Master National Teacher, your daughter-in-law is vicious again

Chapter 53 The Firm Girl

The eyes are not afraid of cowardice and awe and dare not resist, but a kind of stubbornness that does not admit defeat, the eyes are firm, like a hard rock.

There was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy in his arms.

The boy shivered in fright.

The woman just hugged him like this, saying that it was a bit of a mistake for a woman, it should be said that it was a girl who was more appropriate.

Looking at his age, he was four or five years older than his current self, but his eyes showed that he had experienced vicissitudes.

Everyone in the car got off, and finally it was their turn.

The man with the whip hit the carriage cage again.

The whip beat the girl through the gap.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and get me down."

"Brother, don't be angry. This one still thinks that she is the owner of the valley. Everyone in the sect is almost dead. This one was also sold by her man. Look at her, she is already a slave." , why don't you pretend to be cold, and you will only pretend to be in front of us, and you don't know what the waves are like in front of her man. Bah."

The person next to the whip sneered at the girl, and it can be said that he was sincere.

The sect died, was betrayed by a man, and is now sold into a slave. This is a direct fall from the clouds into the quagmire, and it's hard to figure it out.

The one with the whip went down with another whip.

"Did I say you're fucking deaf? You can't hear me, so I tell you to come down quickly, and don't protect this bastard in your arms. I'll sell him to the small house later."

The girl glanced at the man holding the whip.

The voice was like ice, sending chills down the spine, and the death stare made the man with the whip back a few steps. How could this woman
"Say what you just said again."

The man with the whip realized that he was frightened by a slave, and it became a joke.

How will he mess around in the future.

"Damn, what can I do if I say it once, or ten times? After a while, I will sell him to a small restaurant and let him pick up customers. Every day, he is ridden by thousands of people and trampled by tens of thousands of people."

The girl just looked at the man like this, and clawed at the man holding the whip through the gap in the cage.

The speed is quite fast.

He directly grabbed the man's neck.

"If this is the case, then you should die first." The girl opened her mouth, her fingers tightened, and the corners of the man's mouth were bloodshot. She spoke for a long time, in fact, within a few breaths. Before everyone could react, the man was killed. She strangled.

It was too late for other people to save him, and he lost his breath.

The man with the whip slowly fell to the ground.

The girl's nails were still stained with blood from his neck.

The people in the shop were frightened by her for a moment and did not dare to move around. You must know that before the slave becomes a slave, his own martial arts will be abolished. Otherwise, how could the slave market still exist?

It's the same with this woman, her profound strength was destroyed by her man himself, how can she kill the man so quickly as a piece of trash, or just strangle him to death.

No one dared to go forward, for fear that this woman would attack them.

Especially the one who mentioned the girl just now, who was already scared and hid behind, what if she was really stared at and killed?
Luo Miyao has seen enough, this girl suits her, she is a very good character, she likes it.

Luo Miyao came to this shop.

"Who is in charge here?" Luo Miyao asked as soon as she came up.

Several servants looked at Luo Miyao.

"What's the matter, little girl?" someone asked.

"I have something to do, I want to buy some maids, so I went to your shop to have a look."

A few people were overjoyed when they heard that it was business.

"Miss, wait a moment, the person in charge will come out soon."

Then he ordered a few more people.

"Get Hu San's body away." That's how it is here, no matter who you are, just throw it away when you die.

There are not many people who die that day here, and they are used to it, and they have already looked down on life and death.

(End of this chapter)