"I think you've all noticed that those monsters on the ship don't dare come near our rooms, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be begging us to open the door."
Ma Linghua's eyes were icy cold, as if they could pierce through people's hearts, and a cold smile played on her lips, sending chills down one's spine.
"So what if you do? You must have some exorcising treasures in this room. If you know what's good for you, hand them over right now."
The woman dressed as a concubine spoke again, her voice sharp and urgent.
At this moment, those people were staring at the three members of the Ma family with covetous eyes, their eyes filled with desire and greed.
"You know what, we actually have some."
Ma Linghua's tone carried a hint of mystery.
As she spoke, Ma Hehua took out the box that was placed under the table.
The painted-skin demon remained silent inside the box.
Ma Hehua didn't even look at it before tossing it directly to the woman.
"Mother, where did you come from?" Ma Lihua asked curiously.
"It was too noisy when I went to the toilet, so I just grabbed it. It looks pretty good as a liner under the table."
When Ma Hehua was squatting on the toilet, her ears were incredibly sharp. She kept calling for her brother, and when her brother came, she pulled up her pants and stopped defecating. In a bad mood, she slapped him hard across the face.
The woman was overjoyed when she received it.
Her eyes lit up instantly, as if she had discovered the most precious treasure in the world.
She held the box tightly, her hands trembling slightly.
Her ecstatic expression distorted her otherwise delicate features, and her lips curled up into an exaggerated smile.
She eagerly opened the box, and a faint light emanated from it, as if it carried a mysterious power.
The woman's breathing became rapid, and her eyes were filled with excitement and agitation.
The people around stared wide-eyed at the box, their eyes filled with envy and jealousy.
In this terrifying atmosphere, the box in the woman's hand seemed to be their only hope, and the ecstatic woman became the focus of everyone's attention.
The moment the woman opened the box, a plume of red smoke, like a flowing ribbon, filled the entire room.
The smoke carried a mysterious aura, drifting slowly as if it were alive.
Immediately afterwards, a floral fragrance quietly wafted into everyone's noses. The fragrance was fresh and rich, invigorating everyone's spirits.
Soon, a miraculous scene unfolded.
A woman dressed in red and holding a fan appeared out of thin air.
Her figure was graceful, and her red dress fluttered in the wind, making her look like a fairy who had stepped out of a painting.
"This humble woman, the Painter Fairy, greets her master."
Her voice was clear and melodious, as pleasant as a silver bell.
The woman was incredibly excited; her eyes were fixed on the painting, her heart filled with joy.
No wonder those monsters didn't dare to approach; it turns out there really is treasure in this room.
Holding the calculator, Ma Lihua turned to her and asked, "Grandma, will we receive the money?"
“Hi! Sure!” Ma Hehua replied immediately.
People around her looked at her like she was a fool. With the painting fairy, who would still pay money?
"Yeah! That's definitely possible. Once they're dead, all the money will be ours, right? We can calculate it slowly then, my little darling."
Ma Linghua's words were met with disdain by everyone.
They looked at the three members of the Ma family with eyes full of contempt and anger.
In their eyes, the greed and ruthlessness of the three Ma family members were despicable, and whoever paid the money was an idiot, they thought to themselves.
"Um, I'll pay. There are three of us in my family: my wife and my son. It'll be fifteen silver dollars in total, right?"
The man's voice broke the tense atmosphere, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness and urgency.
The slap in the face came so quickly that everyone involuntarily left the seat for the family of three empty, and all eyes were focused on the man and the three members of the Ma family.
"No! Not a single penny less."
Ma Hehua's once charming and beautiful face now wore a sly expression, making it unbearable to look at. It was such a waste of such a pretty face.
The man frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, silently taking out fifteen silver dollars from his sleeve.
The ocean shimmered faintly under the dim lights, as if carrying the hopes of the man's family.
Ma Hehua took the silver dollars, counted them skillfully, and then blew on them one by one to see if they made a sound.
His focused expression suggested he was performing an extremely important ritual.
Then she handed the silver dollars to Ma Lihua and asked her to use a magnifying glass to carefully check if there were any defects.
Ma Lihua held a magnifying glass and carefully examined each silver dollar, looking like a meticulous scientist studying a precious specimen.
Finally, Ma Lihua counted out the silver dollars and handed them to Ma Linghua.
The man, though displeased by their cautious behavior, could only wait helplessly.
"Is this fucking ridiculous? Is this even real?"
Those around them whispered amongst themselves, both surprised and angry at the behavior of the three members of the Ma family.
However, after careful inspection, the man passed the test.
He breathed a slight sigh of relief, but a trace of worry still lingered in his eyes.
In this terrifying environment, fifteen silver dollars might buy temporary safety, but no one could predict what the future held.
"Alright, come here, I'll stamp your passport."
Ma Hehua looked much better now, and she looked at the man with an arrogant expression, as if she held the power of life and death.
"What's your name?" Ma Hehua asked, her tone tinged with impatience.
"Billion-dollar," the man answered honestly.
"What's your son's name?"
“Zhuang Wushu”.
Where's your wife?
"Mei Youqian".
Ma Hehua laughed, her laughter echoing in the room, tinged with a touch of foolishness.
"You want to pretend to have billions, your son has countless, but your wife has no money? Hahaha... Your family probably won't be able to get rich."
Ma Hehua laughed so hard she almost fell over, completely disregarding the man's feelings.
Zhuang Baiyi: "…………………………"
His face turned extremely ugly. He opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but didn't know what to say.
A complex mix of emotions welled up within him: anger, helplessness, and a strange sense of agreement.
Wait a minute, he realized that what Ma Hehua said... was actually... damnably reasonable. His family had always longed for wealth, and his father had named himself Zhuang Baiyi in the hope of possessing enormous wealth.
He named his son Zhuang Wushu in the hope that his son would have endless wealth.
But now it seems that all of this was just a pipe dream.
His wife's name was Mei Youqian, which sounds like "no money" in Chinese, as if foreshadowing the fate of their family.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
Zhuang Baiyi and his family of three: "……………………"
Everyone around: "……………………"
"Alright, this saliva of mine will surely keep your family of three alive until the dock, no problem. You're welcome, it's just that I'm beautiful and kind-hearted!"
Seeing Zhuang Baiyi's hesitant expression, she knew he must want to thank her.
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