The wealthy family is also pretending to be poor for each other today

Ye Ning had thought of this idea since the last time she met the middle-aged female killer.

Since they are all here for money, then just add more money.

After all, money can make a difference.

Not to mention people.

"This...this person?"

The old man looked at the photo and was stunned for two seconds. "Isn't he the one who is wanted on the dark web and has a bounty of one billion dollars?"

Ye Ning just said lightly, "Looking for it or not."

"Looking for it! Of course looking for it!"

The old man immediately nodded seriously and said with a serious face, "There was a loud bang in the sky, and the old slave made his debut!"

Ye Ning twitched the corner of her mouth: "..."

I always feel like I have heard this somewhere.

And the old man grinned again, even more flattering, "Don't worry, I still have some ideas, and I promise not to let your money go to waste, so can you..."

He glanced down at his lap.

Even though he was wearing black pants, the blood had been flowing for a while. At this age, he was really afraid that he would die before leaving the battlefield and end up stuck here.

Ye Ning took her hand away from the crutch, "Then remember what you said."

She was actually very measured. Although the pricked area hurt, it wouldn't bleed too much. Otherwise, the old man would have been lying on the ground and rolling his eyes.

"Remember it, remember it clearly!"

The old man held his breath and pulled out the sharp thorns from his thigh. His heart throbbed with pain, but he still nodded with a smile on his face and said, "Don't worry, even though I am old, my brain is definitely not bad."

Ye Ning ignored him and left directly.

And it wasn't until a long time later that the old man suddenly thought of something again and sighed, feeling extremely annoyed, "You didn't give me your contact information either. Did you lie to me? Zi Lian has already taken 50!"

At this moment, his cell phone rang.

The note on the caller ID turned out to be: [Emperor].

He hurriedly pressed the answer button, and his smile became extremely bright. Just as he was about to speak, a gentle and jade-like young man's voice came from the opposite side, even with a smile, "Are you still addicted to playing?"

"To be honest, it's quite a bit."

The old man chuckled, then turned to look in the direction where Ye Ning's back had long since disappeared, and his eyes became more serious, "Emperor, this little girl's abilities are really scary."

"Ok, I know."

The young man opposite chuckled lightly and asked again, "Is your injury okay?"

"Hey! It's a trivial matter!"

Although he was grimacing in pain, the old man said he didn't care, and even said teasingly, "Compared to my poor subordinates, I'm quite lucky, right?"

Not to mention those who were hit by this and that knife, their arms were removed and their legs were broken.

This little girl is so cruel!

The man opposite didn't know what he thought of, and his tone suddenly became more solemn, "Lao Zhuang."

The old man nodded hurriedly, "Hey, you tell me."

"Continue to be optimistic about Beijing University and the surrounding areas. Don't let in any killers from other organizations. Tomorrow... I will arrange for Feng Ling to continue testing her."

The young man's tone seemed slightly darker.

The old man was a little heartbroken, "Then why don't we help her find that person? This little girl is extremely rich!"

"You old money geek."

The young man couldn't help laughing, his tone was still as gentle as sunshine, but it seemed to have some profound meaning, "If you want to find it, go find it, but if it delays what I told you... just give me your old bones." Let’s treat the flowers as waste.”

Anyway, you won’t find it.

*

When Ye Ning returned to the dormitory, Liang Zhixia and Shao Yurong were doing music theory homework.

As soon as she entered the door, Shao Yurong pointed at her back with some surprise, "Why is there blood on you?"

Oops, I forgot about this.

Ye Ning touched it, and when she felt a little bit of wetness, she knew it was still bleeding slightly, but she smiled calmly on the surface, "On the way back, I accidentally got pricked by a rose thorn in the flower pond while trying to hide from the car. "

"Deal with it."

Liang Zhixia had already taken out her small medicine box to find band-aids and alcohol cotton balls, and walked over to Ye Ning without any explanation.

Ye Ning smiled again, "No, it's just a little injury."

But unexpectedly, Liang Zhixia involuntarily lifted the hem of her clothes and said, "Bacteria are easy to breed in summer..."

Ye Ning's eyes narrowed slightly, and she pulled her clothes off before she could finish her words.

Liang Zhixia's hand still stayed in mid-air.

"I can do it myself."

Ye Ning took the alcohol cotton ball and band-aid directly from her hand and said sincerely, "Thank you."

"……Need not."

Liang Zhixia looked at her with a strange look, shook her head, then walked back to her side, picked up the pen again and wrote the question she had not finished just now.

However, the pen tip cannot fall no matter what.

Liang Zhixia couldn't help but frown, and what she saw just now appeared in front of her eyes: the wound on Ye Ning's waist was obviously not punctured by a thorn, but a sharp instrument thicker than a thorn to poke a hole of that size, and she seemed to be still I vaguely saw——

There was a series of coded numbers above Ye Ning's left waist!

Is it...a tattoo?

She couldn't help but secretly glance at Ye Ning with her peripheral vision.

At this moment, Ye Ning had turned her back to the door and gently wiped the wound with an alcohol cotton ball, then put a band-aid on it and changed into a clean short-sleeved shirt.

But from this angle, Liang Zhixia couldn't see her back anymore.

terribly upset.

Liang Zhixia couldn't help but pinch her eyebrows again, took a deep breath and silently said 'do the questions, do the questions', forcing herself not to think about these things that she couldn't figure out at all.

But the more this happened, the more a series of numbers appeared in front of his eyes that he didn't even have time to see clearly.

It was black and blurry, occupying almost all of her sight.

'Snapped'!

Throwing down the pen in annoyance, Liang Zhixia simply gave up on her homework and opened the novel app to see if the novel she had been following recently had been updated.

The result is no.

Liang Zhixia suddenly became even more unhappy, so she took her mobile phone and started typing quickly.

soon--

An APP reminder flashed on Ye Ning's phone: [Dear author, your fans have left you a message again! 】

You don't even have to look at it to know that it's a reminder.

Recently, the fan named [Xia Zhiliang] has been particularly active in speaking out. From time to time, he will write a series of small essays urging people to update, which has attracted countless people to follow suit and also received countless likes.

Ye Ning clicked it with some helplessness, good guys, a long series came into view——

[Why do you want me to wait? Why!Author, you are so cruel. Do you know that your unfinished article will make me sleepless all night? Thinking about how long it will take to wait, I woke up in the middle of the night. My hands and feet were cold. I wanted to struggle but I had no strength. , it feels like a big hole has been drilled into my heart, do you care?You don't care, you only care about yourself, just like you don't care that there is no lion in the lion's head and no wife in the wife cake, you don't care about me waiting until I'm going crazy! ! ! 】

Ye Ning shook her head dumbfounded, this must be really crazy...