Feng Qianchen seemed to have never expected that the inside would be so simple. Just as he was thinking about whether to ask someone to bring a chair for Jiao Xiaoliu to sit on, he saw Jiao Xiaoliu sitting on the bed without hesitation and facing the little girl who opened the door.
He smiled and said, "Isn't this a place to sit?" Then he waved to Feng Qianchen, "You come and sit too." Feng Qianchen nodded with a smile and walked over.
"Bu Qingyun, do you really don't want your monthly money?" Jiao Xiaoliu pretended to be angry.
When Bu Qingyun heard this, he got excited. What had he done wrong? Keren next to him covered his face and chuckled, reminding Bu Qingyun in a low voice, "Master Bu, where are the things we brought?" Bu Qingyun patted his hands in annoyance.
He raised his head, hugged his fists at Keren, and ran outside as fast as he could.
The little boy next to Jiao Xiaoliu suddenly reached out and tugged on her cloak. Jiao Xiaoliu stretched out her head and asked, "What's wrong?"
The little boy shrank back in fear and looked at the little girl who opened the door, "Don't hit my mother, okay..."
Jiao Xiaoliu raised his eyebrows, knowing that the child had recognized the wrong person, and his eyes drifted to the little girl who opened the door, "What's going on? Someone hit you?"
The little girl nodded and was about to explain, but was interrupted by Bu Qingyun who was returning. "My lord, princess, it's not good! Someone robbed the things we brought!"
"Robbery?" Jiao Xiaoliu wondered if he heard wrongly.
Bu Qingyun nodded, "The fight is in full swing outside." Before he finished speaking, a figure flashed in front of his eyes, and Jiao Xiaoliu was already outside the door. "Don't even want this month's money!" After hearing this,
By that time, Jiao Xiaoliu had disappeared.
Bu Qingyun: "..."
Keren had a look of hatred on his face, "Master Bu, can't you beat the robber yourself?"
Bu Qingyun snorted disdainfully: "That bunch of rabble..." He stopped abruptly, seeming to understand why Jiao Xiaoliu wanted to deduct his monthly payment. He was about to turn around, but was stopped by Feng Qianchen, "Your princess
It's enough for one person to deal with those rabble, but if you go, you will be in the way." Feng Qianchen deliberately emphasized the word 'rabble', and Bu Qingyun wanted to get in in an orderly manner.
The scene of the robbery was now in a situation where one side was being beaten, but the person who was robbed leisurely moved his belongings and walked towards the little girl's house. A few conversations could be heard vaguely.
"Our princess's skills are so beautiful..."
"No. Either their arms or legs will be cut off, and they won't even be able to run..."
"Those people are so pitiful..." Listening to the screams behind them like slaughtering pigs, the few maids couldn't help but feel sympathy.
Jiao Xiaoliu was so angry, not because she was so angry, but because she was robbed by these fat-headed and big-eared thugs. They were obviously thugs raised by rich people, but they actually came to rob her of the things she planned to give to the poor. They didn't do anything at all.
There was no mercy. The scream actually aroused Miss Jiao's bloodthirsty side. She smiled evilly: "The robbery hit my aunt, do you not want to live anymore, don't want to live, or don't want to live anymore?"
"You, do you know who we are? If we know, I'll scare you to death!" It should be the leader of that group of people. He was thrown to the ground with his hands and feet broken, and he was still shouting arrogantly.
Jiao Xiaoliu smiled horribly. "Forgive me for being ignorant, but please enlighten me."
"The overlord flower in the west of the city, Zhen Meili!" Zhen Meili has obviously become a god in the heart of this leader, and even now he still ignores Jiao Xiaoliu, who has severed his hands and feet.
