"How much gift money did those men give to Nusi?"
Seeing everyone's merciless ridicule, Lan Xiaolan finally couldn't help it.
She said lightly.
"It's a full 300 US dollars." One of the girls watching said contemptuously.
For $300, you want to buy angry silk. It is really hateful and disgusting.
"I'll give you 30,000 US dollars!" Lan Xiaolan took out three stacks of cash from her backpack.
Ren Tingxi knew that she worked in the Living Cemetery and needed money everywhere, so he prepared enough cash for her early in the morning.
Ten thousand dollars per stack, three stacks in total.
Lan Xiaolan didn't bother counting and just threw the money to the ground.
"All of you get out of here!"
Seeing the US dollar bills scattered all over the floor, the girls were stunned like crazy people.
Then they would crawl on the ground and pick up money without caring about their image, just like the beggars begging for food on the streets.
Xia Tasha didn't bend down to pick up the money. It was just 300 US dollars, which was not worth her attention at all.
Those few hundred US dollars were just used to humiliate the angry fans.
But who is this foreign woman who is standing in front of Nusi and throwing money at her?
She crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked at Lan Xiaolan with disdain.
Lan Xiaolan was not afraid at all and was not frightened at all by her domineering attitude.
Lan Xiaolan still stood upright in front of Nusi, trying her best to protect her.
It seems that this foreign woman who doesn't know how to live or die is determined to fight her to the end today.
"Xiaolan, this money...I..."
"It's okay. I came to you today because I needed a favor from you."
Nusi looked at Lan Xiaolan with a puzzled look on his face.
"I heard you're quite skilled and a local. I'm a researcher sent by our country to the Living Tombs City to study ancient tombs."
"So I need to go into the Living Cemetery from time to time to conduct research."
"But I'm unfamiliar with the place and often get lost, and..."
At this point, Lan Xiaolan raised her eyes and glanced at Xia Tasha: "Besides, there are a lot of bad guys here, and it's not convenient for me to go in and out."
The bad guys mentioned here are just like the ones in front of us, unreasonable bullies like Xia Tasha.
"You're a girl. I think it would be great if you could lead the way for me and protect me."
"I don't know if you'd be willing to do me a favor."
"This money is my salary for hiring you."
Nusi tightly held Lan Xiaolan's hand that was blocking her, as if she wanted to pass the warmth into her heart.
Her nose felt slightly sore, her eyes became moist, and tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.
At this moment, she felt an unprecedented emotional impact, and an indescribable feeling of emotion surged in her heart.
This feeling made her realize that friendship could be so deep, so sincere, and so touching.
The appearance of Lan Xiaolan was like a bright light, illuminating the softest corner of her heart.
In fact, she had long regarded Lan Xiaolan as her friend.
Even if there is no money, as long as Lan Xiaolan asks, Nusi is willing to help her with such a small matter.
However, it was a peaceful time now, and no noble lady was willing to hire someone like her as a bodyguard.
She had lost her source of income and had no living expenses to give to the church or to local bullies like Xiatasha, so everyone was targeting her.
The appearance of Lan Xiaolan was undoubtedly a timely help to her.
"How long can I buy the Angry Silk with this money?"
In fact, in Country E, prices are very, very low, just like the first day Lan Xiaolan opened the Living Cemetery.
She only spent $20 to buy a large table of household and daily necessities.
The total of 30,000 US dollars here is actually enough for several families in Country E to live on for several years.
"You are a foreign woman, you seem to be very rich?"
"Not bad, not bad. More than enough to buy the freedom of Nusi!"
"snort!"
Xia Tasha raised her chin, arrogantly fiddled with her veil, and stared at Lan Xiaolan fiercely.
Her sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls and make people shudder.
The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a scornful smile, as if she was full of disdain and provocation towards Lan Xiaolan.
Yet this arrogance reveals a hint of unease, perhaps because she fears that her position is being threatened, or because she is terrified of the uncertainty of the future.
No matter what, her eyes never left Lan Xiaolan, as if she was declaring her sovereignty and power to her.
"But whether to sell the angry silk or not is up to me. No one else has the right to interfere."
As he spoke, Xia Tasha suddenly came forward again, pushed Lan Xiaolan away with one hand, grabbed the chain on Nu Si's hand with the other, and pulled her over.
"You bitch, come back with me now! I've already accepted the betrothal gift money, and you have to marry me no matter what!"
“Stop it!”
Lan Xiaolan pulled Xia Tasha away with force, allowing Nu Si to escape from her hands.
Lan Xiaolan often moves bricks and carries coffins in ancient tombs. Although she looks thin, she is very strong.
She exerted force and threw Xiatasha to the ground.
Xia Tasha fell to the ground, his face covered in dust.
The girls who were busy picking up money on the ground were horrified when they saw Xia Tasha being pushed to the ground.
Normally, she is the queen and princess here, and others dare not even touch her.
This time, Xia Tasha was pushed to the ground and had a mouthful of ashes. The girls were all terrified.
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