Chapter 39

"Zi Heng, why do you want to return the money to them?"

On the way home, linya asked curiously.

Ye Ziheng smiled softly, but asked back.

"Why not give them back? That's their money. "

But Lin Ya shook her head, as if disagreeing with ye Ziheng.

"But they are underworld. If you beat them with Yang Huo's money, you will teach them a lesson. Why pay them back?"

Ye Ziheng listened, but showed a light smile and didn't speak.

Underworld? Ye Ziheng thinks that these guys are not underworld at all. At most, they are laborers who work hard at the construction site and don't know where to find them.

Before ye Ziheng and the first big man fight, it is obvious that there is a thick layer of calluses on the big man's palm, the hand is also very rough, and the fingers are still some dry cracks.

Besides, most of their clothes are sold at local stalls, probably only for about ten yuan. The sweaters on the eldest brother may be a little more expensive, but they are definitely no more than twenty.

Plus the money they took out, except for the five thousand yuan they gave Yang Huo, all of which were badly worn money, and even some of them were covered with adhesive tape, as well as the fifteen cents of the tickets were reluctant to throw away, and they were always installed on their bodies, saying that these guys were underworld, and killing ye Ziheng would not believe it.

"With a dozen of five, experience value +5000, raffle ticket +1."

"Compassionate, experience value + 10000, lottery + 1."

Hearing this sound, ye Ziheng was very happy at once. It was called Meizizi in his heart.

This wave is definitely earned, and blood earned, not only took a thousand yuan compensation, but also the system sent two raffle tickets and a full 15000 points of experience, really cool.

Ye Ziheng's mood was so good that he turned to Lin Ya and asked with a smile.

"Do you have time tonight?"

"What can I do for you?"

Linya asked, stupefied.

"I just made a thousand dollars. I want to invite you out to play."

"Tonight?"

Linya was obviously hesitant, and bayonet bit her lips, thinking there.

After a long time, ye Ziheng got the answer he wanted.

"Well, when?"

Asked linya.

Ye Ziheng smiles gently.

"Let's go to the night market at seven tonight."

"Well."

Linya nodded.

Two people walked for a while, returned to the community, Lin Ya and ye Ziheng separated, each returned home.

Ye Ziheng gently pushes the door open and takes a look at the room, showing a trace of suspicion on his face.

"Dad!"

Ye Ziheng shouted, but it was strange that no one answered him.

"Out?"

Ye Ziheng said to himself, closing the door, and without thinking much, he sat down on the sofa.

"System, turn on the turntable."

Ye Ziheng can't wait to say.

Then, in front of Ye Ziheng's eyes, there appeared the familiar big turntable.

"Start."

Ye Ziheng said.

When the big turntable rotates, the pointer goes through one area after another, and the two eyes that appear stare at it quietly. He has no extra requirements for the big turntable, as long as he doesn't want to give him another "thank you for your patronage".

Soon, the turntable slowly stopped, and the pointer finally stopped in the "magic" area.