then.
They caught the other person and beat them up again.
Then.
Qu Jian'er walked up to Hu Banxian.
Only then did Hu Banxian realize what kind of person Qu Jian'er was. He, a half-baked novice, originally just wanted to show off his skills to build up his reputation, but he never expected to meet someone with real talent.
Qu Jian'er stroked her chin thoughtfully: "Ultimately, you're the one who broke this wall. The labor cost + material cost + emergency measures cost + environmental protection cost + pension insurance cost + compensation for mental distress will come to around 108,000 yuan. I'll round it down for you."
The naive and fearless fortune teller, Hu, exclaimed, "It's just a wall, why does it cost so much?!"
Qu Jian'er narrowed her eyes: "You have a problem with that?"
Hu Banxian huddled beside the bushes and shook his head: "No, no, no, I dare not. I accept everything else, but what about pension insurance and compensation for mental distress?"
Qu Jian'er took out her phone: "Even walls have rights, and I've insured it. As for compensation for emotional distress, it's based on the 10,000 points of fright I suffered. Cash or bank transfer?"
Hu Banxian's eyes widened: You're the one who was frightened? What frightened you? The fright that the wall broke?
Qu Jian'er stared intently, waiting quietly.
Hu Banxian had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and take out his phone to transfer the money. Qu Jian'er used a red thread to tie up the long-haired evil spirit.
Prepare to use severe torture to find out the reason.
The long-haired evil spirit was frightened and hurriedly cried out, "No, no, no, Master, Master, I didn't mean to harm anyone!"
Qu Jian'er tilted her head slightly: "So? What does this have to do with me torturing you?"
The long-haired evil spirit was so frightened that it cried uncontrollably: "Master, why do you still have to hit me?"
Qu Jian'er received her first small sum of money and explained in a good mood, "Because I need to find out why you are here and why you are threatening children."
Upon hearing this, the long-haired evil spirit repeatedly said that there was no need for Qu Jian'er to torture her; she could confess everything.
Qu Jian'er looked regretful.
The evil spirit was on the verge of tears: Luckily, I knew what was good for me!
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