"Moreover, after killing her, we can also ask Ping Hongxi for another batch of alien cores."

The woman thought for a moment and said, "It's such a waste to kill her like this. We can actually capture her, lock her up, and have her help us grow organic vegetables, which we can then sell."

The man shook his head. "No, keeping her at home is a potential problem. Don't forget, she's still a young lady of the Yan family. If the Yan family ever remembers her, we'll be in trouble."

The woman thought it made sense, "Then why don't we send her to Brother Hei's place?"

“The girls we sent last time were far worse than her, and they were worth a lot of credits.”

“I think that pomelo is beautiful and juicy. Many men like that kind of thing, so it must be more valuable. We can talk about whether we can trade it using different kernels.”

The man's cloudy eyes lit up. "That's a great idea. We can make even more money."

The two then discussed that they would take action to catch pomelos that night.

From her memories, Qingyou knew that Hei Ge was a leader on the black streets of the fourth district, who bought or robbed many women and specialized in that kind of business.

It has to be said, these two are definitely no good people to be able to get together.

She took out a talisman from her crossbody bag and began to draw a talisman.

The middle-aged man watched curiously.

Soon, Qingyou finished drawing the talisman and folded it into the shape of a little person.

He muttered a few words to himself and nodded at the paper figure.

Then, as if it came to life, the paper figure suddenly stood up and squeezed into the crack in the door.

The middle-aged man stared in disbelief; this was simply too amazing.

He glanced at Qingyou furtively, curious about what she would do next.

Hearing the conversation between the two people inside, even as an observer, he felt it was excessive, let alone for her, the person involved.