C2148 Not Even a Hundred Dollars for Me

The difference between five hundred thousand and five hundred thousand was not something that a simple 'ten thousand' could describe!

Although the old swindler already felt that it was impossible for him to raise the price too high from the hands of this person when he saw the embarrassed look on Zhang SanKuang's face, he did not expect that the person in front of him, who seemed to be the same as him, would actually push the price so hard, to the point of being crazy to the point of wanting to beat him up with fifty yuan.

He had seen ruthless people, but he had never seen such a ruthless person! At this very moment, the old liar felt like a real Senior Magus meeting a Junior Magus, and even felt a sense of empathy for him. The person in front of him was not only similar to him, but also had such a similar style of doing things.

However, appreciating each other's kindness was one thing, but the old swindler had already made up his mind. He absolutely could not retreat half a step. Lin Bai had just ruthlessly chopped at him, causing him to bleed profusely. Now this person wanted to play with him as well, using such a cheap price like fifty dollars to take the news out of his mouth. This was such a big joke!

However, the old swindler didn't know that since the two of them were teachers and disciples, they naturally had the same thoughts. How could he say that his junior brother had cut him down and that his senior brother did not follow suit?

"Bro, just think about it. Fifty yuan is already not a small amount. If you take it out, you can buy a bowl of noodles and eat it. Think about it, if I don't ask, you won't even have fifty yuan. Looking at the old swindler who was continuously sucking in cold air, Zhang SanKui could not help but laugh.

"Fifty …" When the old swindler heard these words, he ground his teeth and shook his head like a rattle drum, saying repeatedly, "Do you think you're trying to get me to open my mouth for a beggar with such little money? What a joke! "Let me give you a word of advice. Don't you ever think about what he bought? Only I know. If you don't ask me, who else can you buy from?"

F * ck, this old man has some skills too. He looks quite similar to the Dao Lord himself, but he actually used Taiji Fist on him! Upon hearing the old swindler's words, Zhang SanKuang was immediately amused. He felt a sense of empathy for the old swindler and felt that the old swindler in front of him had quite the personality of the old swindler.

However, just like that old liar, he appreciated each other's kindness. It was impossible to get Zhang SanKuang to take out another penny. What kind of person was Zhang Sanming? He was a man who was like a goose that had gone over his head, a rooster that had gone over the top. He was the only one who could take things from other people, how could anyone take things from him?

"Fifty, no …" After thinking about it for a while, he felt that the old swindler's words were not unreasonable. Other than asking the seller about it, no one else knew what those things were. Clenching his teeth, he extended two of his thumbs and curled his palms with his other three fingers.

"Sixty-six thousand?" The old liar was overjoyed when he saw Zhang SanKuang's gesture. He thought that Zhang SanKuang might have stepped into his trap, but when he saw the 'shy yet charming' smile on his face, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. He asked in a trembling voice, "Can you tell me the exact number, is it 66,000 or 66,000?"

At this moment, the old swindler was about to go crazy. Moreover, at this moment, he vaguely felt that the fellow before him was the same as the brat just now; he had a heart of steel!

"Not so much. Let me give you a lucky number." Zhang SanKuang chuckled, waved his hand mysteriously and said.

"Six hundred and sixty?" After hearing this, the old swindler was finally relieved. No matter what, this was a three digit number, it was better than a two digit number, but when he saw Zhang Sanming's smiling and silent expression, his heart trembled like a rabbit that had been stepped on, and he immediately scuttled forward. He stared at Zhang Sanmeng, and said in a deep voice, "It can't be 66, right?"

"Brother, you're really a smart person. It's easy to deal with you. How about it? Two or six times is enough. Isn't this number lucky enough?" Zhang SanKuang chuckled, nodded solemnly, and said with a beefy expression, "Brother, people have to be satisfied!"

"I know you, big head …" The old swindler was already on the verge of breaking out in rage. He glared at Zhang Sanmang and roared, "Go back to where you came from! I don't need your money!"

"Sigh, old friend, you really …" Upon hearing these words, a regretful expression appeared on Zhang SanKuang's face. He slowly shook his head and said, "Since you feel that this number is not suitable, then forget it. Anyway, this information does not matter."

Finishing his words, Zhang Sanmeng cupped his hands towards the old swindler, turned around and walked away, waving his sleeves, not leaving a single cloud behind. He looked extremely calm, as if the things he had asked about really did not matter.

