Ming Luo, the God-slayer who swept through the God Realm, has transmigrated. She has transmigrated into a troublemaker with countless spare tires.
As soon as she woke up, she witnessed Spare ...
"Exactly, I don't know what their mentality is."
"Maybe they think they're beautiful and have the right to be that way?"
"There should be a minimum moral standard. Just because you're pretty doesn't mean you can do whatever you want."
Nie Heng and the others listened with astonishment. Were these women crazy?
"Are you guys crazy? Fine, I'll give each of you a lawyer's letter."
Compared to money, a lawyer's letter is nothing...
Money is still the most important thing!
The girls made their decision immediately. Most importantly, they had successfully verified that Nie Heng really didn't hit women; he only talked a lot. But they weren't afraid of his verbal attacks.
The group immediately started arguing with Nie Heng, who was no match for him and was so angry that he wanted to hire someone to come and argue with them.
Herlin and the others were furious.
They are taught from a young age to respect and protect women.
But these girls need protection and respect? That's utterly ridiculous.
Zhao Yuanhang and the others frowned. Judging from the quality of these girls, they knew that Ming Jiaojiao's character was not very good. Otherwise, she wouldn't have done something like stealing her sister's boyfriend and then showing off their affection in front of her sister, as if she was afraid of upsetting her.
They couldn't help but say a few words as well.
The scene gave the impression that a group of men were bullying several young girls, and one of them had even been made to cry.
Mingluo has a headache.
She was so sleepy she was about to die. She had just had a little wine and was about to drift off to sleep, but now she had to deal with a bunch of idiots.
These scumbags are simply asking for trouble.
She touched herself repeatedly, remembering how she had tricked Master Gu out of some of his talismans when she performed the exorcism for the Fan family earlier that day…
She immediately took out the talisman and used her spiritual power to inscribe it, turning the original exorcism talisman into a very useful silencing talisman.
This time, she was really annoyed by the noise and very angry. She also wanted to teach Ming Jiaojiao a lesson, so she did not hesitate to expend her spiritual power to inscribe talismans.
In this world where spiritual energy is extremely scarce, she finds it very difficult to mobilize her spiritual power each time, and the inscription is very challenging, but she estimates that it should be enough to finish revising the talisman.
To everyone else, this scene showed Minglu angrily picking at the paper...
That's so pitiful!
The dozen or so boys were bursting with fighting spirit, hurling all sorts of insults back at Ming Jiaojiao's fake friends. They were completely powerless to defend themselves and were forced to retreat repeatedly, feeling a sense of unease about how hard it is to earn money.
"It's done!" Mingluo looked at the shimmering talisman in her hand, gently chanted a few incantations, and when no one was looking, she lightly shook the talisman, which quickly disappeared...
Mingluo stood up and watched as the talisman, which had transformed into spiritual energy, gradually became transparent and then silently flew to the necks of the group, slowly merging into them.
Soon, the group clutched their throats in pain and screamed.
"Ah! What is this... "
"My throat..."
"What is this...?"
Several people quickly managed to make a sound, and they were completely stunned. They anxiously checked their throats, looked at Jing Yan and Ming Jiaojiao in surprise, and pointed to their throats.
Mingluo exhaled, and the whole world became quiet.
As Nie Heng continued cursing, he only heard his own voice and burst into laughter.
"Your voice's gone hoarse, huh? Karma's got you!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The dozen or so people who had participated in the verbal battle sat down, looked at each other, and suddenly burst into laughter. The feeling was probably similar to that of comrades-in-arms who had fought side by side in the same trench.
Minglu was in a good mood. She raised a glass of wine and smiled slightly. "Thank you for earlier. I owe you a favor this time. If you need anything in the future, you can come to me. I will do my best to help you, and I will find someone to help you with things I can't do."
Herlin and the others' eyes lit up. "Then it's a deal, no backing out."
Zhao Yuanhang and the others just laughed, not taking Mingluo's words to heart at all.
In fact, their impression of Mingluo was still based on Jingyan's previous description: a pretty girl with little ability.
Therefore, they didn't take it seriously, and they simply assumed that Helin and the others were just trying to support Nie Heng.
Zhao Yuanhang never imagined that it would be because of this favor that his life would be saved...
Mingluo was in a cheerful and harmonious atmosphere, with everyone toasting and laughing, their spirits high.
This gave Minglu a sense of what she felt when she held the Thousand Gods Banquet in the God Realm before.
Meanwhile, things weren't going well for Ming Jiaojiao.
Suddenly, the group fell silent, unable to speak, their faces flushed with anxiety. They could only communicate with Jiaojiao via their cell phones.
[Jiaojiao, we suddenly can't speak, what's wrong?]
We only stood up for you because Jing Yan told us to, what are we going to do now?
[Yes, Jing Yan said he'd give us a million if something happened to us. Is that true?]
Ming Jiaojiao was furious. She looked at the person who spoke with disdain and contempt.
This guy is so greedy for money that he's trying to extort her.
Besides, the fact that all three of them lost their voices at the same time suggests that they conspired and did it on purpose.
However, she wouldn't say it directly; she would reply in her group chat with her girlfriends.
[What symptoms are you experiencing? Are you feeling unwell? Tell me so I can hear it. I'll get you some water first. I guess your throats are tired from talking too much. Thank you so much. You're doing this for me. Don't worry, I'll definitely get you 10,000 yuan. I mean what I say.]
The group was extremely anxious. Did Ming Jiaojiao mean she was denying the promise of a million dollars if something went wrong?
One of the girls simply stopped talking to Ming Jiaojiao and took out her phone to show Jing Yan what was on it.
Jing Yan's expression changed. "Can't you all speak?"
The girl nodded quickly.
Jing Yan found this matter suspicious.
Having experienced Zhao Yuanhang's betrayal, he naturally assumed that these girls had also betrayed Ming Jiaojiao and conspired to swindle money.
One million is not a small amount for him.
Hearing the commotion from Mingluo's place behind him, he felt extremely annoyed. He had come here to relax, but now he was becoming more and more irritable.
When Ming Jiaojiao saw that the girl was actually going directly to Jing Yan, her expression changed instantly, fearing that the girl might suddenly ask Jing Yan for his WeChat.
She immediately stood up and said, "Why are you like this? Can't you just tell me what's wrong?"
The girl's face turned pale with anger.
It was Ming Jiaojiao who wanted to deny it, which is why they went to Jing Yan. Why is it that they seem to have done something wrong now? Who are they standing up for?
Several people surrounded Ming Jiaojiao, pointing and gesturing wildly as they typed rapidly on their phones. While they appeared to be engrossed in their phones, the group chat was actually in an uproar.
Jing Yan glared at the group with a sinister look and shouted, "Stop arguing, let's go to the hospital."
Upon hearing this, Mingluo chuckled and said, "It's done!"