Having traveled through time, shouldn't you make a splash in your life?

After some struggle.

Finally, someone stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Boss, I'm sorry."

Then she opened the WeChat-like interface on her phone, gave Feng Shao a warm smile, and said, "I do."

Ning Dongyang sighed as he said "I do."

The saying "money can make the devil turn the millstone" is not just a joke.

Feng Shao was very decisive; he directly transferred 300,000 yuan to her phone, and the money arrived instantly.

If I'm willing to do it the first time, then there will be a second, and a third.

The grass jelly milk tea shop originally had eleven employees, including the shop manager and a part-time female college student, but suddenly lost five of them.

Of the remaining six employees.

The female college student, Mu Qingzhu, is here.

The store manager, Ma Xiaoya, is here.

A girl with a personality as fiery as a chili pepper.

There is a girl with two cute little tiger teeth.

Two other sweet and lovely girls were also there.

Interestingly...

According to Ning Dongyang's profound insight, of the six people who remained, not to mention their looks, there were zero in that area.

Of the five who left, while their looks were at least an 80, they were still far from a 90. Crucially, the headcount showed that none of them had a zero score.

Since this isn't the first time, and the spring flowers have already bloomed for others, it's not shameful to bloom again now, hoping for wealth and prosperity, and to earn 300,000.

I spent 1.5 million and couldn't even get a first kill.

To Feng Shao and his group, Ning Dongyang really wanted to say, "Hulunbuir, the vast green grasslands—"

Feng Shao and the others seemed to sense that something was wrong as well.

They couldn't see Hulunbuir; what they saw most directly was that none of the five girls who said "I'm willing" were as pretty as the remaining six.

It's not that the girls who are willing to hang out with them aren't pretty.

She's only about 80% attractive, but with a little makeup, she can still look quite good.

The worst thing about anything is comparison.

For Feng Shao and his two companions, who are wealthy, there's no shortage of girls, especially pretty ones. Their initial attraction stemmed from the combined effect of eleven beautiful women.

A group of beautiful women can be dazzling.

Now, the six prettiest girls, especially Ma Xiaoya and Mu Qingzhu, are absent. With the clustering effect weakened, the girls who cost them 1.5 million yuan seem rather odd to them.

no!!

Keep throwing money at it.

Feng Shao hardened his heart; he refused to believe that there was any girl who couldn't be bought off with money.

"Six hundred thousand."

"You can pay first."

He shook his phone, his gaze shifting to Ma Xiaoya and Mu Qingzhu: "One million each, who wants to go first?"

Hold the grass! !

Six hundred thousand yuan can buy a small apartment in Jiangcheng.

In Jiangcheng, where the average salary is less than 7,000 yuan, how many years would it take to earn 600,000 yuan?

You can lie down now.

Someone nearby muttered quietly, "It's trimmed with gold at the bottom!!"

Some people sneered, "Shameless."

"Six hundred thousand is enough to sell yourself? A woman who doesn't respect herself will only end up bullying honest men."

"The honest man took all the blame."

Then a man nodded: "This world..."

"More and more women are becoming vain. They only care about money and have lost all basic human dignity."

A woman dressed in flamboyant attire glanced at them, then sneered, "Sour grapes."

"If you had money, you might spend even more than them."

"Unfortunately, you have no money, so you can only stand by and be helplessly jealous."

The 600,000 yuan also had a significant impact on Ma Xiaoya and her group.

Whether they were moved or not, only they themselves knew the truth.

However, no one reached out their phone...to say "I do" and then accept the 600,000 yuan transfer.

The girl with the big white rabbit hat whispered to Ning Dongyang, "Boss, I gave up 600,000 for you."

"Could the status of the bed-warming maid be elevated?"

Although it was a joke, Ning Dongyang still felt quite comfortable hearing it.

The girl with cute little tiger teeth chuckled softly, her voice low: "What, you little slut, you want to be the boss's wife?"

Ma Xiaoya laughed and said, "I underestimated you before."

The girl with the big white rabbit smiled and said, "You might not believe it, but when I was three years old, a famous fortune teller from the next village told my fortune. He said I was destined to be an imperial concubine."

Ning Dongyang leaned closer: "The Qing Dynasty is over."

One of the two sweet and charming girls said nervously, "You two are still in the mood to joke around."

"Aren't you worried at all? That person offered a high price and we didn't accept it. What if they try to force us later?"

Mu Qingzhu shrank closer to Ning Dongyang: "I'm scared too."

Ning Dongyang overheard a bit of what Feng Shao was saying when he was calling for reinforcements, and he sensed that the guy was up to no good.

He never imagined that he could unleash his domineering aura and wipe out Feng Shao and his men with a single hand.

He has the system at his disposal; it's not worth arguing with them over a moment's pride.

They were about to protect Mu Qingzhu and the others and leave in a dignified manner.

Mu Qingzhu and the others spoke in very low voices.

Feng Shao, Fei Shao, and Wen Shao couldn't hear what they were saying, but the fact that none of them came over despite the offer of 600,000 was enough to slap them in the face.

As for whether to pay more, do you really think it's studded with diamonds?

"Make way, make way."

We are not responsible for any bumps or knocks.

The crowd of onlookers was suddenly pushed aside.

Then about twenty more arrived, carrying iron bars around their waists; they were clearly not to be trifled with.

The leader wiped the sweat from his brow, ran to Feng Shao's side, and was about to call out, "Feng Shao."

Feng Shao's eyes lit up, and he coughed lightly.

Then, a glance swept over, locking onto Ning Dongyang, subtly revealing the intention to cripple him.

The group consisted of over twenty thugs, and the leader was none other than Xiao Wu from the phone call. They immediately understood each other's intentions.

Feng Shao pretended not to know him and didn't want to have anything to do with him.

It's okay, as long as the money is right, he's willing to do dirty work for Young Master Feng.

"Wow, one dragon and six phoenixes, you're quite the ladies' man."

Having figured out who Feng Shao was targeting, Xiao Wu waved his hand as he spoke, and a dozen or so of the twenty or so young people around him split up to surround Ning Dongyang and Ma Xiaoya.

The remaining six or seven people pulled out the arm-length iron rods hanging from their waists and dispersed to the four sides and the shops on both sides.

One of them shouted at the onlookers, "Everyone can watch the show, but if you have a cell phone, please turn it off. If you don't have a cell phone, don't move around."

"Otherwise, if we accidentally hit the wrong person and send you to the hospital, we won't have the money to pay for your medical expenses."

Xiao Wu turned to look around, his tone arrogant and domineering: "By the way, don't meddle in other people's business or call the police, or you'll regret it."

After making the blatant threat, he turned back to look at Ning Dongyang and grinned.

"Last time at the Rich and Powerful Nightclub, you beat up seven or eight of our brothers. Things change, though. Kid, never thought this day would come?"

"You can't escape!!"

He brandished the iron rod in his hand, pointing it at Ning Dongyang.

"If you're a man, don't hide among women."

Faced with the aggressive arrival of about twenty people from the underworld.

Ning Dongyang's mind raced.

One against twenty, there's absolutely no chance of winning.

Previously, Ning Dongyang only trained his body, and his physical fitness was not weak. However, strong physical fitness does not mean he can fight, let alone take on twenty people at once.

The key point is that they were holding an iron bar.

Mommy's opinion.

Should we call the police and ask Uncle Hat to come and help us out?

There simply isn't enough time.

Sigh, he didn't get enough Origin Points. With his current physical condition, he can take on one or two opponents without much trouble, but twenty wielding iron rods? Unless... he catches a blade barehanded, I don't know if that's even possible.