God even has a crush on me

Chapter 39
Han Ning'er's head was covered with black lines. Hey, hey, that guy is here to join in the fun...

[World] Ghost talent Ruoning: What do you want to do?

[World] Drunk Lord: Leave things to me, don't sell them to others.

Ah Xi~ Han Ning'er is going crazy!
The God of Troubled Times and Li Changxin are already arguing out of control, and now there is a more nervous one, can this matter have a happy ending? !
[World] Li Changxin: Drunk, first come, first served, I was the first to see it.

[World] Drunk Lord: So what, I have the final say on everything about the kid.

[World] Green Onion in Troubled Times: I am Guigui's fiancé, and I should have the final say on everything about her.

……

Han Ning'er clutched her forehead, she really couldn't see it anymore, the brains of the Dare Gods are all faulty, and she suddenly wanted to pretend that she didn't know them...

In the guild, other people are also discussing these guys.

[Guild] Qiong Diaosi,: It seems that our boss got into a fight with those two people.

[Guild] Qianlibobo: Haha... kid, what are you going to do now?
[Guild] Dugu Eats: It's a rare good show, don't make a decision so quickly, brat.

[Guild] An Zhirusu: You are so powerful, Guigui, so many great gods support you.

Han Ning'er rolled her eyes at the last sentence, Liu Ruxu's mind was thinking about such meaningless things all day long, so she didn't have time to think about such things.

Now her headache is how to end this matter. The three big gods (local tyrants) all want to buy it, but the price is there. She can't really sell 1000 million gold coins. In the end, she will definitely sell it to one of them at a reasonable price. people.

Three great gods (local tyrants), who is she going to sell to?

Regardless of what those three people said on the world channel, she replied in the guild: I just want to sell it for a good price, but I didn't expect things to turn out like this.

[Guild] Qiong Diaosi: Haha... Guigui, just let them make trouble, they are all rich, they don't care about money.

Pay this little money back...

Two million gold coins is equivalent to RMB 200. For a college student like her who has not yet graduated, 2 RMB is already a lot. Anyway, she knows that RMB is not easy to earn in reality.

World Channel, the topic of those three people is getting more and more biased.

[World] Lush in troubled times: Drunk, she has divorced you, even if she is your apprentice, you are not qualified to occupy her.

[World] Drunken Lord: I am a teacher for a day and a father for life. I am her master, I have the right and qualification to protect her, and you are just my fiancé chosen for her. Can you get married tomorrow night? , in the end I have the final say.

[World] Li Changxin: I am not interested in the ownership of Guigui. If you are not here for the legend of Shenlong, then give me the things.

[World] Drunk Lord: Impossible, the kid's things are mine.

……

Orz... Han Ning'er once again knelt down to the three local tyrants.

Although she wanted to stay out of it, she knew she couldn't escape, so she had to stand up and interrupt their quarrel: "Excuse me, I want to interrupt a little bit, can I?"
[World] Shallot in troubled times: Guigui, I hope you can treat this matter fairly and justly.

[World] Li Changxin: I want to fight the legend of Shenlong, and I must win.

Han Ning'er breathed out, and tapped the keyboard calmly: Let me ask you a question, what would you do if the item didn't reach your hands in the end?
[World] Li Changxin: 5000 million gold coins, this is my limit.

[World] Shallots in troubled times: 1 million gold coins, this is my limit.

[World] Drunk Lord: I will kill both of them until I have no friends.

Huh... A gust of dark wind blew by, and Han Ning'er clearly felt the chill.

Zui Dashen's last sentence pulled down the heat of this topic.

[World] Green onions in troubled times: Guigui, be fair and just.

[World] Li Changxin: I just want to play Legend of the Dragon.

[World] Drunk Lord: Brat, don't let me get rough on you.

Han Ning'er stared blankly at the computer screen, her head went blank, she really didn't know what to do.

Ding...she thought of it!
I was overjoyed, and quickly proposed: How about you give me rock-paper-scissors, one person sends me a gesture, and the two winners send me another one, and I will sell it to whoever wins. This is fair to everyone, what do you think? Woolen cloth?

[World] Chaotic Times Green Onion: Yes, I accept.

[World] Li Changxin: Acceptable.

[World] Drunk Lord: Try it.

Haha... Han Ning'er seemed to have seen the dawn of victory, and quickly replied: Then you all send me gestures now.

After a while, she first received a gesture from the God of Chaos: Fist.

Then came Li Changxin's scissorhands, and Zui Dashen's fist.

Han Ning'er didn't say anything, and copied the messages from the three of them together with the sending time, and sent them to the world channel.

Then he said: Sorry, Li Changxin Children's Shoes, you lost.

[World] Li Changxin: Hey...it's useless, next time you hit Bailong again, remember to leave the good things to me.

[World] Ghost talent Ruo Ning: Good.

[World] Green onion in troubled times: Drunk on, now you can beat me and you.

[World] Drunk Lord: Who is afraid of whom.

After waiting for a while, she quickly received their message, but both of them were scissorhands.

[World] Ruo Ning, a ghost: Ping, come again.

In the second round, both of them were rocks and flat.

[World] Ruo Ning, a ghost: It's flat again.

In the next round, scissors in troubled times and stone in drunken gods.

For some reason, Han Ning'er was inexplicably excited when she saw that the final winner was the bastard.

I couldn't wait to copy the message they sent along with the time, paste it into the world channel, and finally said: Sorry, the world is in trouble, my master won.

[World] Green onions in troubled times: willing to bet and admit defeat.

[World] Drunk Lord: Little devil, I'll be waiting for you at Ximen.

It's finally over, happy everyone!

Han Ning'er took the number to Ximen in a desperate manner, and the great god was waiting for her there, and she immediately sent him a private message: Master, I want the master-student price, not the market price.

Drunk Lord: Why don't you raise the price to me?

Han Ninger was stunned by the sudden question from the master, and answered truthfully: I don't want to charge anyone a high price, I just don't want to be tricked by you or others.

Drunk old gentleman: Ruzi can be taught.

Cut... these principles were not taught by him, she has always had her own principles.

Ghost talent Ruoning: Remember, 200 million gold coins, after I give you the things, I only owe you 775 million gold coins.

Drunk Lord: Yes.

Han Ning'er finally breathed a sigh of relief and gave him the things directly.

Ghost talent Ruo Ning: Alright.

System prompt: Drunk Shang Laojun gave you angel wings.

Angel wings... what?
(End of this chapter)