Sweet concubine ninety-nine

Chapter 143 Where is my brass ladle? 3
Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen...

While fighting those men in black, Hai Feng silently counted the number of men in black in his heart.

This time, more than 50 men in black came! !
Theoretically speaking, the upper limit for their mother to hit people with a ladle is forty, and I don't know if the mother can handle the more than 50 people in black. The most important thing is that there is another one who has been standing there without making a move. guy in black hat.

Judging from the internal force he used to throw the hidden weapon just now, this guy's martial arts may be higher than him and Mo Ying, but he still can't find out how high his martial arts are.

There are so many people coming, but they have two shopkeepers and butlers who don't know martial arts, and a highness who is so weak that he may faint at any time...

Hey... the police are worrying...

Haifeng was thinking sadly while entangled with those men in black.

"Twenty of you, entangle Gaifeng and Moying." The man in the black hat stood on the wall, watched the battle in the yard with cold eyes, and gave orders: "Others, go straight into the house and kill Beichen!" cross."

"Yes!!"

The remaining more than 30 men in black, after seeing Hai Feng and Mo Ying being entangled by their accomplices, did not have too much love for the fight, but turned around and rushed towards the house.

"Here they come, they are here!! What should I do!!" The shopkeeper had been listening to the movement outside the house, and after hearing the roars of the more than 30 men in black, he almost burst into tears and said: " Gai Feng and Mo Ying are entangled by them, how could we fight more than 30 assassins!!"

The housekeeper's face was pale, but he resolutely stood in front of Bei Chenyue, and said in a trembling voice, "Just... even if I can't beat him, I will swear to protect His Highness to the death..."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he nodded quickly, stood in front of Bei Chenyue, and said resolutely: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will protect you even if I die..."

Mu Jiujiu looked at the two of them with black lines all over her head, and then glanced at Bei Chenyue who was protected behind them like a little chicken, and couldn't help but twitched her mouth.

It is not a problem to kill more than 30 men in black, the problem is that there are no usable weapons in this room...

She can't poke someone with an embroidery needle, can she? ?
After Mu Jiujiu looked around the room, she finally landed on the table full of dishes.

Got it! !
Her eyes lit up, and the moment she turned around to pick up the biggest soup bowl, those men in black rushed in.

The shopkeeper closed his eyes tightly and stood in front of Bei Chenyue, not daring to see the scene where the sword was cutting towards him.

Although the housekeeper's face was pale, his eyes were fixed on him, with a heroic look on his face.

However, before the more than 30 men in black flew in front of them, a goose-yellow figure rushed over, followed by a few muffled "bang bang bang", accompanied by the screams of the men in black, one by one A black figure fell from midair.

The butler stared dumbfounded at the extremely weak side concubine in their minds, holding a big soup bowl in both hands, and threw it at the men in black with a ferocious expression.

In just a short while, the bodies of more than 30 men in black were lying on the ground, almost covering the floor of the back room.

"Mother... Mother...you are..." The butler opened his mouth, feeling that he could no longer speak.

(End of this chapter)