong in the future?"
Future was even more stunned: "I killed so many of your colleagues, and you don't blame me?"
Xiahou Huan'er made a serious face: "I blame you, of course I have to blame you." After saying that, his face turned gentle and he said with a smile, "But it was an unintentional mistake on your part. As long as you can guarantee that there will be no next time, everything will be easy to discuss."
Future quietly clenched his fists, pursed his lips and said, "Sorry, I can only say that I will be cautious in the future."
Xiahou Huan'er raised her eyebrows, her eyes getting colder: "Are you still planning to deal with the zombie camp?"
Future gritted his teeth: "As long as the zombie camp doesn't do anything detrimental to the imperial capital."
"What if the imperial capital comes to provoke?" As long as Dongfang Xing is still there, the zombie camp will not attack the imperial capital for no reason.
