Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 100 The Child Bride 27
Everything is in order.

As a servant, a person who is struggling at the bottom of the society, it is not a sin to sell his master for glory in order to survive. Many people may have no bottom line in order to survive.

As He Xiaoman said before, once or twice, I let you go, but I have already shown you my sharp teeth, but you come to challenge my teeth, it is not only broken, but also stupid.

Even if He Xiaoman gave the magpie two chances this time, as long as she was willing to tell the truth, she would still let the magpie go.

It may be that Liu Xiangcao's feeling of being too weak and deceitful was too deep-rooted before, so Magpie still chose to deceive his master.

Forgiving others without a bottom line can only get worse injuries.

Marina's famous test about human nature "Rhythm 0" is the best proof.

It's a pity that Magpie is now facing He Xiaoman who looks like Liu Xiangcao.

At the beginning, the magpie cried and begged the eldest lady to spare her this time. The old lady asked her to do it, and she was innocent.

He Xiaoman sneered, the life motto of this kind of person is that mistakes are always someone else's.

Finding that He Xiaoman didn't want to let her go at all, the magpie began to call for help. He Xiaoman skillfully found two black rags and stuffed them into the magpie's mouth. The sound of whimpering and whimpering.

Obviously cursing He Xiaoman.

The old lady who bewitches evil is actually a deterrent. Thinking about what she said before she died once, almost everyone in the entire Wang family's back house has bullied her to some extent, so this yard can be viewed in broad daylight. There is a kind of ghostly feeling in the clothes, let alone the dark night?
Eight o'clock is actually not too dark, but in order to save lamp oil money, the Wang family turned off all the lamps in the whole yard as long as no one was using them, and there was no one at the second gate, and the gate was locked early. Together with Bai Xiaoling from inside to outside, one carried the person and the other opened and latched the door without even using the mist to hide, just like that, carrying the lost magpie out of Wang's house.

Sanzhang Hutong is two streets away from Wang's house, and there is a mixed population of mermaids and dragons living in it, most of them are small traders from other places, down-and-out bannermen, and some performers. Further on, there is a cigarette shop that common people like to patronize very much. , a brothel, and three alleys isolate the hustle and bustle of silk and bamboo over there, and the feasting and feasting in another world.

In the courtyards of various sizes in the alley, various lighting tools are lit brightly and darkly to divide the courtyard into individual households. Some people are washing and getting ready to go to bed, and some are listening to the floor box. The soft and sweet singing of female stars is muffled. People’s ears are a bit tired. Some people are having a small banquet at home, and it’s very pleasant to exchange glasses. Some people are arguing, and the child is crying and the wife is calling...

These people walked through the same door, but lived different sorrows and joys, and these people would never have imagined that a maid who did harm to others was lying in a dark alley, sleeping without knowing what was going on. Xi.

good luck.

After silently saying this blessing, He Xiaoman walked out without looking back.

But as soon as she reached the entrance of the alley, a black shadow whizzed past her feet, followed by chaotic footsteps coming towards her.

"Get out of the way!"

Bai Xiaoling suddenly rolled He Xiaoman with his body and bumped into the wall on the left.

It was almost at this moment that He Xiaoman belatedly realized that something seemed to brush past his ear, and a loud "bang" exploded a little spark a few meters behind him.

gun!
A terrible thought suddenly came to mind.

As a low-level social animal in the country in peacetime, He Xiaoman really did not expect this kind of thing that she only admired on TV to appear in front of her like this.

It was only then that He Xiaoman realized that what she had to be careful of dealing with was far more than just those who lived in the backyard, as well as the old irons flying around in chaotic times.

As the footsteps approached, a beam of flashlight shone directly on it, and shook He Xiaoman's face twice in a very impolite manner, and then began to move back and forth on the ground non-stop.

Someone's tongue was curling up and speaking a foreign language that he couldn't understand at all, and He Xiaoman was sure that it was definitely not English.

Soon, a Chinese man bowed his waist facing the foreigners and asked He Xiaoman arrogantly: "Hey, do you see a little yellow dog running past here?"

"No."

He Xiaoman didn't want to be troublesome, so he shook his head and answered.

"Impossible, I saw it running past, the three alleys are dead, how could you not see it?"

The man looked suspicious: "You can't afford to delay Mr. Leonid's important matter!"

"Oh."

The Mr. Leonid Yang behind him suddenly shouted something, and the attitude of this Chinese man who was obviously acting as an interpreter suddenly became a little strange: "You, come here."

He Xiaoman couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

Although Sanzhang Hutong is a bit messy, but because it is a red-light district across the street, there are all kinds of people living here, and most of them don't communicate with each other, so it is very difficult for people to close their doors when it gets dark. If you don't come out, even if you hear some voices, you will sweep the snow before you, and you will definitely not meddle in your own business.

It is the most suitable area for "throwing corpses" near Wang's house.

She must have not read the almanac when she went out today, so she encountered such a rare misfortune in a hundred years.

"If you're told to come here, hurry up and sing and talk with our Lord Leonid. There are so many things!"

"Oh, Counsellor Zhou, why are you doing this? You have a yellow-haired girl here to grab my old lady's business? Look at her like that, she looks like a piece of wood."

Standing next to the blond-haired, tall and burly foreigner, the seductive woman who was burning Aisi's head was not happy, and poked her red mouth with her hand painted with Danko coquettishly on the foreigner's chest.

Mr. Yang put his arms around the woman tightly, but he raised his eyebrows at He Xiaoman in a self-conscious manner, and spoke foreign words with his tongue rolling.

He Xiaoman calmly retreated a few steps into the alley.

It's a pity that her actions did not escape the eyes of the blond man opposite: "You...stop!"

He shouted in blunt Chinese: "You..." Then he yelled at the translator again in a grandma's bird language.

The enchanting woman hooked an arm around Mr. Yang's neck, frowned and said in a reproachful way: "You look like a bumpkin in such a dress, how can the sisters in our building be knowledgeable, tell her to get out, let's go back and drink! "

After speaking, he wanted to drag the foreigner back and scolded He Xiaoman: "Why don't you hurry up and wait?"

But as soon as she said that, she was slapped by the foreigner and fell to the ground. The Chinese man who was next to the foreigner, who had been holding a flashlight, leaned over to help the woman on the ground, but was also kicked out by the foreigner.

He Xiaoman could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and as the cold light flashed by, the foreigner who was lowering his head and concentrating on kicking people suddenly found himself a little dizzy.

PS: It will be on the shelves on the [-]st. I am so anxious to say that I am looking for the last wave of collection recommendations for the new book period. Little fairies and big babies, move your little hands and protect Chacha!
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