Medical Concubine Chenghuang

Chapter 556
He twisted Mao Jinping's collar, lifted him up, and twisted his chin to look at Yunbei.

"Did you see my senior sister? With her here, how can it be your turn to run away?"

"Your senior sister?" Mao Jinping suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, he couldn't care less about the pain in his body, and he stammered, "She...isn't she a man?"

"Who told you that if you wear men's clothes, you must be a man?" Bu She threw him at Yunbei's feet in a funny way.

"Keep your eyes open for me to take a closer look...you are so unlucky to know what my senior sister looks like in the capital, you deserve it!"

Mao Jinping used both hands and feet to barely stop just now.

He took two steps back subconsciously, distanced himself from Yunbei, his eyes turned sharply, as if he understood something.

"You... who the hell are you?"

At this time, Po Meng had already stepped forward and hugged Maodou in her arms. After examining it carefully, she let out a sigh of relief.

"Miss, he's fine, just fell asleep..."

"Nonsense, that's my son, how could I kill him?"

Before he finished speaking, Granny Meng glared at him, so frightened that he subconsciously swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

He smiled carefully, nodded and bowed.

"Everyone, I really don't know how to provoke you... I, Mao Jinping, is just the head of the Beggar Clan's capital, and I'm just like everyone else... I really don't know how to provoke you..."

He pointed at Maodou resentfully, with a bitter face.

"This child is really my son..."

"Your own?" Yunbei suddenly smiled coldly: "Adopted son, adopted son, those are all your sons... What I want to know is whether this child is your own? Who is the child's mother? The child on his body Any special signs?"

What Yunbei said made the muscles on Mao Jinping's face visibly tremble.

"This……"

"What? Is it difficult to answer? If it was your own son, would you be willing to put him in a beggar's nest for begging? Would you be willing to beat him and scold him?"

She jerked off Maodou's shirt, and there were several clear bruises on the back, which seemed to be signs of rattan whipping.

"To you, this child is just a begging tool...Don't say that you should eat and drink well, you haven't even given him enough to eat, have you?"

Mao Jinping subconsciously glanced behind him, feeling a chill in his heart.

All escape routes are gone.

The shouts over there were loud, and it seemed that his group of disciples and grandchildren were still fighting with others, but the opponents were all here, and they didn't know who they were fighting so happily with.

No matter what, it was impossible for them to come to save him, but the power to save themselves seemed not enough.

With his cultivation level, he was crushed to death by Bu She, and if he wanted to escape from his grasp, it seemed that there was only one way for him to happen a miracle.

As for the little beggars around him now, seeing him being abused so badly, who would be stupid enough to come up to help him save him? !

Besides, even if these little beggars rushed up, it would probably be useless, not enough for a fist.

After thinking about it, Mao Jinping finally realized that he seemed to have no other way out except to save himself.

But to save himself, how should he save himself? !
Looking at Bu She's appearance, if a word is wrong, he can be punched down.

He has already suffered a lot from his iron fist.

After turning his eyes for a long time, he finally knelt down in front of Yunbei with a "plop".

(End of this chapter)