The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 13 Life and Death Contest 3
When the madam saw Jian Luo, she remembered the matter of 3000 taels in three hours. Just now when the big man came, she was so happy that she forgot about it.

As soon as she saw Jian Luo's lazy posture, she knew that this was not a good master.

But no matter how difficult it is to provoke, it is still easier to provoke than those in the private room.

Those people in the private room really gave her the guts of a leopard, and she didn't dare to mess with them.

After much deliberation, at worst, if Jian Luo returned 3000 taels of silver, he would have to invite the piano sound.

"My lord, it's like this."

Jian Luo waved her hand, "I don't care what it is, what I want is to let the Qinyin girl play the piano for me. For the rest, stop talking nonsense."

"My lord, this is 3000 taels, the original will be returned."

The old bustard took out a stack of banknotes, which was given to her by Jian Luo, and put them on the table, with a flattering smile on her face, "Please sir"

Jian Luohuo stood up, looked at the bank notes on the table, and then at the expression of the bustard.

Where did the big shot let the money-loving old bustard take out the money that was already in his pocket?
Heh. Got into a fight with her, right?

She is not what they want.

"Miss Boss, what if I say no?"

The bustard's face full of makeup suddenly pulled down. She has been running a brothel for several years, except for the three big men in the private room, she has never seen such a ignorant person.

At that moment, her tone became rude, "My lord, people must be self-aware. Don't say such big things if you don't have capital."

In an instant, Jian Luo swayed in front of the old bustard like a ghost, his eyes were full of smiles, but there was a murderous look on his body.

He stretched out his jade-white fingers to pinch the old bustard's flabby yellow neck.

"Now, do you think I have this capital or not?"

Qin Yin was so frightened that her face paled, and she didn't dare to speak out when she stood aside.

The bustard was not much better.

Seeing Jian Luo pinching her neck, seeing the 'man' in front of her smiling at her, she had no way to escape from her clutches.

A flour-like face was even a little purple, and she was almost speechless.

A gust of wind hit, Jian Luo hurriedly let go of the hand that was holding the bustard, turned around, and avoided the unknown thing.

A 'ding' sounded.

Something seemed to be nailed to the pillar behind Jian Luo.

Jian Luo didn't even look behind her, her eyes met a figure who entered the room.

(End of this chapter)