Chapter 1136： The demon Langjun is a bit ruthless (23)

Chapter 1136 Monster Langjun, a bit ruthless (23)

Jiang Qiuyan looked down at the ground, curled up and groaned, almost spitting blood out again.

took out the contract paper from his arms, and also hated it:

"Da Qiao, don't worry about who said it. This is black and white, but it is clearly written on it. If you don't have the money to repay the debt, you will take your son to pay it. This is your own personal drawing."

Su Qiao squinted his eyes, and then sneered: “Huh, let alone it’s still dark, and the final debt repayment time has not come, even if it’s here, you can’t use my son to repay the debt.”

Jiang Qiuyan gritted her teeth: "What do you mean?"

Su Qiao looked proudly: "Boss Jiang, I, Su Qiao, can read literary and hyphenation at the age of three, and I can poetry at the age of five. I am proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Why do I need to press any fingerprint?

Pointing to the so-called contract, she mocked:

"If your fingerprint is true, it must have been pressed by my finger while I was drunk. This is not in line with the law of the Da Su dynasty."

The original doppelganger really never pressed this thing.

Where did this thing come from, Su Qiao didn’t know, but she was absolutely impossible to admit it.

"If you don't believe me, you can take a look at this."

Su Qiao picked up a burning stick with one end in his hand, walked to the somewhat dilapidated courtyard door, and directly wrote a poem on the pale courtyard door.

The word    is like a dragon flying in the sky, with a majestic momentum and a chilly glow.

Just like the person she is at the moment, with a fierceness that cannot be ignored, and full of freedom and unrestrainedness.

Even people who are illiterate can feel how well the character is written.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Jiang Qiuyan looked at the word, then turned around and looked at Su Qiao, who was full of breath, she was speechless.

faintly felt that he seemed to be a person who had gotten into trouble.

She thought that Su Qiao was just a small villager. No matter how powerful she was, she would be the best, that is, her mother had something to do with the town or the city.

But now, it seems that the big people above can be so jealous that they dare not show up, and they dare not face Su Qiao, she and her mother may be even bigger.

She hadn't forgotten that Su Qiao flew directly off the roof just now, and in a few blinks, she crippled all of her men.

When he started, his eyes were cold and without hesitation, the smell of blood lingered all over his body, just like the person killed out of the sea of ​​blood in the corpse mountain.

Jiang Qiuyan was completely scared this time.

Su Qiao took out a cloth bag from his arms and threw a wild ginseng in it directly:

"This is a 100-year-old wild ginseng. According to the market price, it can be exchanged for at least thirty taels of silver. The ten taels owed to you are paid back. The remaining twenty taels, please let me send them."

The onlookers of the villagers, those with good things quietly went forward to pick it up and took a look, and carefully handed it over to Jiang Qiuyan.

"It's really wild ginseng, and it's 100 years old."

"Isn't this big Joe illiterate? How could he still read and write poetry?"

"Da Qiao Niang is not an ordinary person, she is a person who can fly around in that forest."

"If someone can write, they will definitely not press any handprints. They must have been pressed secretly."

"This big Joe...is he really getting better?"

"Looks like that."

"Look at it, is that a wolf? Is it a wolf?"

"Da Qiao, did he really run into the dense forest?"

This wolf is only found in dense forests.

She not only went to the dense forest, but also came back with a wolf.

And this head is not an ordinary little wolf, like the kind of wolf king.

"Su Qiao, this time I'm at a loss."

How dare Jiang Qiuyan want her wild ginseng?

(End of this chapter)