Zhuyu nodded fiercely.

Cui Yingying let out a long sigh, poked the flower picker's skin regretfully and said with emotion: "That's really a pity."

Otherwise, the high and low prices can be sold at a very good price.

After Han Jie and Liang Heng divided the spoils, they immediately got together. Several people surrounded the unconscious flower picker on the ground and once again fell into a tangle. In the end, everyone unanimously focused on Cui Yingying.

After all, she organized this matter from beginning to end.

The hot gaze was hard to ignore. Cui Yingying blinked her eyes and touched her nose awkwardly, her eyes rolling around, "I don't know how to deal with it. How about we hand him over to the government? Why don't we hand him over to the government?" I can make another fortune.”

"I agree."

As soon as they heard that there was money to be made, Han Jing and Liang Heng agreed without thinking.

Zhuyu, on the other hand, maintains an attitude of following the crowd.

Just when everyone hit it off, the flower picker, who was still pretending to be dizzy, sat up suddenly and said, "I object."

"You can't hand me over to the government."

Several people with their backs to him turned around, exchanged glances with each other, and then stepped forward in tacit agreement to beat him up severely. Among them, Liang Heng was the one who was beaten up severely.

This bitch had made him suffer for so many days.

"Don't fight, don't fight, I was wrong."

The flower picker cried and begged for mercy, and then several people gave up.

His originally handsome face was beaten to a bruised and swollen face. He knelt on the ground and covered his face pitifully, crying, "Why are you beaten so hard?"

"You, a flower-picking thief, still have the nerve to accuse us of being harsh. Do you know that all the decent women and men in Yang County are so scared by you that they dare not go out?" Cui Yingying was so angry that she kicked her again. Fortunately, Zhuyu stopped him in time, and the other party avoided another severe beating.

The flower picker cried in frustration, sat down on the ground, and explained while wiping his tears.

Cui Yingying's face became more and more ugly, and finally she couldn't help but call out the system [System, are you sure this guy is really a flower picker? 】

Who is such a useless flower picker? Crying at every turn.

The system cut indifferently [The system will not make mistakes, please host not to question the system's capabilities and data. 】

Cui Yingying pursed her lips speechlessly. Well, she has gradually accepted these outrageous plots and settings. There are no serious and normal people in this dynasty, right?

More than half an hour passed, and the flower picker finally stopped crying. He looked at the people in front of him who beat him beyond recognition in fear, and sobbed: "This is what happened... I didn't do anything to them."

"I think what he did is right," Cui Yingying, who was very unprincipled, was directly convinced by his reasons, slapped her thigh and said: "He is clearly doing a good thing. Although the method is a bit extreme, it is still a good thing. "

"...Little sister, you have no bottom line." Liang Heng twitched the corner of his mouth, what a mess this was.

"My family is rich. If you don't send me to the government, I can give you a large sum of money." The young man looked at Liang Heng with his mouth flat and said weakly.

The latter straightened his clothes and looked upright, "People like us have always been merciful and merciful, and my little sister has to be kind-hearted. Brother, don't you think so?"

Han Jie snorted coldly, "What the second brother said is absolutely true."

Cui Yingying and Zhuyu looked at each other and chuckled speechlessly.

These two are greedy for money.

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