"You! Touched my people??" A cold voice came like a nine-nether hell, so cold that people couldn't help but chatter their teeth.
Cao Wuliang was so frightened that he stretched out his trembling hands and hugged his son who was rolling back and forth on the ground and screaming, "Bao'er, Bao'er!"
"You dare to touch my people?" Jiang Nai stepped down from the chariot step by step, and his cold voice spoke every word with endless coldness, "I will destroy you! Cao! Home! Man!"
Door!"
"Bang!"
Cao Wuliang was completely overwhelmed by the little girl's momentum. His legs gave out and he fell to the ground. His knees hit the ground with a heavy blow.'
Cao Wuliang shook his hands in panic, "No, no, no! No, no! My son, I, my son, yes, it was a joke, no, no, no! I didn't touch that girl."
Jiang Nai's expression was cold and he whipped his whip fiercely.
Everyone saw sparks grazing the ground before their eyes, creating a chill like fireworks.
"Smelly bitch." Cao Bao breathed a sigh of relief from the pain. He covered his face and trembled all over. He couldn't hide his hatred and cursed loudly, "You, how dare you hurt me like this, I, I won't, I won't
Let you go!"
When Cao Wuliang saw the little girl's ghostly and cold expression, he screamed in his heart. He rushed over and couldn't cover his son's mouth in time, so he could only beg for mercy, "Girl, please spare your life, girl! My son knows it."
Wrong. My son..."
Jiang Nai flicked his wrist, and the bright red whip in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, and it quickly wrapped around Cao Bao's neck.
"Ah, dad, dad!" Cao Bao exclaimed in horror.
Jiang Nai stared at the other person with ice-like eyes. She retracted the long whip slightly, and the whip body suddenly tightened, as if a straight line was tightly wrapped around the other person's neck.
Cao Bao suddenly found it difficult to breathe, and his eyes rolled back from the strong force.
Cao Wuliang burst into tears and rushed forward to pull the whip, crying and shouting, "Oh my god, there are people who ignore the king's laws and kill people in the street! Who can save our poor father and son! Who can come and save us?"
save……"
Jiang Nai's eyes fell on Cao Wuliang playfully, he tightened the long whip in his hand, and murmured to himself, "What is called Heaven? King's Law? Those who hold the world since ancient times are all cold-natured and vicious."
You little ants bring shame upon themselves.
"Girl, please show mercy!" The sound of horse hoofbeats suddenly reached everyone's ears, and a wave of people and horses came speeding down the street.
First, a young man quickly whipped out his riding crop, hooked Jiang Nai's bright red whip, and pulled it.
Jiang Nai quickly spun up and took advantage of the situation to take the long whip into his hand.
Cao Bao suddenly fell to the ground like a dead dog. He put his hands on his throat and coughed and breathed in and out in horror.
This feeling of escaping from death made Cao Bao feel terrified. At this moment, he didn't even feel the pain on his face.
He had just been whipped across the throat, and at the critical moment of life and death, he really felt desperate!
He thought he was going to die, but unexpectedly, officers and soldiers from the patrol battalion came to rescue him.
Cao Bao immediately floated like a puddle of mud and rolled to the commander of the patrol camp. He wanted to hold his thigh and cry hard, "Sir, please help me!"
"Bold!" A patrol battalion soldier came forward on horseback and shouted coldly.
Mu Qing raised his hand slightly to stop his subordinates from moving forward. He looked at Cao Bao who was crawling forward with a faint look, "Who are you?"