Mommy, the president daddy is too bad

"Spare you?" the little steamed stuffed bun shrugged and smiled kindly. "It's not impossible."

The trafficker made a quick decision and kowtowed to the steamed stuffed bun: "thank you, little prince!"

When he finished kowtowing, the steamed stuffed bun stopped and said, "Hey, don't hurry to thank me. I'm also a strong man. Since you dare to break ground on Taisui's head, how can you say that I want to loosen my muscles and bones for you?"

The trafficker's pupils contracted sharply. Surprised and frightened, he said, "what? Little prince! I know I'm wrong. Please forgive me for our sake!"

"Every time I give a confession, the villain rushes ahead and never misses paying the protection fee. Please spare my life for the sake of the little prince!"

"Confession?" the little steamed stuffed bun said the word. His face became colder: "it's your duty to give a confession, but you take it to me on time? Do you mean... Is it our blessing that I and our whole Qinglong hall can get your confession?"

The human traffickers didn't expect the steamed stuffed bun to have such a good eloquence.

Originally, he really wanted to make the little prince ignore this matter by making a confession. Unexpectedly, stealing chickens could not erode rice, but made the little prince more angry.

As for the identity of the steamed stuffed bun, how dare he doubt it.

People from Qinglong hall are everywhere, pretending to be the little prince. Isn't that boring?

Besides, the performance of little steamed stuffed bun is the style of a gangster.

If he wants to pretend like this, how vicious is the little prince?

The steamed stuffed bun looked at his legs trembling, hooked his mouth, smiled, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and shook it at the trafficker: "you said, what would happen to you if I called my father and said you bullied my sister?"

As soon as the trafficker heard that he wanted to complain, he was so nervous that his prostate was out of control.

The next second, the sound of water and the smell of urine sounded in the air

The steamed stuffed bun covered his face and retreated more than ten steps. Then he pinched his nose and said, "you're a big man. You still pee your pants. Are you disgusting?"

With that, he took out his mobile phone and fanned in front of his nose.

The Blu ray screen flashed when facing the steamed stuffed bun and sent a text message.

The text message is about the trafficker and his picture.

The recipient is the police station.

There is only so much he can do. I believe the people in the police station should come to find out after receiving the news.

……

After solving the problem of human traffickers, the little steamed stuffed bun will be idle.

He doesn't need to fight with others. He thinks his clothes are too thin.

On such a cold day, he was still out alone and nearly abducted by traffickers.

Thinking of this, he was wronged.

There are days when you can't go home. When is it?

No, what he has to worry about now is his place at night.

I was standing on the side of the road. I want to take a taxi to the city.

But he had been dealing with traffickers for a long time, and he didn't see a taxi passing by.

In this way, the idea of taking a taxi here. He gave up decisively.

"Boy, are you brave?"

I'm thinking about whether I'm going to wander on the park bench tonight or hide under the overpass for the night. A Yin measuring voice suddenly sounded behind the little steamed stuffed bun.

Now it was completely dark, and the sound matched the night, which made people feel scared for no reason.

of course. This is not the idea of xiaobaozi.

Hearing his voice, little steamed stuffed bun was not surprised.

He knew there were people nearby when he dealt with human traffickers.

and. When he said the name of Qinglong hall, the people in the dark were obviously excited.

Although he didn't know why they didn't stand up to expose him, he couldn't wait to do so.

I just didn't know they were hiding from the theatre just now. What's the purpose of standing up now.

Soldiers come to block, water and earth cover.

The steamed stuffed bun asked himself that he was not a coward. Facing them, he still had the courage to deal with them: "are you from Qinglong hall?"

Hearing the little steamed stuffed bun, the man was stunned: "are you not afraid of me?"

"I knew you were hiding behind. Since you didn't expose me, you must have a purpose. Since you have a purpose, why should I be afraid of you?"

At first glance, Xiao baozi's words are quite reasonable.

At least, the one in Qinglong hall was bluffed.

Don't talk when you see him. Hiding behind, the remaining two people also came out.

One of them, in his thirties, is a standard big brother of the underworld.

The other one... Looks about his age, dressed in black. Just look a little sick.

And the skin is much whiter than ordinary people.

In this dark environment, xiaobaozi's skin color is integrated with the darkness, and he is more powerful.

Skin white glow.

It's like a black expression pack on the Internet. His exposed skin becomes a "big white tooth" for walking.

Little steamed stuffed bun looked at his time, and the boy was looking at him.

They looked at each other for a long time. Little steamed stuffed bun took the lead in saying, "are you the little prince of Qinglong hall? Nice to meet you."

The steamed stuffed bun said and held out his hand to him.

The white glowing little prince hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and held him back.

"Fortunately... Nice to meet you."

With these hesitant words, it attracted the attention of little steamed stuffed bun.

Judging from the momentum of his speech, the real prince is not as powerful as he is a gangster.

Besides, if you stand in front of the trafficker just now, the trafficker will not believe that the white shining little prince is the real thing.

Little steamed stuffed bun wants to go home. His face was a positive expression.

"Little prince, it was expedient to pretend to be you before. Please don't be surprised," said little steamed stuffed bun. Learning from what I saw on TV, I hugged him.

Looking at his bold action and the cowardly performance of the white luminous little prince, the two people of Qinglong hall can't help but wonder whether their little prince was switched early in the morning.

How do you feel that the real prince is not as powerful as the fake in front of the fake?

Just when the two subordinates were thinking, the little prince said again, "I, I know you didn't mean it. It doesn't matter."

Little steamed stuffed bun knew that he didn't speak like this because he stuttered, but because he was timid and didn't dare to finish in a word.

Speaking of it, he felt that he was more like a genuine one.

Just thinking, the little prince said, "well, where do you live? I'll ask ah Hu and ah Bao to take you back."

The steamed stuffed bun was still in the stomach. He didn't have enough momentum. Hearing the little prince say so, he immediately put all the momentum behind him and looked at him with a clean face