My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 98 See you once, fight once

Flying on the grass is the same as floating on the water, stepping on the snow without a trace, etc., it is light work.

More than half a hundred corpses have been sewn, and he has received many rewards, but this is the first time he has obtained lightness kung fu.

If you want to test the quality of this qinggong, you can find out if you find an opportunity to compete with Chu Liuchun.

As long as he can beat Chu Liuchun, it means that his lightness kung fu is already at the top in the arena.

Yang Jiu climbed over the wall and entered the backyard of the family where the body was buried before, and buried Zhai Xingchen next to Eleventh Senior Sister and Seventh Senior Sister.

Two women are promiscuous, and a man is lustful, but they can live together in the underworld.

The next day, Xue Xue went out to fight with great momentum.

The people lined the road to see each other off.

The people in the local area are living in dire straits, and the life of the people in Chang'an is quite passable.

When they learned that Murong Ba was a descendant of the former royal family, many people were very worried. If Murong Ba invaded Chang'an and replaced him, would they still have a good life?

The people in Chang'an are cheering for Xue Xue, hoping to receive good news soon.

According to Yang Jiu's instructions, Gan Sisi took Xuelangxin three times a day, one spoonful at a time, and her heart never hurt again.

In the evening, together with Wei Yuyan, she was able to make a large number of steamed stuffed buns, and when they sold them the next day, the income was very considerable.

After Yang Jiu got up, Xue Xue led the army away from Chang'an City.

Gan Sisi deliberately made more steamed stuffed buns and asked Yang Jiu to bring them to the noodle seller to try out.

Yang Jiu praised Gan Sisi a few words, bowed his head and started to eat.

"Meow……"

The orange cat poked its head out from the roof suddenly.

"I can't do without you." Yang Jiu was about to throw the meat bun in his hand to the roof, but saw the orange cat turned around and ran away.

Yang Jiu frowned, took the steamed stuffed bun and hurried to the house of the lady selling noodles.

The noodle stall was smashed, and a few hooligans surrounded the noodle seller, saying obscene language:

"Beggars can enter, why can't we?"

"Always a bit old, but that's how we like you."

"If you try something new, you must be different."

"That is to say, so many beggars have messed with you, we don't think you are dirty, so you can burn incense."

The scars that were thought to be healed were uncovered layer by layer.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts enough to bleed.

The noodle seller collapsed in an instant, crouching on the ground with her head in her arms, crying bitterly.

The people who came over all stopped and talked a lot.

The noodle-selling woman was once bullied by a group of beggars, they all knew about it, and they often used it as an after-dinner conversation piece for fun.

Today, this is a proper cyberbullying.

Online violence is out of control, and a few words can kill people.

Force this to death, force that, force that to death, force this.

The key is that they are all at ease and feel that they have done nothing wrong.

Such a person is sure to go to hell.

"Meow?" The orange cat squatted next to Yang Jiu and called out tentatively.

Yang Jiu was quite surprised and asked, "Do you want to go?"

The orange cat nodded.

"Then let's go." Yang Jiu wanted to see how Orange Cat would deal with these gangsters.

If the orange cat can really do it, then why come and call him?
Could it be that you want to learn from a dog, and come to a dog to fight against others?

With Yang Jiu's consent, the orange cat ran wildly, jumped up, and swung its paw at a gangster.

"Mom..." The bastard's scalp was torn off, and he called out to his mother in pain.

The orange cat stepped on the heads of the gangsters and jumped back and forth, piercing their scalps with its sharp claws, splashing blood.

"It's just a dead cat, brothers, don't be afraid, let's go together, kill it and drink." The gangster touched the back of his head, it was full of blood, and he was furious.

But they teamed up and failed to catch the orange cat.

The orange cat, on the other hand, turned around and ran away without being obedient when he got a bargain.

The gangsters didn't intend to just let the orange cat go, so they chased after him.

To be able to do this, Orange Cat is already very remarkable.

Yang Jiu walked over and helped the noodle seller woman who was squatting on the ground with her head in her arms.

The noodle seller looked up to see Yang Jiu, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Auntie, are you not injured?" Yang Jiu asked, the concern in her eyes moved the noodle seller very much.

The noodle seller smiled and shook her head.

"Could that guy be her little boy?"

"Shhh, don't talk nonsense, he is Yang Jiuye of the corpse shop."

The people who sewed corpses in Dongchang entered the establishment, that is, officials.

