Chapter 130

When leaving the night market, Su Qing was followed by a trail of little tails.

Nangong Yi walked at the back, walking slowly.

Unexpectedly, Xi Xiao quietly turned her back and grabbed the clothes on his abdomen.

Just shaking up and down, feeling effortless, I couldn't help but look back.

Under the small orange street lamp, Nangong Yi's snow-white skin was exposed, and she could almost see his belly button when bumping up and down the steps.

He quickly let go of his hand and helped him Shunping by the way.

But due to the existence of her younger brothers and Su Qing, she didn't dare to be too blatant, so she could only whisper: "Don't let me drag you too much, I am strong and can't see, what if it's like this all the way?" I pulled you back, what should I do if I catch you a cold?"

He tilted his head slightly, blinked his big eyes innocently, and said softly, "You can take medicine if you have a cold."

Xi Xiao:
This kid, why doesn't he take his body seriously.

Could it be that I have taken too many antidepressants, so I am numb?
"However, I do want to have a cup of hot drink." Nangong Yi casually pointed to the side.

When she looked over, she saw a kind-faced old man with a white beard smiling at her.

The time-honored foreign brand for decades is undoubtedly KFC.

Half a minute later, a group of them appeared in front of their ordering counter.

Just as Xi Xiao wanted to rub against the heating and air conditioner inside and eat an original chocolate fountain, the familiar pain in his stomach came again.

I had no choice but to cover my stomach and explain to them: "I have diarrhea again, please order and leave me alone."

Then he went straight to the toilet and almost knocked over the plate in the hands of a waiter.

"Sorry!" She apologized quickly.

And just as the waiter regained his composure, he didn't know what happened, only a figure flashed in front of his eyes, and then his face was slapped by a ponytail.

So the standard eight-tooth smile was almost unstoppable.

Su Qing had no choice but to apologize again for her.

When I turned around later, I found that the boys had disappeared.

He stood there for a while, then went to order food.

KFC's huge luminous plaque is particularly conspicuous on this street.

On the other side of the street, the street lights kept flickering, and the frequency was erratic, which seemed a bit weird.

Occasionally, people who are accompanied by off work pass by, because of the instinctive fear of the night, their steps are very hurried.

In a subtle way, they could even hear a cry for help from somewhere.

He couldn't help wrapping up his outer shirt tightly, and trotted away at a faster speed.

Just as their backs disappeared into the street, a few people came out from somewhere, dragging something in their hands.

Those things rubbed against the rough lime ground, and they were unbearably heavy, like a thousand catties of stones.

The few people walked under the malfunctioning street lamp, and the faces under the peaked caps were bright and dark, not very clear.

One of them suddenly opened his mouth: "Your fate, my father said it depends on your mood."

The thing in his hand suddenly moved.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a real person.

"Forgive us"

The man's vocal cords seemed to be broken, and he uttered hoarsely and mocked.

"Hmph." The man in the peaked cap loosened his strength, walked around it, squatted down, and pointed to the opposite side, "I said, it depends on my grandfather's mood, but my grandfather is right there, you can guess, See if he is willing to let you go."

The man on the ground barely raised his head and looked in the direction he pointed.

Opposite is the brightly lit KFC, and people come in and out of the side door one after another.

But from that angle, he couldn't see his side.

Obviously, the mastermind behind the scenes already knows this area like the back of his hand.

At the end of KFC, there is a floor-to-ceiling window with a width of one meter. The curtains on both sides are tightened. The design intention is to allow guests to relax here during their leisure time during the day.

But at night, usually no one will come.

At this time, there was a young man standing there, wearing black trousers, and his slender legs were outlined with a few strokes. In his white hand, he was holding a red and white K-bottomed paper latte cup.

The pitch-white skin forms a strong contrast with the lanthanum-black window frames.

The young man looked at the street on his side with calm eyes.

He was obviously elegant, but he was almost crippled, but somehow he thought of a word - ashamed to drink blood.

"Ah, ah!" He uttered a more frightened tone than before.

At the same time, the boy slowly raised his left arm.

He noticed that the sleeve of the boy's left arm was fuller than before, as if it had been wrapped with several rounds of bandages.

"The boss is actually that one." The companion next to him had bloodshot eyes the size of copper bells.

He couldn't speak for a long time, but his heart began to hang high following the boy's actions.

It's over, I'm afraid I'm going to die tonight!
At first I thought it was the man who threatened him, but I didn't expect that it would be this young man who hides his secrets!
He was really blind for eight lifetimes! Before, he thought that this guy had no experience in the world, so he should give in easily!
The boy raised his hand to his neck at this time.

It seems that the cutting action will be made in the next second.

He just felt that he was not far from being stunned.

But the boy suddenly paused, his eyelids lazily hung on them, and instead he pressed his palm down.

"Fortunately for you, I see what my father means, that I will let you go first." The man in the peaked cap kicked the person below.

Turned over the phone again.

Then he continued: "But he ordered you to do two small things for him. If you don't do it well, you will know the consequences."

"What, what?" The people on the ground swallowed with difficulty.

"There were a few men at the stall just now who were about 40 years old. You will find someone to teach them a lesson later. Don't go too far."

"There is one more thing, that is."

The man in the peaked cap approached his ear, and then whispered his orders.

(End of this chapter)

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