012 A sour handsome man, domineering confession! (2)
"That's right. Daddy is a woman disguised as a man, so she should marry someone else as his wife!" The boy chuckled, "What do you think of Mr. Lin in Murakami? I have already compared it. In our Lijia Village,
The most handsome man is Mr. Lin!"
"He only knows how to recite poems and write poems all day long. He is so rotten that I can't stand him!" Halfway through his words, the man in white suddenly stared sharply into the child's eyes, "Ci'er, tell me the truth, are you kidding your mother?"
Did you tell him your secret?!"
The boy shook his head hurriedly and smiled flatteringly, "Ci'er just said casually, how can Mr. Lin be worthy of my mother? A woman like my mother can only be the most handsome, gentle, powerful, rich, domineering and extraordinary man in the world."
Only then are you qualified to warm your mother’s bed!”
"Huh!" The man in white snorted coldly, "I'm sorry you don't have the courage, just wait here and I'll get the money bag back!"
Putting the binoculars in the child's hands, the man in white turned around and went into the bushes. He carefully touched the roadside in the valley and carefully observed for a long time to make sure that there was no one alive. Then "he" slipped out of the forest and bent down to pick up the mysterious mysterious object from the ground.
The man in clothes casually dropped his money bag and several small porcelain bottles, all of which were collected in "him"'s hands.
After everything was done, "he" did not leave immediately. Instead, he carefully examined the bodies of the man in black and the coachman, and then carefully inspected the carriage that was almost broken into pieces by the masked man. Like the masked man, "he"
There was nothing special discovered.
His eyes passed over the bandit who was killed by the masked man. "He" raised the corners of his lips, strode over, stretched his hand into the arms of the big black bear with no head, and unceremoniously took out the money bag.
Anyway, these people's money is not easy to come by, and it is a waste to throw it here.
Facing such a ferocious and bloody land, "he" showed no trace of fear on his face from beginning to end. He lazily cleaned the money from the bandits and strolled around the courtyard as if picking cucumbers in his own vegetable garden.
Naturally, the harvest is abundant.
When "he" returned to the mountainside, his sleeves were filled with money.
Waving his heavy sleeves towards the little boy, "he" looked dotingly on him, "Are you satisfied now?!"
The little child had already used telescopes to see everything "he" did, and said happily, "Great, this money is enough for Mrs. Li to treat her eyes!"