MTL - Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed-Chapter 469 Equivalent exchange

The old beggar was stupid with the silver.

Meng Li showed a certain smile on a handsome face, and said in a deep voice, "Take it and eat something, I only have so much."

Du Yong stammered: "General...General, are you really crazy?!"

Shicai said he had a guard, but they waited for half an hour, and they didn't see the shadow of the guard.

At this moment, I gave the old beggar a huge sum of money-these ten taels are enough for an ordinary family to spend a year.

Du Yong's lips twitched.

Now he is not as rich as this old beggar-the sorrow of the moonlight clan.

Meng Li curled his lips, pulled Du Yong and left here, but said meaningfully: "Don't you think she is really working hard?"

Du Yong squinted at General Meng, who was not such a bad guy before.

What he often educates himself is: Poor people must be hateful.

There are so many poor people in the world, do you want to rescue them one by one?

What you have to do is to protect this Nanqi, and save all the people, not anyone!

Du Yong glanced at Meng Li vigorously. Could this be just for others?

Du Yong here can't figure out why, this General Meng will take such care of an old beggar.

An Rushuang over there was also dumbfounded while pinching the silver.

What is this? Meng Li found himself?

But if he didn't find himself, what would it be to give this talent?

It's not right. If he finds out about himself, he will surely expose himself. How can he be like this?

An Rushuang tangled for a long while, and saw that Meng Li had already gone further and further.

She exhaled heavily, tucked the silver in her arms, turned and started to walk back.

But unfortunately, a middle-aged man in rags and a half-year-old teenager suddenly appeared in the narrow alley. They looked at An Rushuang, their eyes were full of green light.

One of the younger ones yelled: "Smelly old lady, get out the silver!"

An Rushuang's heart became clear instantly.

Well, this is the picture that Meng Li just gave her money and was seen by these two scum.

Now come over to rob.

Thinking like this, her rickety body slowly stood up straight, looking at the two of them with bright eyes that did not match their appearance, and snorted coldly: "You can also ask for silver, but it is exchanged at the same price. "

The older sneered: "Is the equivalent of you?"

With that said, he flashed himself to the front of An Rushuang, with his large hands bent like eagle claws, he pulled straight toward the place where An Rushuang put his silver!

An Rushuang was slightly startled, this person is actually good at kung fu!

If you know how to work, how can you fall into such an embarrassing situation?

This thought flashed in his mind, An Rushuang saw his big hand strike like lightning, but did not hide, but quickly raised his hand.

After she raised her hand, the middle-aged man saw only a flash of silver light in front of him, without even noticing the pain, his body was paralyzed, and he lay down on his back.

He fell heavily to the ground and his eyes were still wide open. Obviously he had never thought in his heart that this seemingly embarrassed and old beggar was such a hidden weapon master.

In fact, An Rushuang hadn't used any hidden weapons. The silver needle crossbow on her wrist was also improved by Yan Tie after she came to Mobei.

Yan Tie is a blacksmith himself, and his concealed weapon kungfu has made him fascinated. Now, this Yan Tie is deeply afraid that others will discover his identity as Yan Wangtie.

But if you don't mention it, the skill of creating hidden weapons has never degraded.

An Rushuang himself is an extremely good doctor. Using this silver needle to attack will not hurt people's lives. It is already very suitable.

But at this time, she did not expose the crossbow arrows in the sleeves, which made people think that this person was a hidden weapon shot in her hand.

That's why this person misunderstood.

Seeing this scene, the boy was instantly flustered, turned around and ran out of the alley.

An Rushuang glanced at him faintly, thinking that the child was scared away, and didn't care much in his heart. He pulled out the silver needle from the person, turned and left here.

Stabbed in this acupuncture point, how could this person lie here for an hour.

It also happened to teach him a lesson, after seeing him, dare not to bully the weak in this way.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard a loud roar echoing in the alley.

"You killed my father! I want to kill you!"

The young man who had just left, holding a thick wooden stick in his hand, shouting slogans loudly, ran towards An Rushuang!

An Rushuang raised her brow, then raised her wrist lightly.

"do not!"

The man lying on the ground, his tongue was not so numb after all, so he roared, "Don't kill him!"

When the young man heard this, he was slightly taken aback, the big stick in his hand poked and fell.

Immediately afterwards, he yelled, hugged his feet in a circle around the place, and then looked at his father with tears in his eyes.

The corners of An Rushuang's lips twitched. How did this child live such a big life?

It's really stupid!

The man struggled to raise his head, but now he is still numb. He can only try to turn his eyes to look at his son, and said in a deep voice: "Please, let us go. I have eyes but don’t know Taishan, I don’t know you. Where is the superior..."

An Rushuang raised her brows and snorted coldly: "Huh! If I really am an old beggar, you can feel at ease, right?!"

With that said, she couldn't help but feel a little angry looking at the man's face.

The man also sighed deeply, and whispered: "We, too, are desperate... It's me who sees the money open. If you want to fight or kill, you hit me and let my son go."

The young man was like a girl, crying with tears, and shouted: "I am going to grab someone! You don't know, if we don't collect enough money, maybe we will die the next day!"

An Rushuang heard it amused, and actually laughed out: "There are so many refugees, how many people die every day, I am not a shantang, what do you do with me when you die?"

The boy was dumb for a long while, then gave An Rushuang a cold eye, but he didn't speak.

An Rushuang turned around to leave, but the man lying on the ground shouted: "You stop!"

An Rushuang's figure couldn't help but stop, turned his head and looked over, and saw that the man was trying his best to get rid of the numbness caused by the acupuncture point.

He was violent with blue veins, sweat gradually seeping out of his skin, he gritted his teeth, but with half a stick of work, he actually broke through the shackles that acupuncture points had on him.

Even if he was standing on the opposite side, An Rushuang couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, this person is definitely a martial arts wizard.

The man leaned on the boy’s support, stumbled to his feet, looked at An Rushuang, panting and asking, "Didn’t you say that they can also be exchanged for the same price?"