Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 1747 Brother, did you burn this place?

Duan Yuheng was still immersed in the horror just now.

He gritted his teeth: "Unexpectedly, there is such a place under the foot of the emperor. The government should really rectify it."

Gongyu Baozhu blinked her long eyelashes, and said like a little adult: "Even if it is banned, it can't stop those who want to gamble. How many people come here with the mentality of getting rich overnight, and their desires are endless."

Hearing this, Bo Zili nodded his head in a rare way, approving the little guy's words.

Gongyu Baozhu pinched his chin with his small hands and said, "Wo thinks, let's go back to Baba first, collect evidence, and then choose a few typical punishments. Everyone is afraid, so naturally few come."

"But..." The little guy was a little distressed: "Everyone here wears masks, and only Tao Shangshu shows his face. How do you know the identities of the rest?"

Duan Yuheng pondered: "That's right, what should I do?"

Bo Zili's thin eyes raised a sneer, with a strange expression: "I have an idea."

"what idea?"

The siblings looked at him together.

However, Bo Zili looked at Duan Yuheng.

At this moment, Duan Yuheng only felt that he was looking into a pair of deep and dark abysses.

A sense of dizziness spread from the soles of his feet in an instant.

He pressed his head: "How can I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he collapsed on the soft blanket.

Gongyu Baozhu blinked her clear eyes, then looked at Bo Zili again: "Brother, did you knock him into a coma?"

Bo Zili nodded: "I have a simple way to see the appearance of the guest here, but unfortunately your brother is a mortal, so he cannot be seen."

As he spoke, he picked up the Gongyu orb in one hand, and carried the unconscious Duan Yuheng in the other.

It was just a moment to lift his breath, Gongyu Baozhu followed him to the mountain villa on the ground, and hung his body in the air.

In the middle of the sky, the night wind howled, blowing the clothes of several people.

As soon as Bo Zili released his right hand, Duan Yuheng suspended himself in the air, showing no sign of falling down.

He didn't let go of the little guy, he still held Gongyu Baozhu's waist.

"Zhuzhu, take care. Ordinary people are different from us. They like money, but they are also afraid of death."

Bo Zili stretched out his palm and aimed at the villa below.

I saw the strange fire in his eyes suddenly ignited, and the wind and clouds surged in an instant.

Gongyu Baozhu seemed to hear the sound of landslides and ground cracks!

suddenly!

She saw countless people screaming and rushing out of the door leading to the underground villa.

Some people even have sparks on them.

Soon, a steady stream of guests escaped from the casino. They fell down and sat on the open space, watching the raging fire burning inside the door. Almost everyone’s masks were lost in the hasty escape. What they had on their faces now were all The horror of the aftermath.

Gongyu Baozhu frowned: "Brother, did you burn this place?"

Bo Zili raised his eyebrows, his tone very contemptuous.

"It's just a bunch of bad guys who don't deserve to die. If they were burned, but they weren't exterminated, isn't this considered a gift from God?"

Gong Yu Baozhu was young, and when he heard these words, he just felt that they were a little unreasonable.

The little guy tilted his head and said, "But brother, Wo thinks that some people here just like to gamble, maybe their character is not bad. What if they accidentally burn them to death?"

After she finished speaking, the strong wind blew off the golden mask on her face.

A small face as clean and tender as white porcelain was exposed, and the round eyes were bright and clear, which was the purest color in the world.

Bo Zili was slightly taken aback by her gaze.

(End of this chapter)