Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

  Chapter 439 I see your hall is black, there will be a **** disaster tonight

  Song Banxin lowered his head to adjust his collar, and said in a calm tone: "You were put on a line today that you did not get what you wanted. You originally wanted to retreat from the rivers and lakes, but you are unwilling to do so."

  The face of the middle-aged man was like a scream, and the shock in his eyes could not be described in words.

  Only because Song Banxian was right.

  He was planning to wash his hands in the golden basin, but he was upset by the newcomer and stepped on his foot.

  The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "It is true. I have been mixed up for so many years, but I was placed by a younger generation!"

Song Banxian raised his eyes, stared at the other party and said: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves forward. Although the rivers and lakes are big, it is not a long-term solution. For the backlash."

  The middle-aged man looked unwilling, nervous and worried: "For example?"

  Song Banxian: "The catastrophe comes to the door, and the severe ones run to death on the street."

  The middle-aged man exploded when he heard the words.

  Qin Ruan has been playing with his mobile phone, listening to Song Banxian’s conversation with the middle-aged man, and looking up at the people in front of the booth.

  Ben casually glanced at the face of the middle-aged man, and a dim light flashed in his eyes.

   suffocation!

  Although this person's whole body is weak, it is also useful to her.

  Qin Ruan put away his mobile phone, moved his fingers slightly, and his power was wrapped around the middle-aged man like a silk thread.

  The other party didn't notice at all, and was still talking to Song Banxian.

  In just a few seconds, Qin Ruan had absorbed the evil spirit of the middle-aged man.

  She inadvertently put away her hand, and looked down and swept to the inside of her arm, the short red line of life remained unchanged.

  Qin Ruan was not disappointed, the evil spirits are all accumulating.

  As long as she continues to absorb it, her life will be extended indefinitely one day.

  The middle-aged man said a few words to Song Banxian, took out a stack of money from his bag and put it on the stall table.

  He was polite and full of respect: "Thank you, Master."

"polite!"

  Song Banxian reached out his hand to take the stack of money, and put it under the book beside him.

  The middle-aged man got up and left, glanced casually, and saw Qin Ruan sitting on the side of the booth.

  The little girl's pure face is full of seductive charm, her eyes are clear, like a hook that tickles people's hearts.

   Huang Mao followed the man’s sight and also saw Qin Ruan.

  This look made his eyes sparkle with amazing and coveted light.

  Such a beautiful girl is really rare. Both her temperament and appearance are hundreds of times stronger than those girls at night.

   Huang Mao raised his head to look at the middle-aged man. Seeing that his face was stunning, he walked up to Qin Ruan proudly.

   He provoked: "Little girl, are you fortune-telling too?"

  Qin Ruan's eyes lightly lifted, and his cold eyes swept towards him: "Are you going to fortune?"

   Viewed from such a close distance, Huang Mao only thinks that Qin Ruan is so good-looking and unforgettable.

  He racked his brains and couldn't think of beautiful and gorgeous words to describe her. Anyway, it was so good to see that he was both eager and inferior that he didn't dare to get close.

  The moment the two met their eyes, the coldness and coldness in Qin Ruan's eyes made Huang Mao's heart trembled.

   was so persuaded that he lost his arrogance, just standing in front of the booth, feeling a little at a loss.

  The middle-aged man came and looked down at Qin Ruan: "Little girl, are you still in school?"

"on vacation."

  Qin Ruan's tone is indifferent, and his attitude is very alienated.

  The middle-aged man said politely: “Set up a stall on this sky bridge is nothing more than a meal. Now it’s cold, and the wind is blowing here at night. Why should you suffer such a pain if you have a thin skin and tender meat.

  You might as well consider following me, I will protect you from food and clothing and also provide you with school, so that you can live a worry-free life. "

  "..." Qin Ruan's eyes were staggered and his expression was dull.

  She's being...want to support her?

   "!!!" Song Banxian heard the middle-aged man's words, his heart beat uncontrollably, and his face sank.

  Good fellow, this little aunt's grandma is not something they can afford.

  He hurriedly got up, walked to Qin Ruan's side, and showed a deep expression to the middle-aged man: "Daoyou Qin is a member of the Xuanmen, she is here to experience life, sir, don't ask for trouble!"

   Huang Mao looked disdainful, and said with a sneer: "Just such a yellow girl, who is still in the mysterious door? Who is it to scare!"

  In his opinion, nine of the ten people who set up the fortune-telling stalls depend on Meng, and one is half-hearted.

  Where are there so many people in the profound sect, the real experts will not come to set up the stalls, they are all waiting for the nobles to come and ask for help.

  Although he has no knowledge, he still understands such simple principles.

  I have to say that Huang Mao is still a bit brainy.

  However, how did he know Qin Ruan’s true identity, and that she did not rush to set up a fortune-telling stall, but rushed to sullenly.

  Qin Ruan smiled coldly at Huang Mao, staring at him with gloomy eyes: "Yes, I am not a member of the Profound Clan, I only know a little about fur."

   Huang Mao smiled triumphantly: "Look, boss, these people just like to exaggerate certain things, I think the old man just now is also fooling you."

  The middle-aged man glared at him: "Shut up!"

  Huang Mao's face was stunned, and then he slapped himself and said with a smile: "Look at my mouth!"

  The middle-aged man took out a business card from his bag and put it on Qin Ruan’s desk: “You can consider my proposal just now. I have no hobbies. As long as you follow me, I will definitely treat you well.”

  Qin Ruan stared at the business card on the table and reached for it.

  The business card is clamped between slender and white fingers, and the words engraved on it are clear and eye-catching.

The two characters   Huang Biao are particularly obvious. He is the chairman of a certain company.

  Qin Ruan smiled, raised his eyes and looked at Huang Biao in front of him: "Boss Huang, I think your Yintang is going black. I'm afraid there will be a **** disaster tonight. It's better to pay more attention."

  She threw the business card on the ground in front of the other person.

  The movements are light and fluttering, revealing a carelessness.

   Huang Mao was angry: "You are looking for death!"

  Huang Biao frowned tightly, his face trembling, his eyes staring at Qin Ruan were mixed with unfriendliness.

  He squinted his eyes slightly, and said in a gloomy tone: "The little girl will come with her mouth open. Are you afraid of getting into trouble?"

  Qin Ruan put his arm on the table, propped his head with one hand, and said in a lazy tone: "My life is too boring. It's good to pass the time with some things."

  Huang Biao's evil spirit appeared all over his body, it was the bandit spirit that had been contaminated with the Tao all the year round.

   Just when he was about to get angry, Song Banxian coughed sharply: "Cough cough cough..."

  While coughing, he winked at Huang Biao and told him to leave quickly.

  Huang Biao couldn't get off the stage under his hand, and the anger gushing from his nose made him look irritable.

  Song Banxian sighed, and personally walked forward and pulled the people out of the booth.

  He walked and said bitterly to Huang Biao: "I said Boss Huang, why are you having trouble with Daoist Qin? She looks young, and she is also famous in this capital. If you don't hold her to talk, why are you backing up?

  You must know that these people in the profound sect hold the most hate. They are not the same as me, who are capable of leveraging..."

  (End of this chapter)