Chapter 332 Rescue from a Thousand Miles (13)

"Don't, don't, girl, although our big brother isn't as good-looking as our great hero, Young Master Rong, he's definitely not bad." The second brother hastily stopped Mo Wushuang's horse.

Mo Wushuang frowned slightly, when he heard a roar from the top of the mountain: "What are you bastards doing?"

"Brother!" Someone flinched.

"Ah! My elder brother is here! Girl, don't you think my elder brother looks good?" one of them asked loudly.

Mo Wushuang looked at the middle-aged man who jumped and landed in front of him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The man in front of him is about 30 years old, about 1.8 meters tall, with a square face and big ears, tiger eyes and short beard. He does look like a big brother.

"Girl, I'm sorry. My brothers are the ones who are rude, girl, please go away." The middle-aged man smiled apologetically at Mo Wushuang, turned his head and slapped the boy who had spoken just now, "Go back!"

The dozen or so people immediately walked back dejectedly towards the way they came from.

Ye Haoyun slipped over on a horse, looked at Mo Wushuang with a smile and said, "This elder brother is really good-looking, do you want to think about it?"

Mo Wushuang gave him a blank look, and said, "Brother, can I ask you a few questions?"

When the dozen or so people heard the words, they immediately turned their heads overjoyed, and looked at Mo Wushuang.

"Girl, please say something."

"Are you really bandits?"

When these people first came down the mountain, they were indeed a bit gangster, but they didn't talk like that, which made Mo Wushuang a little curious.

"It's a long story." The square-faced man sighed faintly.

"Let's make a long story short, I just want to take a break too." Ye Haoyun jumped off the horse and sat down in the shade of a tree.

The square-faced man looked at Mo Wushuang, and Mo Wushuang smiled slightly, "I don't think you look like a bandit, brother, why don't we sit down and talk, maybe we can find a legitimate job for your brothers."

The square-faced man looked happy, but then he hesitated.

"Come and sit down, I brought some pastries, if you don't mind, come and eat some." Mo Wushuang unloaded the burden from his back, and waved to the dozen or so people who were watching from a distance.

Those people were stunned, Mo Wushuang stretched out his hand and threw the burden over, the second elder brother caught the burden, looking at Mo Wushuang with complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

"May I ask the girl's name, and is she from that mansion in the capital?" The square-faced man clasped his fists and looked at Mo Wushuang seriously.

"My surname is Mo, as for the family..."

"Miss is from Duke Jing's mansion?" The square-faced man hurriedly answered without waiting for her to finish.

Mo Wushuang was startled, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

"May I ask if the girl is the lady of Jingguo's mansion, the late Jingguo's mansion?" The square-faced man asked again unwillingly.

"I am. Who are you?" Mo Wushuang looked at the middle-aged man with piercing eyes.

There are several families with the surname Mo in the capital. How did this person guess her identity?
"Brothers, come quickly!" The square-faced man excitedly stretched out his hand to greet a dozen people not far away.

After those people ran over, the square-faced man knelt down in front of Mo Wushuang with a "bang!", and said to the dozen or so people at the same time: "This is the daughter of the Duke, are you still kneeling?"

"Isn't it?" The second brother still had half a pastry in his mouth, and the pastry scum sprayed all over the floor as soon as he spoke.

"Kneel down!" The square-faced man shouted angrily, and all those people knelt down.

(End of this chapter)

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