Lu Shao's supernatural sweet wife

Chapter 252
The people in the village don't know who their family is and what their economic conditions are.

If Xiao Xi came home to say that he could come up with 3 to [-] yuan, it could also be said that Xiao Qianfu earned it from working outside.

But the problem is that it is impossible to take out 10 yuan at once, which is impossible in the entire Morishan Village.

Where did Xiao Xilai's money come from?

Everyone looked at Zhang Lanying suspiciously, wondering if she would fool Li Qian indiscriminately in order to save her son.

Don't wait until you actually take out the money, and slap your face when you don't have it.

"You want to send me away with 10 yuan? You have a big face. Old godmother, what I want is 200 million. If you don't have it, then you can wait to collect your son's body!"

Li Qian glanced at Zhang Lanying like he was looking at an idiot, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, he turned to put Xiao Xilai on the front of the motorcycle with his head on the ground like a dead dog, and he himself gently He jumped, stepped on the gas pedal as soon as he sat on the motorcycle.

"You can't go, you can't go, if you want to go, you have to let go of my son before you can go."

Zhang Lanying staggered her legs, ran to the front of the motorcycle, put her hands on the headlights of the motorcycle, and stared anxiously at Li Qian.

"If you want to leave, just put my son down. Otherwise, you will press over the old woman's body."

Li Qian sneered disdainfully: "Haha, old lady, don't you ask who I am? There are no people in ten miles and eight villages who don't know me. Killing you, I am easier than crushing an ant .Since you want to seek death, then go to the Palace of the King of Hell to report before your son!"

After Li Qian finished speaking, he was ready to start the motorcycle and move forward.

Zhang Lanying hurriedly let go of her hands in fright, and stepped back to one side.

She knelt on the ground with a plop in shock, facing Li Qian on the motorcycle, and begged him:
"Please let my son go, can you ask for a little less money? How about 100 million? I only have 100 million here. As long as you let my son go, I will give you 100 million immediately."

There was a little despair in Zhang Lanying's cloudy eyes. She looked at Li Qian with tears glistening.

At this time, she looked very pitiful.

is a dying year

"Do you think you are buying vegetables at the vegetable market? Can you still bargain? If you want your son to stay, you can take out 200 million yuan, not a penny less. Of course, the house can also be used. Why don't you give me 100 million yuan, Then transfer the house you live in to Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will let your son go immediately."

Li Qian put his legs on the ground on both sides of the motorcycle, held the handlebars of the motorcycle with both hands, and looked at Zhang Lanying with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"I'll give you 3 minutes to think about it. After 3 minutes, even if your family is lying in front of the car, I will dare to run over you."

In the end, he added another sentence: "If you don't believe it, you can find someone to try it first."

Li Qian's extremely arrogant attitude made Zhang Lanying completely flustered.

"I can give you the money, but not the house. If I give you the house, where should we live?"

Zhang Lanying's old eyes were crying like black-eyed blue zombie eyes.

When the people in the village heard what she said, they shook their heads and accused: "I know that my house is important, but I wanted to take Donglai's house by force yesterday. Is this the legendary retribution?"

"It deserves it! Pooh!"

"What a retribution!"

"..."

Zhang Lanying's originally desperate eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, didn't you want a house to pay for it? Donglai's house can be compensated to you. Their house is bigger than ours. Anyway, they will use it in the future." No more, now it is used to save Xilai, and it can be regarded as fulfilling the brotherhood."

(End of this chapter)