Breaking the Day

After such murderous words were spoken, the lady boss immediately closed her mouth. With tears in her eyes, she held Xiao Zhuzi tightly, and whispered in Xiao Zhuzi’s ear: "Don’t be afraid, Xiao Zhuzi. Don't be afraid!"

Xiao Zhuzi hugged her mother with a backhand, and she whispered: "Mother, Xiao Zhuzi is not afraid, Xiao Zhuzi knows that Sister Yuehan will come to save us!"

The lady boss became stiff, her face changed, she didn't know if she should be happy or angry.

The big man on the carriage stared at them with a smile, and the knife in his hand was beating on his fingertips like a life, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.

The proprietress was holding the little bamboo in horror, but her eyes were always on the street outside the gap between the car curtains. She wanted to observe the situation outside, and she quickly figured out how to deal with it.

She saw the carriage gradually drove away from the bustling street, the pedestrians on the road gradually became scarce, the surrounding streets became less spacious, and the originally flat bluestone floor turned into a bumpy rocky road.

Look again at this time, and you can see that the passers-by have no longer seen any wealthy people wearing silk and satin, nor can they see any luxurious carriages, nor can they see the elder brothers who hug the back and the tall and gorgeous restaurants. Neighbourhood and gorgeous singers and dancers.

There are pits and bumps everywhere, the houses are low, and in the corner of the door there are poor people squatting in ragged clothes. They have yellow and thin faces. Even in the wind and snow, some of them have bare feet, and some of them are already covered with a thick layer. The black mud is just like his shoes. Some have their arms open, as if they are not afraid of the cold. They stretched out their dark hands into their arms to catch lice. They caught one without throwing it away, but squinted. He put his eyes under the sun and looked at it, then put it in his mouth like an enemy, chewing loudly.

They humbled themselves in the corners and the street, squinting at the scene of the street, and in their eyes the aboriginal people at the foot of the capital were staring at everything.

This is the darkest and most chaotic slum in the southwest corner of Shenjing.

There are very few horse-drawn carriages here. Only the horse-drawn carriage where the proprietress and the little bamboo are sitting gruntly rolls over the bumpy ground. The children on the street rushed around the carriage and stretched out their hands, shouting and begging for money. But he was whipped away by the coachman.

There are no people riding horses in this place. Most of them are people sitting on bamboo palanquins with Lingluo holding their noses with fragrant Ropa and being carried through the streets.

Only official scribes in Daqi were qualified to sit on the sedan chair, and there were strict rules on how the sedan chair was used, what grade and what grade sedan chair, whether it was carried by several people or the material of the sedan chair.

But horse riding is not restricted. Anyone can ride a horse as long as they have money.

Therefore, the vampires who live in this slum do not like riding horses. They just thought of a way, played a side ball, and made a sliding sedan chair out of bamboo. The two people carried forward and backward, with a simple chair in the middle. It is very uncomfortable for people to sit inside. Because it is made of bamboo strips, the buttocks will be chilled due to air leakage.

But it looks like this, no one can say that it is not a sedan chair, but no one can say that it is really like a sedan chair, and care about their violations, because it looks like a sedan chair, regardless of the production method, the production material or even The method of lifting a sedan is different from that of a normal sedan.

Therefore, these slum lords would rather suffer their own sins than to travel on a sled, not for anything else, just to earn face.

Little Zhuzi and the proprietress quietly watched through the gap in the curtain of the car as they passed by the masters who were riding bamboo sedan chairs one after another. They already felt bad, as if they had come from a bright world. The dark world.

When the carriage came to a halt, the proprietress was holding the little bamboo and began to tremble. The big man in the carriage glanced at them, and jumped off the driving curtain. After a while, a woman was at the door of the car. The driving curtain looked inward.

This woman looked like she was about forty years old. She had a face of vulgar powder, her face was smeared like a zombie, and the flesh on her cheek could drop two catties of powder with a shake.

After looking up and down at the lady boss and the little bamboo, the woman nodded slightly, turned her head and said to the big man: "How much?"

The big man grinned, waved his hand, and said, "No, you must handle it cleanly, Miu Niang, don't be discovered by others, otherwise..."

The grin on his mouth was full of hideousness, and his finger stroked his neck, revealing murderous intent.

This **** didn't care, she nodded, and said, "Send it to the south, as long as you leave Shenjing, you will not be able to find them if you take care of Da Luo Jinxian!"

The lady boss felt cold all over when she heard it. What really frightened her was not the terrible fate they were about to face, but the indifferent attitude of the two of them to talk about these things in front of them!

As if they are already fish on the chopping board, there is no room for struggle at all!

The lady boss suddenly rushed out and screamed: "You can't do this, we are the people of Master Yan, and the people of the Fourth Prince!!"

As soon as she shouted these words, the big man and the **** looked at her with colder eyes. This big man raised his hand for fear of slapping the four slaps on the left, right and left, and hit the boss’s wife with blood and teeth Both flew out two.

Xiao Zhuo screamed, rushed over, grabbed the hand of the big man, and bit down.

The big man screamed, his eyes were red, and a murderous punch hit Xiao Zhuo's head and smashed it down. Xiao Zhuo refused to let go, and slanted his eyes and stared at the big man angrily. There is no slightest fear and concession!

Seeing that the big fist of the sand glass was about to hit Xiao Zhuo’s head, at this time the big man’s arm was pushed violently, and his fist ran along Xiao Zhuo’s cheek. The fist wind shook her hair slightly. Flew up.

Miu Niang glared at the big man in front of him: "Are you crazy? You can die if you blow this punch! The thing that broke the old lady is small, and the thing that broke the adult, then you can just wait for it to be broken. I don’t have to hurt others!"

The big man closed his hand and pinched Xiao Zhuo's cheek, causing her to open her mouth involuntarily and pull out her arm.

He looked at the tooth marks on his arm bitterly, took a sip next to him, waved his hand angrily, and said, "Quickly get away, don't do anything to your lord!"

As he said, he stared at Miu Niang, and said coldly: "This is the best opportunity for Lao Tzu to get ahead in this life, you'd better not do anything wrong with Lao Tzu!"

The mistress sneered: "Huh, who isn't it! If you block my mother's way, my mother will uproot your offspring and feed the pigs!"

The two looked at each other and smiled. They smiled sternly, and then turned their heads and left. After Miu Niang turned and left, four powerful men from Kong Wu rushed out from the low house behind her, and the two carried the blood-stained lady boss in. When he got out of the house, another person put a sack on the head of the little bamboo, and the other person scanned the surroundings with his eyes, although this was unnecessary, because they were all around.

Little Zhuzi was put into a sack, but she didn't cry or struggle, just let the other party trap herself. She just clung to the sharp branch in her palm, thinking silently in her heart: Don't panic, don't panic, sister Yuehan will definitely come to save herself! !