The old bustard was blown away and let out an earth-shattering roar of terror:
"Ah... help, then..."
With a faint smile on her lips, Yaoyao quickly flew forward, directly hugging the old bustard who was ejected, and slowly descended in a circle. She said gently to the frightened old bustard:
"...This, Oiran, does it take our young master to crash the place before we can see him?"
The madam's face turned pale with fright. He shook his head hurriedly and said solemnly:
"I'll go and invite him right away...I'll go right away..."
The madam was so frightened that her steps were obviously unsteady and trembling slightly. She took two steps and fell crookedly...
Nangong Qianqian was obviously unconvinced and snorted through her nose at Yaoyao, muttering softly:
"When I grow up to your age, I will definitely be as good as you in kung fu..."
Yaoyao raised her eyebrows at Nangong Qianqian indifferently, crossed her chest, and replied slowly:
"In a moment, I'll give you a chance to show off...will you fight?"
Nangong Qianqian nodded hurriedly and said:
"I'll fight, I'll fight... I can fight seven at once..."
Yaoyao rolled her eyes speechlessly, but before she could say anything out loud,
I saw that the old bustard was obviously very aggressive and led a group of thugs to surround them.
"It's just the two of them who are causing trouble, I'll beat them out..."
The madam put one hand on her thick fat waist, pointed at Yaoyao and Nangong Qianqian with an angry face and shouted,
The group of thugs all held different weapons and ran toward Yaoyao and Nangong Qianqian, surrounded by them. Without saying a word, they swung their weapons and started to fight.
Nangong Qianqian was unprepared and squatted down in embarrassment, dodged a thick stick, and with obvious anger, said to the thick man holding the stick with a red face:
"After a while, I will let you have a taste of what life is worse than death..."
As Nangong Qianqian finished speaking, she grabbed the bottle in her hand and casually opened the lid and raised it.