Chapter 1152The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (30)

He hadn’t wanted to personally catch her.

Arthur returned to the window. As he nonchalantly stepped out the window, a huge bat swooped down, caught his feet, and carried him into the deep night.

Bai Weiwei looked at this familiar scene.

This familiar line.

And this familiar vulgar thug.

For a while, she was silent.

“Your brother owes us 100,000 gold. If you don’t pay the money today, then we’ll use his life to pay off his debt.”

The thug sneered.

And that younger brother of hers was kneeling on the ground, bawling. “Sis, you’re a student at an aristocratic school, you must know a lot of rich people. You’ll definitely be able to borrow some money and save me.”

This scumbag brother.

And even though this plane had taxis, trains, and airplanes, why was the currency not RMB1, but gold?

Bai Weiwei had a look of sympathy. “What’s the point in killing him? He still won’t pay the money. You may as well take out his kidney, at least that’s worth 5,000 gold. The heart for 8,000 gold, the lungs and liver and so on–if you take advantage of the freshness and find a good buyer, you can get at least a few tens of thousands of gold.”

The thugs all looked at her in shock, the knives in their hands trembling. One stuttered, “That terrible?”

The younger brother also paled, staring at Bai Weiwei with a look of shock.

The gazes of the thugs and the younger brother were strangely identical.

Like looking at an evil demon.

Bai Weiwei suddenly gave a pure smile. “I’m just joking, ha ha.”

Thugs and brother: I can’t motherf*cking laugh, that sounded so real.

The system was calm like the breeze. “The male lead is here.”

Bai Weiwei’s face immediately changed. Her smile vanished, and her eyes reddened.

She rushed over, bent down, and hugged her kneeling scumbag brother.

“Don’t hurt my brother! I will pay it back, don’t hit him!”

The thugs holding the knives with a stupid look: We haven’t even started hitting, okay?

Bai Weiwei’s entire body quivered, but she watched them with stubborn eyes.

“How can you treat him like this? He’s just an innocent child.”

Brother: I’m an adult.

Thugs: A god-like child.

“You’ll pay for doing this to my brother.”

Bai Weiwei stood, pulling up the brother, and unhesitatingly turned to run.

She turned her head and said to the brother with a strong face, “Xiao Bai, let’s run. Mom asked me to take care of you. I can’t let anything happen to you.”

The younger brother had a look of where am I, where am I going? Didn’t he want to have her pay the debt?

How could they escape?

Those debt collectors would definitely beat them to death.

As soon as the thugs reacted, they spat out a string of curses.

“That turtle grandson said his big sister was rich, huh? So he just wanted to use the chance to escape, huh?”

The thugs immediately caught up.

Bai Weiwei tightly held onto Little Brother xiao Bai, weaving left and right.

The thugs raised their knives behind them, yelling threats of beating and killing.

“Paying your debts is the honorable thing to do!”

“Don’t pay back what you owe, I’ll cut you!”

“If you don’t pay us back, laozi will hang myself on your door…”

Bai Weiwei’s mouth twitched. She nearly ended up laughing at that last creditor’s slogan.

She bit her lip, pressing down her smile until her lips were nearly bit open.

With great difficulty, she finally ducked into a dead end alley.

It really wasn’t easy. She ran several blocks before coming across a blind alley.

She was moved to tears.

Seeing the dead end, Bai Weiwei’s eyes immediately dimmed, washed in despair.

The younger brother finally found the opportunity to speak. “Sis, why are you running? I owe so much money. If I don’t pay it back, they’ll kill me.”

Bi Weiwei quivered, her face paling. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”

1: The raws used 软妹币 (ruan mei bi, literally soft sister money), which sounds similar to renminbi, the name for Chinese currency.