The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 148 Treasurer Xiong, You Are Not Good
Shopkeeper Xiong opened his mouth and screamed.

However, his throat was choked by Qing Moyan, and he could only make a strange rattling sound.

"You want me to pay for your woman?" Qing Moyan pressed Shopkeeper Xiong's huge body onto the chair, and kept using force with her hands, only pinching Shopkeeper Xiong and rolling his eyes, "You still want my little lady?"

Shopkeeper Xiong desperately waved his hands. At the beginning, he tried to break free from Qing Moyan's hand, but after grasping it, he realized that the opponent's hand was like iron tongs, and he couldn't shake it at all.

"You went to find Mrs. Poison, thinking that she can help you? Do you believe that I can strangle you right now..." The smile on Qing Moyan's face was like a sharp knife urging him to death, terrifying.

Shopkeeper Xiong made a whining sound, tears and snot all came down.

Qing Moyan loosened her fingers, and shopkeeper Xiong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"No...no..." He was so frightened that his voice changed his tone, "I don't dare anymore, I won't look for Mrs. Poison again, you don't remember the villain..."

"Put your hands on the table." Qing Moyan said quietly.

"You... what are you going to do..."

Qing Moyan exerted force on her hands, and the shopkeeper Xiong calmed down immediately in fright, and put her hands on the table.

The chubby fingers are like carrots with emerald fingers on them.

Qing Moyan let go of the hand that was pinching his throat, grabbed his middle finger, and pulled it upwards violently.

A burst of severe pain came, and the shopkeeper Xiong opened his mouth wide and was about to scream out, when Qing Moyan turned his palm into a knife, and hit the opponent on the back of the neck.

Shopkeeper Xiong didn't say a word, and his body went limp.

Qing Moyan let go of her hands, took the handkerchief Xuanyu handed over, and wiped her hands with disgust.

"Let's go." The two pushed the door out and walked away.

The shopkeeper Xiong was awakened by his servants with cold water.

The right middle finger was excruciatingly painful.

"My hand...hand..."

Looking down, he saw that his middle finger had already been broken by Qi Gen, only the tendons were still connected.

"Ah!" Shopkeeper Xiong screamed.

If you don't look at it, it's enough, and it hurts when you look at it.

Even though the servants wanted to ask, but the shopkeeper Xiong kept silent about it, and everyone didn't dare to talk too much, so they hurried to find a doctor to treat him, and he was busy until it was getting late.

After drinking the analgesic decoction, shopkeeper Xiong regained his energy. His right hand was splinted, wrapped in a thick white cloth, and he sat there panting continuously.

After a long silence, he shouted in a low voice: "Come on, prepare the car."

"Master, where are you going? It's dark outside."

Shopkeeper Xiong didn't say a word, he suffered a loss today, and he has never been in such a mess in his life.

In Shifang Town, he can be regarded as a person with head and face, but he would be made into such a appearance by a boy from outside. If he doesn't say this, what face will he have to gain a foothold here in Shifang Town in the future? He is going to find Mrs. Poison , this time he wants to kill that kid!
"You don't need to bring anyone, just a groom." Shopkeeper Xiong said with a serious face.

The servants didn't dare to disobey their orders, and helped him leave the Ciyaotang and got into the carriage.

On the opposite side of Ci Yaotang, Xiao Hu, a figure flashed by and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Shopkeeper Xiong left Ciyao Tang in a carriage and headed for the center of Shifang Town.

Passing by the bustling open-air medicinal material trading field in the center of the town, a person leaped in from the car window, his movements were agile and light, and when he landed on the car, people couldn't feel the weight on the car at all.

The sharp blade touched the shopkeeper Xiong's neck.

Shopkeeper Xiong's eyes widened in horror. The other party was dressed in black, with a black veil covering his head, so he couldn't see the other party's face at all.

"Stop." The man spit out a stiff voice.

Shopkeeper Xiong just moved his body, the side of the sharp blade slid down and landed on his right hand wrapped in a splint.

He only felt a slight chill, looked down, and saw his fingers rolled down on the floor of the carriage, covered with white cloth.

"Stop." The man repeated.

"Stop! Stop!" Shopkeeper Xiong was covered in cold sweat, and he couldn't even feel the pain in his fingers.

"Tell the driver to go back." The masked man whispered.

Shopkeeper Xiong has learned his lesson this time, so he will do it right away.

The carriage driving outside was confused, and asked a few tentative questions. Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper Xiong in the carriage began to curse, and the driver had no choice but to leave the carriage and go back alone.

Shopkeeper Xiong was panting heavily while sitting in the car.

The carriage moved forward slowly, he didn't know who was driving the carriage outside at this moment, and he didn't know where he was now.

The masked man who accompanied him in the car sat quietly in front of him.

Quiet.

Yes, he didn't even notice the other person's breathing.

Deathly quiet.

The night wind blew through the leaves and made a rustling sound.

Judging by the sound, the carriage should have left Shifang Town now.

"You... who sent you here?" Shopkeeper Xiong asked boldly.

The other party was silent and did not answer.

"How much money they gave you, I'll double it!" Shopkeeper Xiong said hoarsely.

Still no answer.

"How about three times...five times!" The other party's silence made shopkeeper Xiong feel more creepy.

"What do you do with the money?" Finally, the man said a word.

Shopkeeper Xiong couldn't help but feel relieved, as long as the other party opened his mouth, it would be easy.

"Don't you want money? With money, you can have everything you want, power, women... as long as you let me go, we can talk about terms."

He was talking when suddenly the carriage stopped.

The masked man turned around and got off the carriage. When he jumped out of the carriage, the black veil covering his head was blown up by the night wind, revealing a bare head and narrow eyes with no expression.

Shopkeeper Xiong stared dumbfounded as he took out a bamboo hat from nowhere and put it on his head.

In a flash, the man's hand appeared in front of him.

It was wood!

Is it a fake hand?No...it's as if the whole person is made of wood...

By the way, that's why he wasn't breathing!

Shopkeeper Xiong's body slumped along the car seat in the compartment.

"I wanted to give you a chance, but unfortunately, you don't know how to cherish it." A familiar male voice came from outside the carriage, with a slight smile.

This voice sounded like the voice of hell urging his life to him.

"Young Master Qing, you...what are you going to do?" Shopkeeper Xiong burst into tears and was in a panic.

The curtain was lifted from the outside.

Qing Moyan was dressed in a plain robe and stood with her hands behind her back.

"I've already given you a chance, but it seems that you haven't learned how to be good. You ran out in the middle of the night and wanted to complain to Madam Poison again? Huh?"

Shopkeeper Xiong twitched the corner of his mouth with difficulty, trying to force out a flattering smile.

"No...no, how dare I..."

"Don't dare or don't want to?" Qing Moyan laughed in a low voice, his laughter was as cold as a knife scraping across the ice, he waved his hands, and a few people came over, stepped forward and dragged shopkeeper Xiong out of the car come out.

Two jars of wine were poured down his head and face, drenching him thoroughly.

"Send him to the cave, and reward those wild animals." Qing Moyan chuckled softly, stretched out his hand, and directly removed the jaw of the shopkeeper Xiong.

The shopkeeper Xiong couldn't scream, so he was thrown into the wild boar hole...

(End of this chapter)