Qing palace plan: poisonous girl Fanghua dominates the world

Chapter 63 Acquisition of the Killer Academy ([-])

Hastily rushed to the Lvran building, and found a mess inside.

Tables, chairs and benches with broken arms and short legs were all lying on the ground, fragments of fine blue and white porcelain were everywhere, torn screens, punctured windows...

Groups of gorgeous women have already turned pale with fright at this moment, crouching on the ground with their heads in their arms...

There are also groups of prostitutes who are running away...

A man in black stood in the middle of the stage, his gaze was like an arrow, staring down at everyone below.

"Very good!" Suddenly, there was a burst of applause, and Mo Zhiyuan walked over with light steps.

The man's eyes were slightly suspicious, but it was fleeting.

"Who are you?" the man asked.

"The boss of this building."

The man looked Mo Zhiyuan up and down, no matter how you looked at her, she didn't look like the boss of a brothel!

"Hehe, little baby?" The corner of the man's mouth curled up, his sharp eyes became gentle.

"Why?" Mo Zhiyuan also raised the corners of her mouth and looked at him, "You can't open a brothel? Besides, how can you judge that I haven't disguised myself?"

The man was silent for a moment.

"Okay, let's talk about it, you make this place into such a purpose." Mo Zhiyuan didn't go around in circles with him anymore, and said bluntly.

"I don't have any purpose. If I want to say something, I just want the boss of this brothel to give me some food and shelter, so that I can solve my own food and clothing." Not as strange as before.

"Young man, I'm afraid you can't. You've done such a shocking job, and you're just looking for something to eat and live in?" It's a joke, she, Mo Zhiyuan, is not a three-year-old kid, how could she believe that it took such a lot of trouble but the reason is so? simple?Besides, he is not from China.

"To be honest, the little one is just..." The man glanced at the shivering old bustard under the stage, "You can't blame me, if you want to blame it, you can blame that..."

"Old bustard, tell me, what did you do?" Mo Zhiyuan raised her eyebrows and asked.

Although he has become the boss of Lvranlou, he still doesn't like this old bustard.

"Back... back to the boss, I just introduced a few girls to this hero!" The old bustard lay on the ground and kowtowed.

"What else? Mr. Turtle, tell me."

"Back... back to the boss, Meiniang forcibly put some medicine in this hero's wine..."

Hearing this, Mo Zhiyuan took a look at the man in black, seeing the restrained aura exuding from his body, and admired him from the bottom of his heart.

Clearing his throat, he said to the old bustard on the ground, "Do you know how expensive that medicine is?"

Old~ Bustard, Monk Zhang Er was puzzled and didn't understand why Mo Zhiyuan suddenly changed the subject, "What... what?"

"Every time you see a young and handsome man, do you have to provide that kind of medicine?" Mo Zhiyuan bit her lip, "Xi'er, do the math, a pack of medicine costs fifty cents, and the average monthly There are 240 times, [-] times a year, how much money will we have to pay for this brainless Meiniang every year?"

"Yes." Xi'er picked up the abacus and quickly calculated, "Miss Hui, 50 taels of silver per year."

"50 taels of silver? Old bustard, do you know? 50 taels of silver can provide a poor family with food and clothing for several years."

"Yes, Meiniang understands. Meiniang knows she was wrong. Boss, please forgive me. I will definitely not do this next time!"

(End of this chapter)