Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 415 A Murder Case Caused by a Steamed Bun

"The clothes are broken..."

Atletico lowered his eyes, took back his clothes that were not stained with blood at all, put them on, took back his South Sea pearl buttons and Baibao belt, and went down the mountain without looking back.

Not long after, the sound of shouting and killing was heard not far from the carriage, and the sound of weapons attacking each other was close to our ears, but everyone in the carriage continued to do their own thing as if they didn't hear it at all. of.

"Really! Even if you want to rob, don't ruin your clothes! Could it be that they are really interested in you? Jinglang, don't be afraid, even if you are defiled by them, I still love you."

While muttering, Ning Mei nimbly helped Atletico mend his clothes.

Don't look at Ning Mei's carefree as if she can't do anything well, but in fact her handiwork is quite good. It is said that she still wanted to take the fashion design exam back then, but her drawing was really ugly. The teacher of the Design Academy I really can't take it anymore.

At this time, Ma Jing had already changed his clothes, but he didn't dare to throw away the very valuable clothes, because he heard from Ning Mei that his lord had a very good friend who belonged to the mermaid tribe.

If Mr. Zhizhi disposes of the mermaid things so casually, not to mention how friendly she is with that friend, the price of this dress is enough for Mr. Zhizhi who never advocates waste to punish him a little.

"What's the matter? Seeing you are depressed?"

Yan Nianzhen saw that Atletico Ma was in a low mood, and immediately asked him softly.

Atletico Ma shook his head slightly: "No, it's just that I saw three fresh lives just now, and I lost all of them for a piece of clothing, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

Yan Nianzhen chuckled and shook his head: "Your clothes are not worth the money of the young and old. Some people can cause a murder just for a steamed bun. Isn't that even more worthless?"

Hearing the words, Ma Jing actually believed it, and looked at Yan Nianzhen with wide eyes in disbelief and asked, "Eh? Is this really the case?"

Seeing his serious look, Yan Nianzhen couldn't help laughing out loud, and laughed for a long time before nodding and continuing to fool him:

"There must be something real, right? There has been a severe drought these years. Among those hungry people, let alone a steamed bun, even a bowl of thin porridge can cause a murder."

(End of this chapter)