"Sir, we have found a good guy this time, he is a well-established person."
One of them raised his eyes, quite proudly
Seeing how sincere they were, the man just raised his thick eyebrows in confusion: "Really? Okay, I will interrogate myself. You go to my housekeeper to ask for some money and go!"
"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master"
When several people heard that they had received the reward, they ran away in a hurry.
………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
………………
The man did not untie the sack directly with his hands, but curiously broke off a wicker stick and poked it gently.
Soft, unfortunately, no response
Peirong felt uncomfortable being held in it, so she kept struggling, causing the entire sack to turn over.
"Haha? It turns out he's not a dead person? It's so uncomfortable for me to be trapped in there. Come out quickly."
A clear and teasing voice sounded softly, and Peirong couldn't bear it anymore.
With a snap, the sack untied automatically, which shocked him.
It turns out that the guy inside is not just a showman. It seems that he does have some martial arts skills.
Looking around, this man shows an insurmountable arrogance.
However, he finally returned to his usual lazy look: "Hey, who are you? And which sect do you belong to? If you can't speak clearly, then my money will be wasted!"
Peirong ignored him, raised her eyebrows coldly, and cursed in a rough voice: "None of your business!"
After saying that, she turned around and wanted to leave. After all, she didn't think this man would be a strong martial artist, but he looked like a good-looking gangster.
At that moment, the willow branch flew out from between the man's fingers and passed through the scarf on her head without any bias.
Unexpectedly, with a crash, the scarf broke on the spot, and a head of black hair fell out in pieces.
"Haha... I guessed it right. You gave me another woman. I really think it's too much..."
"You...bastard..."
This bitch man dared to hurt himself secretly. Peirong turned his head, a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes.
"I am a bastard? Well, if I am really a bastard, then do you think I should sell you to a brothel? Let me think about it, should I have some fun first, and then...haha..."