Butler Song raised his chin and glanced at Meng Jun. A small policeman dared to interfere in his own business. Do these people think that calling a policeman would give them a backer?

Humph, that’s really ridiculous.

Even the county magistrate may not dare to compete with the Song family. How can a small policeman have the courage!

Butler Song impatiently scolded: "Boy, when the Song family is doing things, don't meddle in other people's business, be careful not to eat and walk around."

Meng Jun glanced at him and said coldly: "Isn't this the whole world that belongs to the royal family? How can you be allowed to cause trouble to the people here? Isn't the Song family bigger than the royal family?"

Butler Song looked flustered when he heard this, and stammered: "How brave! You are just a small policeman, but you dare to compare yourself to the royal family. Be careful, I will arrest you and send you to the official!"

Meng Jun snorted coldly, glanced at the guards with knives behind him and the bad guys, and said calmly: "I am a member of the government, and I don't mind accompanying you."

Butler Song was choked by him. Seeing that he was alone, a fierce look flashed across his eyes, and he turned around and winked at the person behind him.

Those mighty, tall and gangster men rode towards Meng Jun on horseback. The bald leader, whose forehead was covered with tattoos, cursed and threatened:

"You brat, if you know what's going on, don't meddle in other people's business. My sword likes to see blood the most. The sword doesn't have eyes. I'll be careful to hurt your life."

Meng Jun looked at them, his fingertips slid across the scabbard, his face was calm, and he replied coldly: "Whoever sees blood is not necessarily sure. If you want to get involved in this matter, you will definitely be in prison."

Several big men laughed out loud, "Hahaha, this kid was frightened, right?"

"Brother Dao, please teach him a lesson."

As he spoke, a strong man on the right side of Meng Jun pulled out a big sword and shouted: "Look at the sword!"

Meng Jun's face tightened, his fingertips moved upward, and the shining long sword came out of his body.

Buzz!

The two swords collided and made a harsh sound.

Meng Jun used the strength to jump up and kicked out a sharp kick. The 200-pound man was kicked off his horse and was thrown two meters away with a bang.

"Ah!"

There was a thick layer of dust all around, and the people watching the excitement quickly covered their mouths and noses and retreated to avoid it.

"Well! Cough cough cough..."

The big man screamed, and red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He covered his neck and coughed violently, looking extremely uncomfortable.

"Old Six!"

Another big man dismounted and ran over. The eyes of others looking at Meng Jun immediately changed, becoming cautious and vaguely fearful.

Just one kick can severely injure someone, which shows that this person has extremely profound skills.

Butler Song looked a little ugly, but the scene just now was still a bit scary. He rode his horse and retreated into the escort.

Meng Jun frowned slightly. He had never had such strong foot strength. Logically speaking, he could kick him off his horse, but he couldn't fly that far.

He looked at his boots and then at the man lying on the ground. He didn't feel any help from outside just now. Could it be that the man was too weak?

In the distance, Jiaojiao happily retracted her little fleshy hand, touched Bai Miaomiao beside her, and said with a smile: "Destroy the bad guys, and we can go home quickly and eat the food cooked by our mother."

Miaomiao also stretched out boredly, and said lazily: "It's a lot of trouble to fight and make trouble, so it's easier than Jiaojiao to scare her with a token."

Jiaojiao touched the small wooden sign through her clothes, shook her head, and whispered: "Master told me to take it out only when it is in danger. Now with Brother Meng Jun's help, the situation is not dangerous."

Bai Miaomiao heard this, patted Jiaojiao's arm with her paw, and said earnestly: "Jiaojiao, there are many good-looking men in human beings. Don't fall for that person. Those of them will have three wives and four concubines in the future. You are too much."

You will be cheated, so you must not marry him."

Jiaojiao blinked her eyes and asked in confusion: "Miaomiao, do you want to marry Master after taking his wooden sign?"

Bai Miaomiao was stunned and quickly replied: "When did I say this?"

"Well, what Miaomiao said just now, I said I took the wooden sign, and you said you wouldn't let me marry the master." Jiaojiao replied with an innocent look.

Bai Miaomiao looked confused at first, and then hurriedly explained loudly: "I don't mean that, I just want Jiaojiao to stay away from him."

Jiaojiao scratched her bun, took out the token from her neck and waved it in front of it, "But the wooden token was given by Master. Master is here to protect Jiaojiao. If Miaomiao hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have known about it.

This brand is so precious."

Bai Miaomiao: "..."

Jiaojiao continued: "Well, Master is so kind to me and is my friend. When the appointment comes in half a year, I will thank him deeply and invite him to my house for dinner."

Bai Miaomiao was unable to explain, so she had no choice but to pretend to be dead and stop talking.

Jiaojiao carefully stuffed the wooden sign into her clothes. The master had been away for nearly a month. Jiaojiao recalled the past and couldn't help but miss him a little.

Pouting his lips and touching Miaomiao's soft fur, he tilted his head and said, "Master will come back in five months. By then, all the fruits in the space will be ripe. I will pick a basket full of them and give them to him.

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Meow protected his ears with his paws and looked eagerly at the sky outside.

She silently muttered in her heart: I hope that the big bad guy will never come back. Go to the capital and become his national preceptor. In this way, Jiaojiao will slowly forget about him and won't remember him when he grows up.

"If you dare to hurt my brother, you will risk your life!"

The big man roared loudly in a rough voice.

Jiaojiao came back to her senses and quickly looked over.

I saw several big men surrounding Meng Jun, raising their knives to attack people. Jiaojiao quickly raised her little hand and used her spiritual power to sneak attack those people.

When Meng Jun leaned back to dodge, his long sword quickly struck at their feet.

Then everyone saw this scene. Meng Jun's long sword flashed across, and several big men surrounding him fell off their horses with a bang.

The horses also started to neigh in fright.

The several strong men underground seemed to have been severely injured, their faces turned pale, and they were holding their scratched ankles to stop the bleeding.

The person who made the loudest noise just now didn't dare to say anything, because they felt the terrible pressure just now, their brains were numb, their ears were swollen, and it seemed as if their bodies were about to explode in the next second.

The people nearby were even more stunned. They all looked at Meng Jun in disbelief and swallowed in fear.

Meng Jun frowned slightly and looked around with his long sword.

That's just the man just now. How could he alone be able to subdue these six or seven big men? There should be an expert sneak attack in the dark. The symptoms of these people are very similar to those of being oppressed by internal forces. Who is helping him?
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Behind them, Wang Zhuangzhi and Mu Kuan looked shocked. Wang Zhuangzhi never thought that Meng Xiaolang could be so powerful at such a young age, and praised with a smile: "You really can't tell a person by appearance."

Mu Kuan on the side was also a little surprised. He always liked reading about martial arts stories in books, and he was lucky enough to witness such a joyful scene. He nodded excitedly and agreed: "Yes, this martial arts is amazing at such a young age."<

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Chapter completed!