"I never expected you to be so ruthless. I only robbed three coffins, but you robbed five."
now.
Yang Jian and Lin Yunhui successfully evacuated the coffin shop and successfully returned to the real Taiping Ancient Town.
After a slight adjustment, Yang Jian looked at the five coffins next to Lin Yunhui with a little surprise.
Lin Yunhui seemed a little embarrassed: "This is my first time robbing, so I'm not very good at it. I'll be fine with this experience. If I have another chance next time, I can at least steal ten coffins."
"Is this your first time robbing? You couldn't tell from how skilled you looked before." Yang Jian couldn't help but look him up and down.
In terms of robbery speed, I was actually not as good as the novice. You have to know that I was the first to take action.
"Eight coffins, five red and three black, should be enough for a long time. After all, robbery is not something that can be done often. It is risky." Lin Yunhui said.
"The risk is a bit higher, but the reward is very high, so it's still worth taking the risk." Yang Jian said as he sank all eight coffins into his ghost lake, and then started to act again.
"Where are you going?" Lin Yunhui said.
Yang Jian replied, "Let's go to the coffin shop on Ghost Street ."
"Didn't you just escape from the coffin shop? What are you doing there?" Lin Yunhui was a little confused.
Yang Jian said, "If I can rob once, I can rob a second time. I should do it again while I can still move. The coffin shop can't do anything to me anyway."
"What?" Lin Yunhui, a ghost rider from the Republic of China era, was shocked by the low standards of Yang Jian, a modern man.
Lin Yunhui's idea is to quit while the going is good.
But Yang Jian would fleece the sheep as soon as he caught them. As long as he could gain benefits, he didn't care about anything else. It was very stupid to reason with the ghosts in the ghost street .
Soon, Yang Jian turned around and came to Ghost Street again, then walked straight to the location of the coffin shop.
He moved quickly, and in just a moment he was standing in front of the door of the coffin shop again.
"Do you really want to do it again?" Lin Yunhui still didn't quite believe it.
"Now that I'm here, am I kidding you? If this black shop dares to open its door to do business, I will rob it. Unless the owner of this shop rushes out and beats me to death, I won't be able to keep this shop open if I rob it." Yang Jian still hasn't forgotten the experience of being cheated before.
He hated these female merchants, so he strode forward without hesitation, holding the red gun.
"boom!"
However, before entering the store, the door of the coffin shop was closed, and there was a wooden sign hanging on the door with two large, twisted words written in ink on it: Closed.
It was obvious that this coffin shop felt that Yang Jian had bad intentions, so it chose to close down.
"Want to stop doing business? It's not your choice today." After saying that, Yang Jian raised his red spear and split the door open.
A wooden door couldn't stop him.
Yang Jian looked into the coffin shop at this moment, but found that there were only a few coffins left inside, with only four coffins left. This number was obviously not the same as before.
Although he and Lin Yunhui had snatched away eight coffins before, there were far more than four coffins left. There were still quite a few. It seemed that the coffin shop immediately collected the remaining coffins after sensing that Yang Jian appeared again.
However, Yang Jian acted too quickly and the remaining four coffins could not be moved away in time.
"You robber, give me back my coffin…" A faint voice echoed in the coffin shop with resentment.
"Robber? Who said I'm a robber? I'm here to pay off the money for your coffins. But your goods have not been delivered yet, and you are still short of four coffins. After you hand over the remaining goods to me, I promise to pay off all the money in one go. How about it?" Yang Jian said.
"I don't believe you, and you are no longer welcome here." The resentful voice sounded again.
Yang Jian said: "If you don't believe me, then I can't do anything.
If you don't deliver the remaining four coffins, you will be in breach of contract. Not only will I not pay for the eight coffins, but I will also demand two hundred dollars in compensation from you to compensate for my mental damages."
"So now you owe me two hundred dollars. I will use your four coffins as collateral. Each coffin is worth ten dollars. After I take the remaining four coffins, you will still owe me one hundred and sixty dollars."
"I am your creditor now. It is only natural that you should pay back your debt. You cannot refuse to pay."
"…" The voice in the coffin shop suddenly fell silent.
Even Lin Yunhui, who was standing by, looked at Yang Jian with eyes wide open. How could this be the way to settle accounts?
This is even more feminine than female business.
Yang Jian sneered and said nothing at this moment. Isn’t it just a trick? He can do it too.
