When the full-level boss picks up the zero-level petite bag

Chapter 241 My Lord, I Have No Money Again (11)

Soon, a large group of Ah Piao who were listening to the play gathered in front of Nan Xingxing.

Do you really think they are here to listen to the show?of course not.

If they hadn't been bewitched by this little Ah Piao's rhetoric, how could they have accidentally borrowed money?
No, keep watching to see where her home is.

Little Ah Piao hugged her head, startled by the blackness in front of her, "Come on soon, wait a little longer."

When did she borrow so much money?
Little Ah Piao's face was a little innocent, she needed to think about how to explain it to adults.

Beiheng was dressed in a black robe, with long body and long legs. As soon as he stepped into the night market, Ah Piao felt a cold coercion around him.

Thinking of his purpose of coming, Bei Heng restrained his breath a little, and walked towards the place where he sensed Xiao Ah Piao.

"Nan Xing Xing." He looked straight at Nan Xing Xing stuck inside through the many Ah Piao in front of him.

Nan Xingxing only felt his ears itch, waved them away with a wave of his hand, and rushed towards Bei Heng.

"grown ups!"

Seeing her bumping towards him crookedly, Bei Heng stretched out his hand to hold her head, and took her arm to make her float upright.

"My lord, do you still have the big ingot?" Nan Xingxing's voice was a little unassuming.

She really can spend too much money.

Little Ah Piao's small face came out from Bei Heng's big palm, with an innocent expression on his face.

"All spent?" Bei Heng looked down at her.

"Yeah." Little Ah Piao nodded honestly.

"Go back when you run out of money, and still floating around outside?" He pinched her cheek in dissatisfaction, and there was a touch of worry in his voice.

"But I still..."

All the Ah Piao didn't see Beiheng's face clearly, they only knew that the other person's aura was majestic, probably some great benevolent soul.

But seeing that he was about to take Nan Xingxing away, all the Ah Piao became anxious, should they pay back the money?
"Stop, don't float!"

"My lord, I owe them money." Nan Xingxing held Bei Heng's arm and said pitifully.

She didn't know why, but she owed a whole lot of money while eating.

Obviously the carrot head is also eating, she eats more than her.

Bei Heng was stunned for a moment, pinching her cheek with his index finger and thumb, his voice was low and indifferent, "Little devil, have you learned how to pay on credit before you learn how to float?"

"I... I was wrong, my lord, but I'm very hungry, and I haven't eaten much." Little Ah Piao hurriedly hugged the big hand that pinched her face, trying to make him gentler.

"How much does she owe you?" Bei Heng raised his head, and turned from sideways to facing all Ah Piao straight.

"A small ingot of gold..."

"Five ingots..."

The hearts of the crowd were big, and they reported the number one after another.

"...Your...your lord?" Until one of them, A Piao, took a serious look at Bei Heng.

In an instant, the bustling night market was completely quiet, and even the singers on the stage froze.

The cold wind came in from outside, making Zhong Piao tremble and feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that they were about to run, Bei Heng waved his hand to stop them, then walked over and started asking questions one by one.

"Huh? How much does she owe you?"

The first one to be caught was Carrot Piao.

She stared dumbfounded at the gloomy big man in front of her, trembling so much that she wanted to dig into the haystack.

"A little gold." Nan Xingxing floated over and said happily.

"What about him?" Bei Heng pointed to the one next to him.

"Eight small gold pieces, one crispy chicken."

"Five small gold coins, one braised carp..."

(End of this chapter)