"Uncle, what's wrong with my sister?" Li Yifu stared at her little eyes and couldn't care less about being sad. He watched helplessly as the beautiful sister fled back to the room, and turned around to ask Xiao Han in confusion.
"Call brother!"
Xiao Han rolled his eyes and tapped his little head.
The little guy called him uncle just now, but he didn't notice anything yet.
Now it's a bit harsh to hear him call Ziyi sister and his brother.
Why is there a generation gap between the two of them? What if I do it in the future... I mean what if! What does it really have to do with Ziyi? !
Old cows eating young grass? Pear blossoms crush begonias? Ami tofu, sin, sin!
"I know, brother!"
Li Yifu didn't pay attention to Xiao Han's weird expression, he just rubbed his little head with gritted teeth and a pair of black eyes full of grievance, which made everyone around him laugh.
This laughter not only dispelled Li Yifu's previous tragic fate, but also the embarrassment between Xiao Han and Zi Yi just now.
That's right, no matter how miserable Li Yifu was before, meeting Xiao Han who was willing to help him can be regarded as the end of all hardships.
And purple clothes?
From the Xiao family's point of view, she had long been the Marquis's default bedfellow.
Ask yourself, if they were Xiao Han, with such a beautiful woman beside them, but this beautiful woman was still passionately devoted to him, even a eunuch wouldn't be able to bear it, right?
Before, the two of them had always been tepid, which can be understood as the oppression of the mistress of the family.
Now that they came out, they really saw the intimate side of the two people. The burning gossip in the hearts of everyone in the Xiao family was greatly satisfied at this moment.
Among the people present, there are still a few who had a secret crush on Ziyi before, but now they have completely given up!
It can only turn grief and anger into appetite! Use the food on the table to pay tribute to your dead love...
In the inn, after Zi Yi's interruption, the atmosphere that had just turned cold began to become lively again.
By this time, most of the people had finished their meal, and everyone was sitting there in awe, ready to watch the next show.
They let San'er run away when they were beating someone up. Needless to say, they did so on purpose!
The reason is to let him go back and find a few more people.
The Marquis said today that they are going to watch a show this time, a big show!
So how can it be considered a big show just to deal with such a few idiots?
The younger ones must be beaten, and then the older ones will be attracted as well! Then young and old can clean it up together, that’s how fun it is!
What's the famous saying? A family should be neat and tidy!
"Hey, will your father not want you anymore?"
Time passed slowly, and Xiaodong had wandered around the door three times bored.
But outside the inn, it was still deserted and lonely, let alone people, not even a night owl. Looking at the innkeeper again, his eyes were also blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"No, it can't be."
Poor Young Master Ma had just taken a good beating and had just taken a breath. When Xiaodong looked at him, he was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his legs shook like chaff, and he replied with a trembling voice.
He really couldn't figure out who these people were in front of him! Why are you so vicious?
Those few policemen took action first, so you guys should beat up the Yamen servants! Why do you indiscriminately beat yourself up too? !
Unfortunately, I was beaten to the ground before I could tell my name!
When he finally endured the pain and reported his name, he was beaten up again. Who did he offend?
"No? Then why hasn't your father come to avenge you?"
Seeing the useless look on this dude, Xiaodong impatiently slapped him on the head and asked again.
"Hurry, hurry!"
Young Master Ma was really frightened. Seeing Xiaodong take action, he hurriedly answered without even thinking about it!
But when he said the words, he felt something was wrong! Who would want others to come to him for revenge? If you answer like this now, aren't you looking for a beating again?
"No revenge! No revenge! These heroes are so benevolent and righteous! This young master, no! I deserve this. I bring it upon myself. How dare I come to you for revenge? I promise, as long as you treat this villain like a piece of shit. I don’t dare to come here to cause trouble for you anymore!”
After reacting, Ma Shao regretted that his intestines were almost green, and he quickly changed his words while crying, for fear that he would be beaten again if he changed his words too late!
By the way, since he was a child, has he ever been beaten like this?
Even when his father was the most angry, he could only give him a slap on the back of his shoe, but what if he could get in trouble with these evil stars?
I don’t know what these people do. Not only are they extremely skilled in martial arts, but they don’t have any martial ethics at all!
Even though he and the officials had surrendered later, they still punched him down one after another!
Wherever it hurts, hit it! I'm not a point reader, so what's the point of playing like this?
"Let you go?"
Xiaodong looked at this guy crying and bursting into tears, with a bright smile on his harmless face.
This smile gave Mr. Ma some illusion, as if they had bypassed him, and the next moment, he would escape from this devil's cave.
However, the illusion was still an illusion after all, just when Xiaodong's lips were moving but he had not yet made a sound.
The silence outside the inn was finally broken by a rush of footsteps.
"Who! Who's coming out at this time!" Young Master Ma saw Xiaodong's expression change and stopped caring about him. Instead, he straightened up and looked outside. He couldn't help but cursed in his heart angrily, and then stretched his neck. Look out along the door.
The door of the inn is wide open. Through the door, you can clearly see two teams holding torches rushing towards here on the street outside.
There are two teams, one east and one west, one more and one less.
The smaller group came from the west. There were not many people, only four or five people.
But looking at his clothes, he knew he was from the yamen. The leader was a middle-aged man who was still wearing an official uniform. His expression was cold and solemn, and he walked with official steps. Although he seemed a little hasty because of his speed, he was still full of majesty.
As for the team coming from the east, it was much looser. It was led by a few middle-aged men in rich clothes at the front, and behind it was a long team of hundreds of people!
Although the people in this team were dressed in various costumes, they were all strong men with dark skin. The torch in their hands was like a fire dragon, extending far into the street.
"Hahahaha... Mr. Huang is here! My father is here too. You are finished! You are finished! Whoever hit me just now, I will repay you a hundred times. If I don't beat you to death, I will no longer have a surname of Ma!"
I blinked hard to make sure I saw it correctly! Young Master Ma, who was looking pitiful just now, got the strength from nowhere and stumbled to his feet. Then he pointed at the room full of people with a twisted face and laughed wildly!
But soon, Master Ma discovered that not only did the bastards in front of him show no fear at all, but they all had sneers on their faces.
The guys who had just started rubbing their fists, shaking their necks, and stood up from their seats again!
