The beggar was desperate, he naively thought that his wife could protect him, in fact, who would fight with his own child for a wild boy who didn't want to do it?

But the beggar still listened to Mrs. Murong's words, because Mrs. Murong was really good to herself. The beggar lacked the love of his father and mother since he was a child, and then he was abused, which caused him to have a clear personality of love and hate. Whoever is good to him, he will repay him a hundredfold, and whoever does not treat him badly, he will take revenge.

The six gods and ownerless beggars came to the courtyard of Wanyan's residence like a walking corpse. It was found that Wan Yan and several of his entourage were already waiting for his arrival.

I saw that Wan Yan had changed into a set of clothes for traveling, her hair was high and tied, and she had a leather whip behind her back. With a smug face, he smiled evilly and said, "Oh, what kind of wild dog is this, finally found the door home?"

The entourage next to him was also grinning, and the beggar saw that the entourage were all girls of his age, but wearing men's clothes. The children of the first courtyard are only a man.

"Presumably the wild dog smelled the smell of a stinky and found it", the beggar refused. The faces of the entourage beside Wan Yan were flushed, and they didn't dare to laugh.

Wan Yan was instantly furious, the wild dogs had already arrived at his chassis, and he dared to be presumptuous?

The beggar was so frightened that his hairs stood on end, and he said loudly, "You can't hurt me, or I'll go back to Madame!"

Before the words fell, there was a snap, and the beggar's upper clothes burst. Lying on the ground, rolling in pain. "I'm sorry, you said it was late, come on, tie him up for me!"

A group of female attendants pounced on him, tied the beggar on the ground in a few strokes, and stuck a stick in his back to keep him straight.

The beggar scolded: "Bitch, don't bully me, I will definitely report to my wife." ”

Wan Yan said softly: "Okay, okay, I promised my mother not to hurt your life, but you have to cooperate with me, if you don't obey me, I will definitely be beaten and abolished!"

The beggar of the fox and the fake tiger heard that he didn't struggle, after all, he was in the chassis of others. "You let go of me, and I will cooperate with you. ”

Wan Yan froze, "Untie up, bring something over!"

The attendants around him heard the order to carry out a bunch of things from the back room, and they fell into the courtyard with a bang.

When the beggar looked at it, it should have been prepared in advance, with huge copper rings, bells, and some pen and ink dyes. According to Wan Yan's request, the entourage began to get busy.

First of all, they took off the rotten clothes that were draped on the beggar's upper body, revealing their red muscles, and the female entourage who watched it was surprised, their faces were flushed, and they said in their hearts, except for the ugly face, this guy's figure is not ordinary.

Wan Yan also looked at it proudly on the side, as if to say, look at it, look at it, the plaything I found is distinctive.

"Beautiful sisters, lighter, I'm afraid of pain, my thin body can't stand your tossing like this..."

The ladies were only eighteen years old, and they were at the beginning of their love, and they were touched by the groping pig's hand and giggled.

"Hee-hee, ugly ghost, don't mess around, if we don't do what Miss asks, we will inevitably be beaten, as long as you are obedient and don't disagree with Miss, Miss won't embarrass you," a woman said.

"Yes, yes, Miss is a good face, you are obedient and obedient, you will not lose your life. Another woman said.

"Ugly ghost, how charming you would be if you didn't have this damn black spot on your face, hehe!" a female hand dishonestly groped the beggar's body.

Is a beggar a person who suffers losses, and if someone touches him, of course he touches it back. After a while, the women's faces were red and panting, and their eyes became flattering.

I saw them put huge golden copper rings on their wrists and a bell tied with red thread around their necks. He cut off the beggar's trouser legs, turned his trousers into shorts, put two slightly smaller brass rings around his necks, and locked a black black iron ring around his waist. He trimmed his eyebrows on the beggar's face, painted them near the dark spots, and wore two small round brass rings on the lobes of both ears as earrings.

After finishing it, he lifted a one-person-high bronze mirror from the back room, and the beggar looked at himself in the mirror, widening a pair of Danfeng eyes.

After dressing up, there is one word, two words, good power, three words, very powerful! strong muscles, red skin, trimmed eyebrows like two swords inserted into the temples, the copper rings on the limbs like the power of sealing beggars, I feel very awesome, the sound of the bell on the neck is crisp and loud, listening to the timbre must be a high-end product.

The surrounding ladies were gossiping, so powerful, so handsome, the young lady has a really good eye, and the beggar said with satisfaction: "I have to say, it stinks... Prostitute... Woman, your aesthetic is barely okay!"

Listening to the praise around him, if it weren't for the gravitational constraints, Wan Yan's proud nose would have been tilted to the sky!" "Of course, Miss Ben got her inspiration from the fierce ox pulling the dung truck, you think it's very suitable for you!"

The beggar didn't hear it clearly for a while, but he heard the word cow and laughed, "Of course Lao Tzu is as strong as a cow, and Lao Tzu has been the spokesperson of the cow from now on!"

"Look how good I am to you, there is still one last step left, you bear with it. As he spoke, Wan Yan took out a huge soldering iron from behind him, and there was a huge word "ugly" on the soldering iron.

The beggar saw a vaguely engraved word on it, but he didn't recognize it, and asked, "What is this word?"

Wan Yan activated the soldering iron of the heart method and became red and hot, and the thunderous momentum was fiercely printed behind the beggar, and said: "It's a handsome word!"

The beggar grinned in pain: "Well, this word fits my posture!" The surrounding ladies laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their waists.

Wan Yan smiled at the old beggar and said: "Two tasks and one requirement! One is to help me take care of Xiaolin, no matter what method is used, it will be in good condition after a month; second, in addition to the usual chores, the main thing is to accompany me to the street and pretend to be forced; and the third is not to call me stink... Bitch, I won't call you a wild dog anymore, do you agree?"

The beggar thought about it and said decisively, "No problem!"

Wan Yan continued: "For the sake of your cooperation, I will give you the nickname of pulling the wind. ”

Beggar: "What nickname?"

Wan Yan shouted: "Ledu is the first ugly... Slave!"