Everyone thinks I'm a wealthy doctor's son-in-law

The arrogant Yang Kuan ignored Jin Zhi beside him, staring at Lu Ming with a pair of arrogant eyes.

Looking at each other, Lu Ming suppressed the anger in his heart. Before, he was too low-key to let Yang Kuan push his nose on the face. Now he has become Gusu Yourong's dog leg and mixed with Niu Ben. The idea instilled in him is that one thing more is worse than one thing less, but he has to get this warehouse of antlers today.

This is a necessary material for his medicated bath.

"Sixty, sell or not!" Yang Kuan shouted loudly.

In front of the counter, the man is of course willing, but to offend Jin Zhi for the five extra spiritual cores, he must weigh it.

"It's not a matter of price!" The man shook his body, and said, "This item was the first one he saw, and we've already negotiated the price..."

"Seventy! Seventy spiritual cores." Yang Kuan said arrogantly.

In front of the counter, the man hesitated a little. If he sold this to him, he would earn fifteen spiritual cores in net!
But after glancing at Jin Zhi's gloomy little face, the man's heart sank, and he said, "It's not about the price, it's about being sincere."

Yang Kuan sneered and shouted, "Eighty!"

"Why are you like this!" The man in front of the counter only felt pain in his flesh.

Yang Kuan pointed to the purse on the table and said, "There are a hundred spirit cores in it, and I'll give you one last chance to sell it or not."

"Sell!"

The man responded immediately.

If you don’t sell one hundred spirit cores, you’d be a fool. According to the rules of the pawn shop, the price of warehouse antlers is 55, and the profit above this price is the duty of the person on duty that day. If you sell it, you will make a net profit of 45 spirit cores. It's a fool!
The man looked at the money bag with excitement, and immediately pushed Jin Zhi's bag back, and said with a dry smile: "Miss Jin Zhi, look at this business..."

"If you dare to betray him, I will never end with you!" Jin Zhi said coldly.

"I can't do anything if you make things difficult for me. They offer a hundred, or can you add some money?" the man said hesitantly.

At this time, Yang Kuan grabbed the brocade box and snatched the antlers from the warehouse, but Lu Ming held the box tightly and did not move.

"Take it hard, right?" Yang Kuan said angrily, "This is what Mr. Niu Ben wants to buy, Lu Ming, give me some weight."

Lu Ming ignored it, his eyes were already filled with anger.

Jin Zhi on the side shouted angrily: "What's wrong with Niu Ben, I really will buy this thing today! I will..."

Lu Ming stopped her with a wave of his hand, and immediately blocked Yang Kuan's hand on the brocade box, covered the box and placed it on the counter.

Seeing him like this, Yang Kuan thought he was going to give up and give up, and immediately smiled sarcastically, and the two little followers behind him also started to shriek.

"He who understands the current affairs is a hero, and against Teacher Niu Ben, aren't you making fun of yourself!"

"No, it's right to hit the stone with the egg and kill yourself!"

The two sang together in unison.

Lu Ming ignored them, but looked at the man at the counter, and asked indifferently: "We don't add a penny, just 55 spiritual cores, but what I want to ask is, is there no one bidding for this thing? Can you sell it to us?"

The man was overjoyed when he heard the words. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Yang Kuan was here to find fault. There was a hundred spiritual cores here, so there was no reason for him not to buy them. This was obviously to throw money at him, Lu Ming.

After thinking to this point, the man nodded and said: "That's the truth, if he doesn't buy this thing, I will definitely sell you!"

"Funny." Yang Kuan laughed and said, "I really thought I was bluffing, open your dog eyes and see, there are a hundred spiritual cores in that bag, I'm not short of money..."

Snapped!
Lu Ming made a sudden move and slapped Yang Kuan directly in the face with a big mouth.

The slap was so heavy that Yang Kuan flew out of the pawn shop and hit the ground outside heavily.

puff!
His cheeks were swollen, and Yang Kuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and also spit out two molars along the way.

Everyone in the alley turned their heads in unison, not knowing what happened.

In the pawn shop, the man frowned, looked at Lu Ming in surprise, and started fighting if he disagreed?
You know, although the academy does not object to fighting between students, but usually few people will tear their skins, at most they are secretly causing trouble. After all, it is not absolutely safe here, and it is no good to offend anyone!
Jin Zhi was also a little surprised. He didn't expect Lu Ming, who has always been very good-tempered, to go berserk.

Yang Kuan got up, with a grim expression on his face, and shouted: "Lu Ming, how dare you touch me! Tell you, I am a teacher of Niu Ben..."

boom!
Lu Ming suddenly removed the dark iron heavy sword behind his back, and thrust it heavily upside down on the ground. With a muffled groan, a crack opened on the rocky ground, and the tip of the sword was more than ten inches deep into the rock. And stop.

But Yang Kuan looked at Gusu Yourong at the entrance of the alley out of the corner of his eye, and immediately regained his confidence.

"How dare you hit me, let me tell you, I'm a teacher of Niu Ben, and I'm working for him."

Whoosh!
Lu Ming stepped on the ground, and after removing the black iron epee, he was as fast as a flash of lightning, and he was in front of Yang Kuan in the blink of an eye, and his hand was like an iron tongs strangling Yang Kuan's throat.

Frightened, Yang Kuan shouted: "What do you want? If you dare to touch me again, Teacher Niu Ben will not let you go..."

Snapped!
Lu Ming raised his hand and slapped Yang Kuan hard across the face.

puff……

Yang Kuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and two more teeth fell to the ground.

"You, you dare to hit me, you are an enemy of Teacher Niu Ben..."

Snapped!
Lu Ming raised his hand and slapped him again.

"I'll fight with you!" Yang Kuan struggled.

Snapped!
Another slap in the face.

"I'm going to kill you..."

Snapped!
"Lu Ming, what the hell are you..."

Snapped!
"I……"

Snapped!
……

Every time Yang Kuan said a word, he got a merciless slap in return. His face was already swollen and deformed, and blood kept flowing from his mouth. Gusu is tolerant.

"Sister Yourong, help, help me..."

Snapped!
Lu Ming raised his hand and slapped him again. At this time, Yang Kuan could no longer stand. If Lu Ming hadn't grabbed his throat and pushed him, he would have collapsed to the ground.

In the alley, everyone felt their hairs stand on end, and looked at Lu Ming in horror. This attack was too cruel.

Outside the alley, Gusu Yourong's face was gloomy, and there was a cold murderous intent in those red phoenix eyes.

Lu Ming turned his head, glanced at her from a distance, and then sneered: "Look for her, save you? Don't say it's them today, even if Niu Ben comes, I can't keep you! I will hit you."

Yang Kuan was desperate, his legs trembled and he couldn't stand.

"Really! So you, Lu Ming, have such a big temper!"

At this moment, a cold voice came from outside the alley. Gusu Yourong was startled for a moment before revealing a sinister smile. With a wave of his hand, everyone hurriedly moved away. A person came from the back of the crowd. It was Qilin's disciple, Niu Ben!
"It's a good show." Gusu Yourong sneered secretly, watching Niu Ben walking towards Lu Ming.

There was no sound in the alley, and everyone secretly regretted that the feud between Lu Ming and Niu Ben could not be resolved, and he dared to snatch Niu Ben's proposed marriage!

Walking in front of Lu Ming, Niu Ben stared at him with squinted eyes. Lu Ming didn't evade his eyes, but also stared at him.