This little girl is so unreasonable!
Just as Shi Yue was about to argue with his grievances, he heard the sound of wailing coming from the audience!
Madam Ninth looked back, but was shocked by the scene in front of her. She could not help but clenched her pink fists with anger, her eyes widened, her soft and delicate body was trembling violently, and she no longer had the intention to act like a woman.
The pitiful scene of the child in front of me is very similar to the scene when I was helpless and bullied as a child!
A thin little Taoist boy fell to the ground weakly, his withered little hands tightly clutching the wooden cover. The Taoist robe was dirty, and rows of large footprints were deeply imprinted on his back and buttocks.
He held his head in his hands and rolled around on the ground, shouting randomly: "Killing, killing, killing in broad daylight..."
Seven or eight big men surrounded him and kicked him ferociously, until he was hit by the excitement, leaving a stream of hot sweat.
Madam Ninth couldn't bear it, and her eyes were filled with deep pity.
Looking up, he saw Shi Yue frowning tightly, his eyes like razor blades, staring at the dirty little Taoist boy without blinking, and there was a strange, heartless smile at the corner of his mouth...the corner of his mouth.
Her little mouth was so high that she pinched Shi Yue's waist hard with her delicate hands, and said angrily: "Little Shi Yue, do you have a conscience? That child was beaten all over the floor, so pitiful! You...
...You can still laugh, I...I really misjudged you!"
Shi Yue reacted quickly and grabbed Madam Ninth's little hand that was making trouble around his waist. He was still looking at the little Taoist boy who was twisting and turning, and the expression on his face became more and more weird.
"Stinky Stone, let me go quickly, you...are you sick again? How dare you grab my hand?"
Mrs. Ninth was angry and ashamed. She struggled to shake off Shi Yue's dog paws, clenched her pink fist tightly and said, "You heartless person, I can't count on you. I will save him myself."
Shi Yue had just calmed down at this moment, stopped Madam Ninth who was full of anger, winked, and whispered: "Madam Ninth, don't worry, this little Taoist boy is very clever, he is definitely not an ordinary child!"
"What's wrong? I didn't notice it. I just saw him being beaten and rolling around. How pitiful!" Mrs. Ninth's eyes were red, she shook Shi Yue's shoulders and begged: "Little Shitou, you are like this
It’s awesome, you’d better go and save him quickly..."
Shi Yue said: "Madam, don't worry, this little Taoist boy must know what's going on. Please relax for now."
Experts watch the door, laymen watch the fun!
In the eyes of Madam Ninth, that dirty little Taoist boy was kicked and rolled all over the floor, so pitiful;
But in Shi Yue's eyes, he saw an unpredictable scene: the little Taoist boy covered his head and closed his legs, just covering the two fatal vital parts of his skull and lower body;
He was rolling around like a donkey on the ground, but he was just right and avoided the attacks of seven or eight big feet on his ribs and chest with extreme precision;
As for the back and buttocks, they are the strongest parts of the body. Even if they are kicked a few times, they will not leave any injuries. Although they look cruel and pitiful, they are not dangerous at all.
Although this man is still young, his martial arts are unique and far from ordinary. With his lifelike roar and ferocious expression, his mind must be extraordinary.
Shi Yue saw all of this and understood it clearly.
At the head was a slender horse-faced man, wiping away cold sweat. He was a little tired from playing, and was breathing heavily, secretly wondering:
In the past, if you beat an adult, you could beat him half to death with so many kicks;
Today, however, this little kid could withstand the beating. I, the one who punched people, were so tired that my legs and feet were sore, but he, the one who was beaten, was still so angry that he howled like a ghost. It was really strange.
He pointed at the little Taoist boy and said blankly: "You bastard, don't you know the reputation of our Beicheng Gang? Who dares not to sell our face in this area in the north of the city? If you set up a stall here to tell fortunes, you have to take it
You gave me money to honor your grandpa, ***, if you blame the Beicheng Gang for your default, how can I spare you?"
Then he waved his arms and said: "Brothers, beat me hard!"
"Wait a minute, wait for me to say something!" The little Taoist boy waved his withered little hands to the men. Although his voice was childish, he had the aura of a young adult.
"What? After a beating, you finally know how powerful grandpa is?"
The horse-faced man said proudly: "You owe the Beicheng Gang a month's security fees. The interest is compounded, and the donkey rolls. In total, it's twenty taels of silver. Come and get it out for grandpa quickly, or I'll throw you into the river."
Here, I fed the bastard."
When the people onlookers heard about twenty taels of silver, they couldn't help but booed: Ordinary people only earn fifty taels of silver a year. This little Taoist boy is wearing rags. I want him to give out twenty taels of silver and daydream.
Bar?
The little Taoist boy turned over and sat up, finally revealing his true face in Lushan.
He is thirteen or fourteen years old. He has a handsome face after getting rid of the black dust. He squints a pair of slender eyes and looks forward, revealing his spirit. His withered little hands are still tightly holding the fortune-telling guise.
He smiled softly and showed an innocent smile: "I definitely don't have twenty taels of silver..."
"What? No money?" The horse-faced man spat: "Brothers, fight me and use his life to pay for the money."
"Wait a minute!" The little Taoist boy was not afraid at all. He formed a secret with his hands, closed his eyes, and pretended to calculate with his fingers: "Although I don't have any money, I have a good fortune today, and there is a noble person to help me. Isn't it just twenty taels of silver?
? Someone will advance the payment for me."
"You fart!" The horse-faced man laughed angrily: "Twenty taels of silver, do you think I am your father or mother? Why should I give it to you for free?"
Hearing this, the little Taoist boy clapped his little hands and laughed loudly: "You guys, you finally said a human word, am I your father or your mother? Why should I give you twenty taels of silver for free?"
The crowd burst into laughter.
Even Shi Yue had to admire the intelligence of this little Taoist boy, and he became more and more convinced that this guy was no ordinary little boy.
The horse-faced man was so ridiculed that his face turned livid with anger, his facial features moved out of position, and he shouted: "Hit me, hit me hard!"
The thugs from the Beicheng Gang were about to step forward to commit murder when they suddenly heard a shout from the crowd: "Stop, don't you just need twenty taels of silver? I'll give it!" The voice was gentle and charming, like the sound of nature.
The sound is very nice.
Is this little Taoist boy really capable of calculating? Someone actually paid him money in advance? That was a painful twenty taels of silver...
Everyone's eyes were looking towards the source of that charming voice.
I saw a charming and beautiful woman, half leaning on the arms of a masculine man. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her eyes were clear, and her pretty little mouth was raised angrily, as if she was filled with indignation at the injustice in front of her.
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Shi Yue shook his head, reluctantly loosened Madam Ninth's sleeves, blew into her ear, and said resentfully: "Madam Ninth... I really can't do anything to you!" This matter ultimately fell to him.
On the head.
It's just a pity that we haven't found out the details of this little Taoist boy yet!
Green light appeared in the eyes of the seven or eight men. They were just fighting with the little Taoist boy. They didn't expect that there was such a stunning beauty standing in the crowd, and they were so happy.
The horse-faced man smacked his lips, looked at the Ninth Lady and said, "My dear lady, are you going to stand up for this little monkey?" At this time, he was so stunned by the beauty that he completely ignored the distinction between high and low status.
The gorgeous clothes the beauty wears and the noble gold hairpin in her hair are not something that a low-class guy like him can afford to offend.
Mrs. Ninth's face was cold, with a hint of purple between her brows: "I have twenty taels of silver here, take it, and don't make things difficult for this kid again." As she spoke, she took out twenty taels of silver from her sleeve and handed it over.
Chapter completed!