After all the playing, it all comes down to who has the bigger fist.
If the coffin shop can make rules, then you can make rules too. Why should you follow other people's rules to play?
While speaking, Yang Jian had already rushed into the coffin shop.
At this moment, the coffin shop turned back into its previous ghost street appearance, and it didn't look dangerous at all.
Even if the coffin shop is a shady shop with female dealers, it has to follow certain rules to operate. Now Yang Jian, who walks into the coffin shop again, is a customer, and it seems that this coffin shop cannot attack its customers casually.
The danger before might be because Yang Jian had robbed the red coffin.
Yang Jian also discovered that as long as he didn't do anything rash after entering the coffin shop, it seemed that the coffin shop couldn't do anything to him. At most, they could just use some means to scare him.
He ignored some strange phenomena in the coffin shop and instead focused his attention on a red coffin.
"The coffin shop is alert this time. I can't be too greedy. It's better to grab one coffin at a time. Although it's a little troublesome, it won't take much time if I make a few more trips." Yang Jian said to himself.
Then he immediately lifted up a coffin.
At this moment, the light outside the coffin shop suddenly dimmed, and then a terrifying supernatural scene appeared. At this moment, Yang Jian was pulled into the supernatural place.
But Yang Jian was well prepared. He immediately broke the boundary between reality and the spirit world and escaped directly from this spirit world. He also took the coffin with him. The coffin shop really had no way to deal with Yang Jian now.
Because the ability to break the boundary between reality and the supernatural is too unsolvable.
"It was a smooth success." Yang Jian, who returned to Taiping Ancient Town again, looked at the coffin next to him and sank it into the Ghost Lake without hesitation.
Then he turned back to Ghost Street again, and soon appeared in front of the coffin shop again.
"Robber, robber…" At this moment, the coffin was filled with the resentful voice.
"It looks like you've succeeded again." said Lin Yunhui, who had been standing outside the coffin shop waiting.
Yang Jian replied, "As long as you are not greedy, you will succeed every time. This coffin shop has certain rules and cannot attack me directly. Now is not the time to talk. There are still three coffins left. Let's talk after I move those coffins away."
As he said this, he stepped into the coffin shop again.
Same old trick again.
As soon as Yang Jian picked up the coffin, he immediately used the supernatural power of the bus to break the boundary between reality and the supernatural place, and directly returned to the real Taiping Ancient Town.
The coffin shop had no way of stopping such a swift action and could only watch Yang Jian rob a coffin once again.
Although Yang Jian knew that the coffin shop was very dangerous, he would be fine as long as he didn't confront it head-on.
Probably a few minutes passed.
Yang Jian stood in front of the coffin shop for the third time.
Perhaps the coffin shop realized that it had no way to deal with Yang Jian, and the faint voice sounded: "Don't come again, as long as you promise, I can give you some money."
"It's unreasonable to refuse customers when we open the door for business. Not only will I come now, I will come every once in a while in the future." Yang Jian was very thick-skinned and didn't feel
What's wrong with doing this yourself.
There was no sound coming from the coffin shop, but at this moment a cold breeze appeared, and then a lot of colorful paper money appeared from somewhere, and was blown around the shop by the breeze.
The paper money ranged from three yuan to seven yuan, and there were a lot of them.
A quick scan would add up to at least two or three hundred yuan.
Such a huge sum of money made Yang Jian stop immediately and his eyes lit up.
"It's a lot of money." Lin Yunhui was also attracted by such a large sum of money.
"As long as you don't come again, all the money will be yours." The voice of the coffin shop sounded. This time the voice seemed a little humble, compromising to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian looked at the only three coffins left in the shop and the paper money flying all over the shop, and couldn't help but weigh the pros and cons.
Including Lin Yunhui's, he has now robbed a total of ten coffins. Now he does have enough coffins, but he is short of ghost money.
He still owes Sister Hong one hundred yuan.
It's better to stop now and accept this ghost money first. After all, ghost money can be used to buy other things besides coffins.
"Okay, I promise you. If you give me all the money in the store, I will stop robbing the coffin shop." Yang Jian stopped at the door of the coffin shop.
As soon as the words came out.
The next moment, a gust of wind blew out from the shop, carrying with it a lot of colorful paper money.
It seemed that the coffin shop was afraid that Yang Jian would go back on his word.