"It's a halter top!!" Wu Mengyu reminded her appropriately.
"Okay, a halter top is a halter top!" the man said through gritted teeth, wanting to buy this piece of clothing to show off.
Wu Jia sighed and said: "Brother, you look like you love your girlfriend very much! Just because of this, I will suffer a loss because I sold you the halter top with 110 first-class crystals!"
"You still want crystals? You won't exchange it for a gun of the same value?" The man was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Wu Weijia meant.
"Change, of course! But we also like those crystals better!" Wu Weijia put away the pistol as he spoke, and then took out a small bag and packed the tank top quickly.
"It's not that hard to get the crystal, just kill a few monsters and you'll have it! On the contrary, it's my sand sculpture eagle!"
The man sighed. After browsing the street stalls for so long, this was the first time he saw someone selling such rare clothing, and it seemed that there was only one piece. If he didn't spend money to buy it, it would definitely be bought by the women from the top.
Therefore, if he doesn’t buy it today, he will have no chance tomorrow.
In addition, he himself exaggerated the value of the pistol. In fact, he spent five second-level crystals in exchange for it from a soldier. After discounting, the cost of the gun was not high.
He took out a belt from a big box and handed it to the man together, saying: "As soon as the business opened, this belt tailor-made by veterans will be given to you for free. I guarantee that you can wear it in ten years."
it...."
"belt?"
“This is really good!”
"This guy made a profit. I didn't expect the beautiful boss to be so generous. If I had known, I would have bought it just now!"
"Yes, I have noticed them a long time ago. If I knew there was a belt as a gift, I would have bought something. It would be terrible to use straw rope to make a belt!"
"..."
At this critical moment, Song Yixue felt an unkind gaze and suddenly looked up.
What caught his eye was a stout man with a big nose and a big face. He showed a fierce look and yelled: "Why are you staring at me? Do you want to fall in love with me?"
Song Yixue sneered and said, "What are you thinking about? I only looked at you, and you still feel any incredible emotions?"
The sturdy man was stunned. Before he could react to Song Yixue's words, Wu Weijia's body trembled, and his beautiful eyes instantly focused on Song Yixue's face.
The sturdy man knew he was in the wrong, but he didn't want to admit his mistake, so he simply turned his head and said sternly: "What do you mean?"
Song Yixue calmly shook her hair and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "I advise you to be reasonable in your behavior, otherwise the consequences will be serious!"
The stout man sneered and said: "Be reasonable? How many people in this damn place are making money by preaching? I'll put you down first."
"Don't move, watch your head!"
At this time, Wu Weijia suddenly shouted, holding the sand sculpture eagle he had just earned from selling clothes in both hands, and pointed the gun at the strong man's face.
The stout man chuckled and said, "You want to touch me, right? You're a bit immature, little beauty! That's not how you play with guns. You haven't even turned on the safety!"
After he finished speaking, he whistled, and two men immediately jumped out from beside him. They quickly drew their guns and aimed at Wu Weijia and Song Yixue.
Wu Weijia was still very scared inside. She looked at Song Yixue with pleading eyes, praying that she could find a way to deal with it. Facing the pressure from the three of them, their end was very simple, that is, being shot into a sieve.
At this time, Song Yixue still acted calmly, as if the matter had nothing to do with her, and said calmly: "My last warning, it is better for you to take your own people and leave as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be serious!"
The stout man and his accomplices laughed loudly and shouted: "Hahaha, you are going to be in trouble soon and you are so arrogant! You think you are a bandit from Chen Ba's side. If you warn others, the consequences will be serious."
At this time, a man's voice next to him yelled: "Who is it? You actually said bad things about our bandits? Do you know that the consequences of doing this are very serious? Have you thought carefully before speaking!"
Everyone followed the sound and saw a big man with a two-handed sword on his back and a grenade hanging on his waist squeeze into the circle, and his aura suddenly dispersed.
From the outside, this man looked unremarkable, but because of the many killings, he naturally carried a murderous aura, which made the onlookers shudder and take a few steps back.
"It's the bandit Yang Daxian!" an onlooker whispered.
"I heard that the last time the bandits ventured to the old provincial capital, almost all of them were wiped out. Only Yang Daxian escaped unscathed!"
"It's not fake, is it?"
"It's absolutely true. This guy has at least killed countless zombies, hundreds of mutant beasts, and probably a lot of people. He's a powerful character who can't be offended."
"Of course it's a terrible thing!"
"We are all going to be killed tonight, I'm so scared..."
According to Song Yixue's idea, don't prepare too many things for the time being, just leave one or two backup plans and you'll be fine.
All in all, Yang Daxian must be very angry, depressed and violent right now. It's okay for a little guy like Zhu Dachang to bully the children running the stall, but for him to bully the people he protects is simply too much.
Originally, Yang Daxian did not intend to follow, but because he had to follow the new leader, he had to protect Song Yixue. It was precisely because of this that he saw so many strange things.
Later, a man named Xiao Ba came out to smooth things over. He knew Yang Daxian and knew his strength, so he deliberately asked: "Brother Daxian, you are fine, how do you feel about working here now?"
"So-so, but this matter has nothing to do with you, you'd better step away!" Yang Daxian said coldly.
"Okay, okay, I'll give in first, but don't embarrass Zhu Dachang, Great Immortal. After all, they are all my friends!" Xiao Ba said as he stepped back.
But at this moment, Zhu Dachang's nostrils turned upward as if he were on drugs, and he said: "Brother, give me a little concession. I just want to talk to my sister-in-law Liang behind you!"
"Pah!" Yang Daxian slapped Zhu Dachang hard.
"What the hell, you've gone too far. Even if you are a friend, I won't let you go!" Zhu Dachang was still cursing and pulled out a steel pipe in his hand. There was bound to be a fight.
"What do you want to do?" Yang Daxian put his hands on his hips and showed no intention of giving in.
"What do you think? I have taken out the steel pipes. Grandpa, I am going to date that girl today. If she is a friend, just get out of her way!" Zhu Dachang roared, not taking anything seriously.
After hearing this, Yang Daxian couldn't help frowning: "Fat man, give up! For the sake of us being friends, I won't embarrass you this time!"