It is a felony to make false comments on officials appointed by the imperial court.

The gangsters who failed to catch up with the orange cat all turned around.

A piece of their scalp was ripped off, and blood flowed onto their faces, making them look extremely hideous.

"Boy, did you raise that dead cat?" The gangster looked at Yang Jiu who was standing next to the noodle seller, his eyes were about to breathe fire.

The noodle seller gritted her teeth and wanted to say that it was her cat.

These gangsters came for her, and she didn't want to cause Yang Jiu any more trouble.

Yang Jiu took a step forward, looked at the group of gangsters carefully, and said with a light smile, "My big orange often does nasty things like a dog."

These words were originally true, but to the ears of those gangsters, they were particularly harsh.

Even the onlookers were all laughing happily, Yang Jiu was still adding fuel to the fire, there was a good show to watch now.

"You dare to call us dogs?" The gangster was completely angry.

A younger brother next to him whispered: "Boss, he said that we are cats..."

Snapped.

The gangster slapped the little boy hard.

You've been insulted like this, why are you still standing there, let's go together.

The gangster rushed to Yang Jiu first, but when he saw Yang Jiu hit him with a punch, the gangster thought of thousands of ways to deal with it, and finally chose to resist Yang Jiu's fist with his face.

He wanted to try whether it was Yang Jiu's fist or his face.

At the moment of contact, with the teeth flying off, the winner is already divided.

Bang bang bang.

Yang Jiu swung his fists, and within a few tens of breaths, he beat the gangsters until their noses and eyes were swollen, they cried for their fathers and mothers, and begged for mercy on their knees.

"Don't do evil in the future, otherwise, I'll see you once and hit me once." Yang Jiu found this kind of cruelty very enjoyable.

The gangster said repeatedly: "Don't dare, don't dare..."

"roll."

The gangsters rolled and crawled, and fled quickly.

"My lord, I again..." The noodle seller didn't know what to say.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "They are the ones who are wrong, Auntie did nothing wrong."

"My name is Miao Meimei, I don't know how to call you, young master?" The noodle seller summoned up her courage.

Yang Jiu said: "Yang Jiu, Aunt Mei will call me Xiao Jiu from now on."

Aunt May nodded.

"This is Sisi, the girl who came to eat noodles with me before. The buns she made are delicious, and she asked me to bring them to Aunt Mei to try." Yang Jiu said, handing the meat buns to Aunt Mei, Then I went to clean up the broken tables, chairs and dishes.

The orange cat came from one side, squatted down in front of Aunt Mei, meowing.

Aunt Mei understood, put two meat buns on a plate, and gently placed them on the ground.

The orange cat lay down in front of the plate, purring and eating.

Hearing that something happened here from Orange Cat, Gan Sisi and Wei Yuyan also rushed over. They were very angry when they saw the noodle stall being smashed, and helped Yang Jiu clean up the mess.

After working for a long time, Yang Jiu just sat down to rest, but saw someone not far away looking at him ghostly. It was the little gangster who was beaten away by him just now.

Without even thinking about it, Yang Jiu rushed over quickly, and sure enough a group of gangsters gathered there.

Without further ado, he beat up again.

"I've said it all, see you once, hit me once."

"Hero, we didn't do any evil..."

"Do you still dare to talk back? You should hit me even more."

"Hero, please forgive me..."

"Forgive me, hero..."

It's fun to beat people for a while, and it's always fun to beat people all the time.

In the days to come, whenever Yang Jiu met these gangsters, he would beat them up violently.

Those gangsters were speechless and choked, they obviously ran away in hiding, but they always ran into Yang Jiu head-on.

So fucking unlucky.

If it wasn't for the bun shop being too small, Gan Sisi would have taken Aunt Mei over to live with her.

"Sisi, besides making steamed stuffed buns, do you know what else to cook?" Yang Jiu asked with a smile on the way back to the corpse shop.

……

There are too many Taoist friends scolding Chang Chong, saying why they want to kill the aunt who sells noodles. Chang Chong has been pretending not to see it. Until recently, he needed a new character, which is very similar to the character who sells noodles. Chang Chong turned back and looked, it seems Following the advice of fellow Taoists, it is not troublesome to revive the aunt. Refresh and reread Chapter 3 for details. I apologize for the trouble caused to everyone.

Another: Today, on the recommendation of new works by famous artists on the client terminal, the third watch said that it is another brand new week, everyone votes up.

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