This hand gripped the edge tightly, followed by another hand, and then a human head covered by hair.

If anyone saw this scene, they would definitely faint on the spot.

But coincidentally, no one was present, and no one saw it.

Song Qingyi and the others, who could have seen it, were unaware of this matter.

Right now, they are arguing about the bicycle.

Because the bicycles were so attractive, the boys all wanted to own them, while the girls only wanted to share the money.

Therefore, a disagreement arose.

"Stop arguing. There's only one bicycle, worth five hundred yuan. Whoever has the money can take it."

"The rest of you, how about we split this five hundred yuan together?" As the leader, Song Qingyi saw that the boys were about to fight over a bicycle.

The only option is to step forward and come up with the most suitable solution.

But in reality, she knew very well that the bicycle was worth far more than that.

But she still quoted a low price because she knew that even if she did, no one could afford it.

These women are all shut-ins; if anyone had five hundred yuan, they wouldn't be doing this job with her.

But she overlooked a painful lesson: it's better to be safe than sorry.

As soon as she said that, the skinny boy with the mole immediately took out five hundred yuan and handed it to Song Qingyi, smiling broadly as he said, "This is a great idea. Here is five hundred yuan. Take it and share it with everyone!"

The bicycle is mine now.

After saying that, he picked up a large rock from the ground, intending to smash the lock and take the bicycle away.

But Song Qingyi got anxious and immediately gave Song Qiannian a meaningful look.

The latter understood and stepped forward, saying, "Then I'll also offer five hundred yuan; I want this bicycle too."

Upon hearing that someone else was competing with him, Skinny Monkey stopped what he was doing, stood up, and started raising the price, "I'll add another ten dollars."

"I'll add fifteen yuan."

"I'll add fifty."

"I'll add fifty-five."

"..."

The price kept going up and down, eventually reaching seven hundred yuan.

Now, the skinny monkey finally understood.

Song Qiannian is clearly here to cause trouble; he's deliberately trying to avoid giving him the bicycle!

The skinny monkey immediately flew into a rage, "Song Qingyi, Song Qiannian, what do you mean by this?"

"You set the rules, and now you're trying to go back on your word?"

Song Qingyi was truly at a loss for words; she genuinely hadn't expected that the skinny monkey would have several hundred yuan on him.

If she had known someone could afford it, she wouldn't have quoted that price.

What should we do now?

Just as she was wondering what to do, Song Qiannian's short temper also flared up.

He fell in love with the bicycle the moment he first saw it, and it was unforgettable.

He finally had the chance to take it home, and he insisted on taking the bicycle home no matter what.

"Who's cheating? Song Qingqing is a member of the Song family, and her things are ours."

"If we take out the money and share it with you, aren't you the ones who benefit?" He said this, and it really sounded like the truth to people who weren't from Songjia Village.

"The highest bidder wins!" someone in the crowd shouted.

"How about you guys have a fight? Whoever wins gets to keep it. Seven hundred is fine." Then someone else chimed in.

The one who said this was a boy. He didn't have that much money, but he couldn't stop thinking about the bicycle, so he came up with this terrible idea.

But his idea was agreed upon by the eight boys present.

With things having developed to this point, Song Qiannian and the skinny monkey have no choice but to fight.

At first, the two were a little hesitant and didn't dare to go all out.

But in the end, the two became increasingly frustrated as they fought, resorting to real punches and kicks, each strike landing hard, as if they wanted to knock the other out completely.

The crowd watched as the two of them fought back and forth for quite some time, until Song Jiajia suddenly appeared on top of them and successfully smashed them until they vomited blood.

Everyone then realized what was happening.

what happened?

Why is Song Jiajia, who just left, here?

Before they could figure it out, another scream came from behind them.

Upon hearing the sound, everyone turned around to look, and saw Song Qingqing standing in front of them with her face covered in blood.

"Ah!" In the next instant, they all transformed into groundhogs, their screams piercing the sky.

"A ghost!" Two of the girls screamed when they saw Song Qingqing's blood-covered face and ran away.

The rest were either brave or too scared to run away.

Of course, this also includes Skinny Monkey and Song Qiannian, who were hit by Song Jiajia earlier and almost died on the spot.

At this moment, when the two of them saw Song Qingqing, they looked as if they had seen a ghost.

His eyes bulged out, his mouth was wide open, and his whole body was trembling.

"We didn't kill you, you fell down on your own. Don't come looking for us, don't come looking for us." Song Qingshui sat on the ground, hugging her knees tightly, burying her head in them, too scared to run.

Song Qingyi was one of the few people who was still able to stand.

But she was also filled with immense fear. She couldn't believe her eyes. She blinked several times and rubbed them repeatedly, but Song Qingqing was still standing there not far away.

She clung to a nearby tree trunk, struggling to keep from falling to the ground, and asked in a trembling voice, "Are you a human, or a ghost?"

"Hehehe..." After a cold laugh, Song Qingqing quickly came to Song Qingyi and punched her, sending her flying backward and spitting blood.

As she flew backward, Song Qingqing ran up to Song Qingshui and stomped on her leg, breaking it.

Then, with lightning speed, she rushed to the others and unleashed a barrage of punches, kicks, and strikes.

He successfully rendered everyone present so bad that they could only lie on the ground panting.

"Speak! Did Song Qingyi order you to do this?" After dealing with everyone, Song Qingqing stepped on Song Qingyi's chest and questioned her coldly.

Song Qingyi was shrewd enough that as soon as she heard her question, she immediately nodded in agreement and shifted all the blame onto Song Qingyi.

The skinny monkey, who was not far away, felt a chill run down his spine when he heard this. He had never imagined that Song Qingyi could be so wicked.

In order to harm Song Qingqing, her own sister actually mobilized two groups of people to hurt her.

She sent Song Qingyi to rob her, and then she sent him to make her fall off the mountain.

She is truly a woman who sends chills down your spine.

"It was really Song Qingyi who instigated us to do this. It was all her idea, and it has nothing to do with us!" As long as she could get rid of the blame, Song Qingyi did not hesitate to shift all the responsibility.

Song Qingyi didn't care how much truth and falsehood were in her words, but there was one thing she was sure of.

As long as they're willing to stick their noses up at Song Qingyi, that's it.

"Very good, I hope you'll say the same thing later." After saying that, Song Qingqing tied them all up and then rode her bicycle to find Song Guoqiang.

But on the way, she ran into Song Qingyi, what a small world!