Chapter 17: Wooden Boxes

He didn't have any choice.

"Grandpa, your sick ......"

"Xiaoxue, give it to him!"

Murong Yunhai interrupted Murong Xuehou's words, completely retreating, but there was a strong murderous aura in his eyes.

"Humph!"

Murong Xuecun was a little reluctant to come out, and she didn't dare to disobey her grandfather's words.

But who knows, as soon as she walked out of the corridor, she didn't pay attention to her feet, and suddenly slipped and fell, and the wooden box in her hand shook with her body, and she was directly left behind.

As soon as he fell into Wang Qiang's arms, Wang Qiang has been watching them sing here, still guessing what they are fighting for in the box.

Unexpectedly, he immediately appeared in front of him.

This sudden change made Murong Xuecun and Yun Hai with the official sword stunned.

Shangguan brought a knife and noticed that there were actually two people in the car. Judging from their clothes, they are ordinary peasants and should not be with Murong Yunhai.

"Kid, bring this!"

The officer walked towards Brother Xing with a knife, and at this time took a few steps forward, like the one Wang Qiang was holding in his hand.

Wang Qiang's eyes turned round and round, and he suddenly thought, "Ah!"

"Oh, hit him, hit him......"

Wang Qiang shouted very seriously and loudly, and the passengers who had just been turning around in the car were immediately attracted.

Although I knew that the people who carried the knives in the Shangguan Gang were not good people, they pointed fingers at me behind my back.

When Wang Gang heard this, he was very nervous. He hurriedly helped Wang Qiang to see if he was injured.

A moment ago, he was a little scared, but now it was time to relax, and his fatherly nature had long since left him with no other thoughts.

"Alright, alright, kid, get the money and go to the doctor!"

Brother Xing showed an unhappy look on his face, but he couldn't help but bargain with a half-grown child like Wang Qiang, so he had to take out a large stack of RMB from his pocket.

Look at the new thickness of the yuan, in contrast to the younger ones who were given only two young headshots.

Even Wang Gang was taken aback. "It doesn't take that much. It shouldn't be a big deal!"

"Take it as I say, hand it over, get out!"

Brother Xing's personality is already a little impatient.

A mischievous smile appeared at the corner of Wang Qiang's mouth, his eyes swept over the expressions of several people, and then immediately closed.

"Yves, I don't want money, I don't want money, I want this thing to pay me, he smashed it for me just now, I'm going to burn it!"

Wang Qiang's acting skills are so realistic, the pain rolls over and over again on the chair, and there are faint tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, as if he is really hitting hard.

Shangguan's eyelids twitched. The child was worse than his youngest grandson.

Brother Xing couldn't bear it anymore and was about to arrest it, but he was immediately scolded by Wang Qiang.

"You want to rob, don't you?" Come on, I'll throw it out!"

Wang Qiang's hand holding the box had already stretched out of the window, and his expression was very real.

Children, as long as you give me the box, grandpa will buy you a lot of delicious and fun, what do you think?

The officer holding the sword held back his anger and said patiently to Wang Qiang.

"Really, where? We'll go now!"

Wang Qiang had a childish mentality, which made Shangguan breathe a sigh of relief with the knife, and don't forget that the evil Brother Xing and the others took a few glances in his eyes.

His eyes were full of reproach. The children love to play as much as he does.

"No, you lied to me. My grandfather died a long time ago.

Wang Qiang was full of joy just now, but now the wind suddenly rose, and the anxious Shangguan held the sword with a fierce look.

Murong Xueyan was on the side, and when she saw that Wang Qiang was deliberately playing tricks on them, a smile appeared on her face, Wang Qiang was here to help her out of the siege.

"Hmph, little brat, since you don't give it, then don't blame grandpa for being unreasonable!"

The officer grimaced with his knife and made a look at Brother Xing.

Murong Yunhai sighed: "Okay, Shangguan takes the knife, we have two things, don't interfere with irrelevant people!"

"Kid, give me the box!"

Murong Yunhai thought that he had opened, and Wang Qiang should have no reason not to give it.

As a result, he didn't expect Wang Qiang to look like a fool, so he turned his head to the side directly, and didn't even look at him.

"Why are you still standing there?"

Shangguan brought a knife and said loudly, Murong Yunhai has nothing to say now, this kid, looking for death by himself, then he can't be blamed.

"You stinky boy, bring me here!"

Brother Xing was half angry with Wang Qiang, and now he finally got the boss's order, hesitated there for half a minute, and reached out to grab Wang Qiang.

But as soon as his fingers touched the box, an anguished "ah" sound came out of his mouth, and he felt an electric shock in his right arm, which he pulled back.

"Boss, this kid has quirks!"

Brother Xing grinned in pain at this time, but his right arm was weak on his body, and he had no strength.

"It's broken!

That's right. Just now, I was about to touch the wooden box in Wang Qiang's hand.

Before becoming a sabre bodyguard, he was a Chinese 80kg Sanda champion and competed in various competitions abroad.

"Useless things, not small things!"

Shangguan was angry with a knife face, and several big men were teased by a half-sized fart child, if this was spread out, it would be laughed at by Big Tooth.

Brother Xing's face was kind to Meng Bi, and said that Wang Qiang punched him a few times, which can also be said to be in the past, but he sat on the chair without any movement, and his arm did not have any reason for the fracture.

"Give it to me, little one, or I won't have a chance in the future!"

Shangguan Dao seemed to have lost his patience, and with a black face, he gave an order and came to the front.

"Hmph, just give it if you say it, I still won't give it to you!"

Wang Qiang is not afraid of heaven and earth. As the king of heaven, I am the greatest.

And at this time, the man who had just been beaten by those bodyguards came to the door of the car at this time and made a noise.

"There are so many of you, is it fun to bully children?"

"Yes, yes, report the scene immediately and let the scene be checked and sorted out!"

“...........................”

The crowd was full of words, and they were very active.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang", and I saw Brother Xing holding a pistol in his left hand and firing two shots at the roof of the car.

The excited crowd was subdued at once, and the people in the countryside, who did not know much and did not know who this person was, ran away without a trace. They will not be provoked.

"Little brat, don't smoke it, I'll hit you next time!"

Brother Xing looked angry, not to mention that he was broken inexplicably, and let him be scolded by the boss for being useless, if he was not afraid of breaking the things in the box, he really wanted to hand over Wang Qiang directly.

"Little friend, you have also seen that behind this uncle, he is a little anxious!"

"I'm afraid, don't rob it, I'll give it to you!"

The evil spirit installed by Wang Qiang has its appearance, like a deer with a wounded hand, and hands respectfully hand out the wooden box.

The officer with the knife smiled excitedly and reached for the wooden box in Wang Qiang's hand.