Chapter Seventy-Eight: Dragged to a mass grave and buried alive

The next day, Ling Ziran was woken up early in the morning by the noisy voice, rubbed his eyes, got up unhurriedly changed into a dress, washed briefly, and then walked out of the room. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Come on, smash me!" A rough man in cloth with a beard on his face and a loud voice roared, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him.

'Huh! ’

"Brothers, give all the valuable to Lao Tzu to move, and smash those who can't move! If it's worthless, it's all smashed! ”

"Yes, big brother!"

The rough man stepped on a small wooden stool, his thick arms were propped up on his thighs, and he looked like a big man, which made the shopkeeper dare to be angry and dare not speak, besides, he was timid by nature, so he was naturally frightened and hid when he encountered this kind of scene.

Ling Ziran yawned lazily, she didn't plan to step forward, she wanted to see how the shopkeeper would deal with it, seeing that this situation was not far from ten, it was a bully meal!

Moving slightly, sniffing and leaning on the wooden stake on the side, he skimmed to a plate of peanuts and a bottle of wine on the table, sat down, reached out and grabbed a handful of peanuts, intending to watch the play.

But then she wasn't ready to move, after all, early in the morning, she really couldn't stand such a heavy taste!

She sat in a corner, relatively hidden, and the rough men didn't notice her, and she was happy.

The shopkeeper hid in the counter and didn't dare to come out, trembling slightly, his eyes widened, and he watched the things in the inn either being moved or smashed, and his heart was extremely sad.

When he lowered his head, he suddenly saw a red shadow in his afterglow, his eyes were stunned, and Ling Ziran also noticed that Xiao Er was looking at him, stretched out his snow-white paws and waved at him, grinning, as a greeting, and then continued to turn sideways to watch them smash things.

The corners of Xiao Er's mouth twitched, and the corners of his eyes twitched, I have never seen such a calm one!

A weak little girl can still gnaw peanuts indifferently in the face of a few hooligans and rough men smashing things in front of her? Incredible, simply incredible!

A little girl can be so shocked in the face of this scene, and he can continue to be a shrunken turtle?!

Decisively, he mustered up the courage to stand up, straightened the corners of his clothes, took a deep breath, and then spit out again, and then strode to a few rough men who were carrying a porcelain vase.

"Hey, you, you put your things down, this is an inn thing, you can't move it! Otherwise, I'm going to report to the police! The shopkeeper closed his eyes tightly, and he dared to shout this sentence with great courage.

Mmmm, yes, yes, yes, you can teach!

In the corner, Ling Ziran took a bite of peanuts and nodded with satisfaction, looking old.

A few rough men really put down the things in their hands, Xiao Er was stunned, could it be that they were yelled at by their 'vicious' appearance?

Answer: You think too much!

The rough man in cloth who took the lead hugged his chest with his hands, spit out a dog's tail grass in his mouth with his head sideways, took a sudden, reached out and pushed Xiao Er's shoulder vigorously, and snorted disdainfully:

"Threatening Lao Tzu? You don't want to live anymore?! ”

Xiao Er was pushed to the ground by the strength of the rough man, embarrassed, but his embarrassment couldn't hide the stubbornness in his eyes and refused to admit defeat!

Standing together, he wiped the fine sweat from his forehead with his wide sleeves, and raised his chin, "You must pay for the wine and food today, otherwise you can't leave!" ”

The rough man was obviously enraged by him, stepped on his back, tossed and turned hard, pulled his throat, and spit out continuously, "Bah! Fuck the wine and food money! I don't know what is dead or alive, you don't weigh yourself a few pounds and a few taels, dare to collect Lao Tzu's food money, you don't want to live, right? ”

Several people behind the rough man also chimed in, "Big brother, this kind of person should be dragged to a mass grave and buried alive!" ”

"It's just, what's the name of this kind of person, how boring!"

Several stout big men had disdain and disdain on their faces, but in the blink of an eye, they nodded to the rough man in cloth, like a pug!