"F * ck, I've finally accepted my old movie today. First, I saw a little scoundrel asking for a debt, and now, I met you!" Others even f * cking call me a liar, but in my opinion, you two are the real vampires! "

Seeing that Zhang Sanmad was about to leave, the old liar gritted his teeth in anger, but was reluctant to leave without even a single cut. He gritted his teeth and said with hatred, "The two digits are too shabby, falling to us. Alright, give me a small red fish and I will tell you everything I know. I won't even do a smack!"

"This won't do. Three figures is too much, right? Eighty-eight, it's a huge profit." No matter how smart you are, you can still escape from the grasp of the Dao Lord. Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanming turned around. Although he was secretly delighted, on the surface, he still resolutely and decisively waved his hand, as if he would turn around and leave if the price did not reach an agreement.

"I'll give up on you then!" Seeing this, the old swindler had a bitter smile on his face. He cupped his hands towards Zhang SanKuang and said, "Ninety-nine, no lower. This is the best price we can get. If we don't agree on it, then we will!"

"Deal!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanmeng was immediately overjoyed. He immediately made up his mind and asked with a smile, "That daoist friend just now, what did you buy from your stall?"

Ninety-nine, and you can't give me a hundred for the old movie. You want me to find you a dollar, but you don't even have one. Seeing Zhang SanKuang agree, the old liar let out a long breath and then slowly said, "What did that brat buy? He bought a bunch of bottles and jars. They are all spring medicine!" "Brother, I can see that you are also from the same world. To tell you the truth, my medicine really has a miraculous effect. A bottle of it, no matter if you are a caterpillar or not, you can still be vigorous!

"Dao Lord, I am already full of spirit and vigor, why would I need those useless things!" Hearing this, Zhang Sanmeng immediately clenched his fists and gestured at his biceps, which were only two fingers wide. Then, he asked in confusion, "Bro, are you sure you're right? That kid just bought spring medicine from you, is it nothing else?"

"Do you believe me or not, if you don't believe me, come over next time when I open my stall in the Ruins. As long as you can afford it, I'll give you two bottles to taste it!" Hearing this, the old swindler glared, and said as if he didn't believe Ye Zichen's words.

It seemed that person really wasn't the youngest junior brother! When he heard the old swindler's words, Zhang SanKui's heart instantly turned cold. Although he didn't pay much attention to the matters of the youngest junior brother, he had seen it before. As long as Lin Bai returned, He Jia Er and Xia Xiaoqing would lower their heads and blush so much that their ears almost fell off.

He was a vigorous and vigorous man, but his junior brother was definitely a bit more powerful than his own. Such a person didn't need any kind of medicine or labor. It seemed like he had made a mistake before. This person had nothing to do with his junior brother.

But if this person wasn't the youngest junior brother, then where was the youngest junior brother? Could it be that he still hadn't left that damned place?!

"Give me money, give me money!" Although the old swindler was muttering in his heart and felt that Zhang Sanmeng's expression was a bit off, he was too lazy to investigate further, so he placed his hand in front of Zhang SanKuang and said.

"Sure, here you are." After searching for a long time, he finally fished out a small red fish. When he saw the old swindler's eyes brighten up, he happily put the little red fish into his pocket and grabbed a handful of neatly arranged tickets. He patted the old swindler's hand and said, "Dip it in, ninety-nine dollars and ninety-nine dollars, it's a long time and I'll give you nine points too. Consider it an extra tip and it suits your requirement of three digits!"

Finishing his words, Zhang SanKuang let out a long sigh, patted his butt, and left!

Ninety-nine dollars and ninety-nine dollars, is this a f * cking three digits? Have you not forgotten that there is still a decimal point within these three digits?! The old swindler's heart turned cold as he looked at the departing back of Zhang SanKuang. He felt that the world was no longer the same as it used to be and that people were still living in it.

F * ck, I don't believe that you can still calculate so accurately. Even a dime is not bad! Gritting his teeth, the old swindler looked at the pile of broken pieces in his hand and started to carefully count them one by one.

However, when he counted, he was completely dumbfounded. Even when he looked at the back of Zhang Sanmeng, there was an expression of admiration on his face. Even though it was ninety-nine dollars, it was actually ninety-nine dollars. He didn't miss a single cent, and he had no idea where this old fogey had gotten all these useless small coins.

Vicious man, truly vicious man, much more vicious than your father! His words were so straightforward, he didn't even give him a dime. He said it was ninety-nine yuan, yet he wasn't even willing to pay a hundred yuan! At this moment, the old swindler felt like weeping but had no tears.