Chapter 382 What's your price?

The girl was stunned.

The light in the corner of the bar is sparse and dim.

Jiang Qilan was wearing a very simple black round-neck T-shirt, revealing his clean and crisp Adam's apple. He looked ascetic and cold.

His facial features are perfect, without any blind spots, his brows are high, his nose is like a lonely snow ridge, his beautiful peach blossom eyes are slightly raised at the corners, and they are covered by black feather-like eyelashes from time to time. This face is breathtakingly beautiful.

He has a good figure, a slightly wide T-shirt, and vaguely bulging muscle lines, which makes him look strangely sexy and tough.

The whole person exudes an aura that is incompatible with the bar.

The girl felt her heart beat twice.

The bar owner and Nolan were secretly complaining.

This girl has a good background, and people who are aware of current affairs will try to flatter her.

But Jiang Qilan, at first glance, was not the kind of person who would wrong him.

The girl licked her lips and showed an expression like a cat that had stolen fish.

She closed her umbrella.

Qilan walked toward Jiang Jiang.

The girl asked in English: "Hi, handsome guy, what's your price?"

After hearing what the girl said clearly, everyone in the bar took a deep breath.

Jiang Qilan slowly turned his face and looked at the girl.

There was a layer of biting frost between his brows, and his thin lips were pursed tightly, almost turning white.

His eyes were dark and heavy, falling on the girl's face.

The girl looked at Jiang Qilan's face with an innocent expression.

Her vision was extremely paranoid and sick.

"Fuck off! (Get off)" Jiang Qilan's voice was low and he spoke every word clearly.

He rarely gets angry.

But every word and every move this girl made from the moment she entered the door stepped on his Achilles heel.

The girl was not angry, but more excited.

Hirao-kun kills everyone and intimidates the entire audience.

This handsome guy was not afraid and dared to talk to her in this tone.

So brave.

The girl smiled even brighter: "Are you as rude to others? It doesn't match your temperament -"

"I don't have to be polite to trash." Jiang Qilan said.

"Trash?" The girl clapped her hands and laughed, "No one has dared to be so rude to me in many years."

She finished laughing and showed a troubled expression.

"Aren't you a commodity?"

commodity?

buyer, seller——

Could it be that the "commodity" in this transaction is people?

The girl continued to ask: "Do you belong to the buyer or the seller? Where is your pass?"

There it is again.

Jiang Qilan remained silent.

The girl's eyes widened.

"Could it be that you are ownerless?"

Masterless... The big guy just called the girl "master".

What era has it been and are we still talking about slavery?

Jiang Qilan intuitively couldn't answer this question casually.

Nolan, who had been silent, spoke.

"He's with me. We're the buyer's."

Jiang Qilan pursed her lips and glanced at him.

Nolan didn't even look at Jiang Qilan.

The girl glanced at Nolan in confusion.

Nolan took out a metal medal from his pocket. In the middle of the medal was a lion with a lush mane. The lion opened its mouth wide and showed its fangs. The lion is surrounded by a relief pattern of blue and red ribbons.

The boss breathed a sigh of relief.

The girl looked regretful.

"A waste of my feelings..."

She actually let Jiang Qilan go, turned around, and walked toward the back of the bar.

The bar is built high above the sea. The most prime location is the window on the inside, where you can see the entire sea without any obstruction.

There were several men with strange hairstyles sitting at that table who looked fierce.

The girl walked to the table and said impatiently: "Get out of the way!"

The men were so stunned that they immediately stood up and gave up their positions.

The boss came forward with the bartender and quickly cleared the table.

Jiang Qilan watched Nolan put away the medal.

Why should he help himself?

Also, what’s going on with this deal?