Luo Piaoxue was stunned.

Between Tian Xiaoxiao throwing a stone and Gao Bing grabbing a stone and stuning Tian Xiaoxiao, it was just a conversion that was completed within two minutes, so fast that people didn't have time to react better.

In the deep alley, there were already two women lying on the ground. One was unconscious, the other was knocked unconscious.

Luo Piaoxue was stunned for a few seconds, and finally came back to her senses when Gao Bing's hand was still a few millimeters away from her.

Alone, she thought the way out of her predicament was to call for help.

Gao Bing pressed forward, Luo Piaoxue retreated, until her back was slammed against the wall of the alley, and there was no place to retreat, she gathered enough strength to shout loudly at the top of her voice, "Catch the hooligans, catch the hooligans!" “

Gao Bing crossed his arms and took two steps back, and looked amusefully in the direction in which the alley had come in.

"There are more than a dozen corners in this alley, and the sound will be weakened after each corner, and your shouting will be weakened after all these corners, and when it reaches the mouth of the alley, it will be like a mosquito buzzing.

No one could hear it.

If you don't believe, I'll let them scream.

Just consume the rest of your energy, and by the way, let you die.

It's more convenient for me to save effort for a while. ”

The soldiers have nothing to fear.

Luo Piaoxue became more and more desperate, the shortbread she brought to Fang Cheng had already been squeezed into a pile of scum, just like her heart was crushed by fear and despair at the moment.

The screaming gradually became hoarse, Luo Piaoxue's throat seemed to be torn apart, but she refused to give up, and continued to shout with tears streaming down her face, even if her voice was hoarse.

"Catch the hooligans...... Catch ......"

By the end of the shout, she couldn't hear her own voice clearly.

No one knows what happened in the alley, and on the small street dozens of meters away, the bustling flow of people kept coming, but no one walked into this small alley.

The sound of hurried horses' hooves suddenly sounded from the other side of the street, and people screamed on both sides of the road, looking resentfully at the old man who rode into the market.

It was an old man with gray hair and beard, his face full of anxiety, and the whip in his hand crackled, and the horse had to be whipped from time to time, and the already fierce steed was in pain, and ran even harder.

The stall owners on both sides of the road did not have time to collect the stalls, things were kicked all over the place, and the stall owners were just about to make trouble, and a large unity flew in front of them.

"Compensation for you, get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of my way, don't get in my way."

The stall owners who had picked up the money turned from anger to laughter, and hurriedly ignored the stalls, and chased after the old man's horse.

A big unity is enough for an ordinary family of four to save money and spend a month or two.

Who doesn't have a heart?

When the people in front saw that there was money to lose, and the stall was not busy collecting it, they threw it over there, and the people stood in a safe place, and rushed out to ask for money as long as the wind blowing by the old horse overturned the stall.

The side streets instantly became full of chickens and dogs.

The old man's original intention was to pass through this street as soon as possible, but the people behind him chased after him, and the people in front of him lost money if they didn't withdraw their stalls, and there were more and more people on the road, and in the end he became unable to move an inch.

The old man had no choice but to shout and say, "I'm here to find someone, to find a young lesbian in her twenties-fifteen, with a goose egg face, double eyelids, big eyes, well, very beautiful, very white skin, about five feet tall."

If you can help me find this lesbian, I'll give you a hundred!" “

There are many female comrades on the street, and there are many who meet the requirements of the old man, everyone looks at each other, and keeps pulling people out from the side for the old man to recognize.

The old man kept saying no, "No, no, no, no, no, they're all too normal, and the people I'm looking for will be a little crazy when they talk."