Immortal King Dominant Pet: Cute Demon Little Fox Concubine

Chapter 550
Compared with the outside, the house here is obviously much simpler. Of course, it is not the poorest place with blue bricks and white tiles.

Suddenly, shouts came from a small alley.

"Jidong, you are so brave, you said that you are not allowed to sell firewood to Wu Yuanwai again, are you farting if you treat me as the old seven?"

With a crisp slap, a man in his thirties with a scarred face slapped a seven or eight-year-old boy on the face.

The little boy only reached his shoulders, and the corners of his face and eyes were covered with bruises. It was obvious that he had just been beaten violently, but his thin arms were stretched out, tightly protecting a smaller child behind him, not letting him The big man hurt him.

"What are you staring at, today is the last time, if you dare to do this again, I don't care if you are a child or not, I will kill you!"

The old seven head spit out a mouthful of saliva with a bah sound, raised his eyebrows, twisted Jidong up, and stared at the child who was staring at him fiercely.

"Why not? You bullied our children while Uncle Huan was not at home. When Uncle Huan comes back, he will definitely not let you go!"

Jidong struggled hard, but he was small and weak, so he was no match for the old seven-headed adult.

"Let go of him, you villain!"

Another child rushed out suddenly, punching and kicking the old Qitou.

"Hey, it's against you, you little bastards, how dare you fight with me?"

The old seven head slammed Ji Dong on the ground, slapped him away, and sent the younger child flying, and fell heavily on the ground.

"Hmph, I'm going to teach you a good lesson today!"

The old seven-head strode upwards, raised his foot high and stepped on the child's stomach. He squinted his eyes and raised his octagonal eyebrows. As the black boss in this area, he had never been hit by a child like this. Tone, he couldn't figure out how to swallow it.

"Boss, come on, step on it hard, if you don't hit this kid, you won't know how powerful the boss is!" The other two big men grabbed Ji Ping, who was about to rush over, and laughed and watched the excitement.

"Ah!" The little boy who fell on the ground, holding his head and looking at the infinitely enlarged thigh, cried out in fright.

"stop!"

A cloud of dark air flew over suddenly and grabbed the old seven's right foot.

"Ouch!"

Blood spurted from the old Qitou's right foot, and he fell backwards.

"Uncle Huan!" Jidong broke free from the shackles of the two, looked at Zhao Huan who was striding forward, and shouted.

"Old Qitou, you scoundrel, you even killed a few children while I was not at home. I, Zhao Huan, will kill the people today."

Zhao Huan squeezed the formula, and a storm burst out of his palm. He swung it vigorously, and the storm surged instantly, rushing towards the old seven-headed man, enveloping him in it.

Seeing this, the old seven head was neither in a hurry nor in a hurry, a big knife appeared in his hand, and he slashed around hard.

With a bang, the storm was instantly split by him, turning into cold wind and dissipating invisible.

The other two also surrounded Zhao Huan in the narrow alley like a triangle.

"Hahaha... Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao, do you think that you have a little cultivation and others are afraid of you? My master is a man of immortals and gods. With your little tricks, you are no match for me at all!"

The old seven head waved his big hand, and the big knife in his hand cut down with a cold light.

"what!"

However, just as his hand was cut in half, a force grabbed him, no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't cut it off.

(End of this chapter)