The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 94 Selling Everything

A group of men in black, each carrying a sharp weapon, came from all directions. At a glance, there were at least forty or fifty of them, almost like a small army.

Xiuniang was shocked. It turned out that this Young Master Jinchun came prepared. These killers were very skilled at first glance, and there were many of them. This battle would be difficult. Xiuniang was on full alert and stood in front of Song Qingwan.

However, Song Qingwan was unmoved, and the old man with the goatee was not panicked either. "Miss, do you want to handle it yourself? Or do you want me to help you? If we pay, the price will probably be greatly discounted."

When doing business, you still have to have principles, otherwise you will lose everything.

"Then I'll do it myself. I'm short of money lately." Song Qingwan flexed her knuckles, trying to save as much money as possible on this transaction.

In short, the two of them did not take the dozens of people in front of them seriously.

Master Jinchun's eyes immediately turned red with anger. Arrogant! Too arrogant! This little girl must die today. "Go, kill her."

He didn't take the old man into account. After all, they were in each other's territory and couldn't tell the other party's strength. It was better not to cause trouble.

At present, the old man will definitely not help Song Qingwan. However, does Song Qingwan need help? Of course not.

Once the dagger comes out, who can compete with it? !
Song Qingwan held the dagger and rushed forward quickly. The next moment, they came into close combat and sparks flew.

Xiuniang did not dare to be careless at all and guarded Song Qingwan's rear tightly because they were surrounded.

Master Jinchun did not take action, but he kept a close eye on the battle situation. It was said that Song Qingwan defeated Xiao Huatian, the number one master in the martial arts world. They had mobilized nearly fifty masters, making sure she would die.

In a duel between masters, victory or defeat is often decided in a flash. Song Qingwan is like a harvester of life, and rivers of blood flow wherever she passes.

Young Master Jinchun turned pale with fright and kept backing away. It was true, she had really defeated the peerless master.

How could this happen? She was clearly a little girl with no internal strength, so why was her killing technique so skillful, as if she had learned it from countless battles.

Soon, Song Qingwan defeated all the men in black. Yes, defeated, not killed. This shows that she has controlled her murderous nature and that she can deal with dozens of masters with ease.

So many masters had their limbs cut off or broken by Song Qingwan. This is the most terrifying thing.

Master Jinchun panicked, and when Song Qingwan wasn't paying attention, he turned around and tried to escape, but was blocked by the old man with a goatee, "Where do you want to go, little beauty?

Your indenture is with this old man, so you are already mine. It would be bad if I just walked away."

The two men immediately started fighting as one ran and the other blocked the way. However, Master Jinchun was no match for the old man due to his age and was quickly subdued.

"Let me go! Do you know who I belong to? Be careful or you will suffer the consequences!" Since I can't beat him, I can only threaten him.

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly burst into laughter. "Old man, I have a contract to sell myself. What if the government comes? We have been in business for nearly a hundred years. What kind of people have we not seen?"

Song Qingwan really didn’t know about this. She didn’t expect that this old man’s shabby place had such a profound background. She had never delved into it. Maybe she could ask Xie Qingcheng when she got back.

Song Qingwan had also finished her work, and only when those people had no ability to resist did she lazily walk towards the old man, "Boss, do you want to take those people? If not, I will ask the people from the Imperial City Bureau to come over."

But when the government officials came, she had no money to accept them.

The old man pushed Master Jinchun into the yard, and a big man came to take over immediately. He then said with a smile, "You can buy it, but I'm afraid the price can't be too high for such a half-dead thing."

Song Qingwan waved her hand indifferently, "It's okay, boss, just don't lower the price too much. But I've paved the way for you in advance. It can be said to be a special training. It saves you a lot of trouble, right?"

Don't think she doesn't know how extravagant and cruel the basement is. It can be said to be a paradise for the rich, but a hell for mercenaries. Canary has inquired about it. The old man's face froze for a moment, and then he said, "Of course we can't let our old customers lose money. How about this, I'll take all the 100 taels, how about that?"

"Two hundred and fifty taels. If there's one less, you can just keep that pretty boy, and the rest will be given to the government." Actually, this amount is too little, since there are more people, but Song Qingwan just likes this number.

"Oh, no, don't do that. Two hundred taels, you really can't have more. It will be a huge loss. Those of yours who are injured might not survive and die. You can only use it once."

The old man added one hundred taels with a bitter face.

"Boss, the fee you charge is at least a thousand taels, right?" And you're still talking about being a regular customer? You're ripping her off.

"Two hundred and twenty taels. If it's more, you can ask the Imperial City Bureau to come."

"Okay, two is two." Song Qingwan took the silver note worth two hundred and twenty taels, stepped on the bloodstains, and left the dark alley with Xiuniang.

The old man's voice renewing the contract could be heard from behind, "Girl, send some more goods next time. I'm sure you'll be satisfied with the price."

Song Qingwan waved her hand without looking back.

This is not something she can just give away whenever she wants. The key is that people have to come to her on their own initiative. How could she, a good person, take the initiative to get involved in human trafficking?

Xiuniang witnessed Song Qingwan's methods throughout the whole process and was simply amazed. It turned out that there was a way to make money this way?

It felt like the seven of them were getting closer and closer to a life of wealth and prosperity, of course, if they could still keep their lives.

"Girl, let's go home and treat the wound first?" The girl was injured. It hurts, right? Anyway, she couldn't stand it anymore. She hadn't been injured for a long time. Xiuniang grinned under the mask.

"We can't go home. Let's go directly to the clinic." Otherwise, her mother would not let her go out.

Xiuniang thought so and it made sense, so as soon as the master and servant left the alley, they hired a carriage and headed towards the nearby Renxin Medical Clinic.

When Song Qingwan arrived, she found that Taoist Wuwei was actually in Renxin Medical Clinic. She subconsciously looked around, but did not see Li Minghe. For a moment, she felt somewhat relieved and somewhat disappointed, as if she was sick.

Well, a neurotic kind of disease.

"Don't look, he's not here. Big girl, Lao Luo and I were successful in our surgery! We reattached all the limbs of the people from the Huang Escort Agency whose limbs you cut off. Currently, 80% of them are in stable condition."

Taoist Wuwei was so happy that he almost danced with joy, because he had danced before.

Song Qingwan couldn't help but rub her nose. She had initially stipulated that people shouldn't use living people for experiments, but in the end she created the experimental subjects herself.

Just tell me if this world is fantasy or not? I often get slapped in the face as fast as a tornado.

"So, my secret recipe worth ten thousand taels is still too little. Now, you two genius doctors can treat our wounds for free. Isn't that too much?"

To live a comfortable life, you have to be shameless, and Song Qingwan is just that thick-skinned.

"Girl, why do you get hurt every other day?" Is this the time to talk about money? Shouldn't you be more concerned about your life? Doctor Luo was helpless and distressed.

So, this is a truly compassionate doctor, the respectable Dr. Luo.

　Chapter 2 is finished~
　　(End of this chapter)