? There is no turning back on the kneeling.

After a brief moment of surprise, Wu Haotian put away his expression and laughed instead.

He was proud to have such a woman.

Women want their men to be admired, but don't men want their women to look like a thousand people?

Mi'er did a very good job, which made Wu Haotian a little ashamed.

Wu Haotian quietly walked in front of Mi'er, and said to Mi'er with a wry smile, "You made the matter, you can clean it up yourself." ”

"It's not me," Mi'er said with some grievances, "Sister Yan had to let me take off my hat?"

Su Yan looked at Mi'er and had a headache, how could she sell herself so easily?

"Even if I want to help, I can't help," Su Yan sighed lightly and said, "These people are all your believers, and you can say a word better than if I wear out my mouth." ”

Mi'er looked at Su Yan, then at Wu Haotian, and then nodded.

Mi'er took a step lightly, walked out of the circle of Wu Haotian and his party, and then his temperament changed greatly!

One second ago, she was still a shy little girl, but in this second, she is already a saint worshipped by people all over the world!

This step makes this temperament 108,000 miles worse!

Mi'er's eyes also changed, and at this time she was no longer Mi'er, but a saint!

"It is my duty to treat the sick, and I do not want to be superfluous, but what you do is to increase my guilt," the saint paused, and continued in a refreshing voice, "therefore, arise! ”

In a word, as soon as Mi'er finished speaking, everyone stood up in unison.

They looked at Mi'er in unison, as if what had just happened didn't exist.

Mi'er looked at these people a little helplessly, this kind of worship is enjoyable for many people, but she really doesn't like it, it will disturb her most basic life.

"Today I'm just going out to play with my husband, I just want to have a good time, I hope everyone forgets about my existence, and" Mi'er turned her head to look at Wu Haotian, "It's my husband who handles things now, please don't delay." ”

As soon as Mi'er finished speaking, everyone began to talk again.

The crowd was active again, but in fact, they were no longer discussing An Ziyou, but Wu Haotian.

This Wu Haotian, who can subdue the saint, and it seems that the saint is obedient to the man.

Wu Haotian glanced at Mi'er gratefully, and Mi'er also smiled happily at Wu Haotian.

Although Mi'er is a little stupid except for medical treatment, he understands the simple truth of giving his man enough face outside.

Wu Haotian stepped forward again and looked at the woman in front of him.

This woman was already paralyzed on the ground.

"Do you have anything else to say this time?" Wu Haotian looked at this woman playfully.

The woman was still looking at the five women in front of her, and any one of them was enough to make her ashamed.

"Nope." The woman shook her head a little bleakly, "So far, I don't have anything to say. ”

"That's good" Wu Haotian also put away his jokes, looked at the woman and said lightly, "You bullied my woman, what compensation do you say you can give me?" ”

The woman shook her head again and said with some bitterness, "What I can give you is just me, but you don't need it at all, what else can I pay you?!" ”

Everyone was speechless, and An Ziyou was speechless.

"But you have to know that just because you don't have anything to pay me for doesn't mean I won't ask you for compensation." Wu Haotian said without pity, this kind of person does not deserve any pity at all.

If they weren't bullying themselves today, or rather, they weren't Wu Haotian, wouldn't they be allowed to be slaughtered and even stripped naked in the huge downtown area?!

To be a person and to do bad things, you have to leave some way back for yourself.

The woman's body shook after hearing this, she raised her head a little decadently, looked at Wu Haotian in front of her as if appointed, and said, "What do you say?" ”

Wu Haotian smiled, but was about to be interrupted by a loud noise when he was about to speak.

Wu Haotian didn't like to be interrupted when he was talking, so he frowned and looked at the source of the voice.

I saw a group of people pushing a path from the layers of the masses, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be all the army!

Wu Haotian looked at An Ziyou with some amusement, this guy actually moved the rescuers?

When I saw that when the visitor entered the crowd, the first thing I saw was An Ziyou's body standing aside trembling but not daring to move.

The man immediately ran over, grabbed An Ziyou and kept looking up and down.

"Son, are you alright?!" The comer said loudly, his tone full of layers of murderous aura, "I heard that you were bullied and brought someone here immediately, have you been injured?!" ”

"Dad" An Ziyou saw his father's nose sour, and immediately threw himself into his father's arms.

For him, who had just walked through the Ghost Gate, seeing his father was like seeing a life-saving straw.

He may not have much ability, but his father absolutely has!

His father and An Chengmou are brothers, and the two are very close, if An Chengmou is a celebrity around the emperor, then his father is An Chengmou's celebrity, no matter where An Chengmou goes, he will bring his father.

Therefore, his father naturally became the number two person in the An family, and he was also a well-known figure in politics.

His father came out, and few people dared to refute his face.

"Don't cry, son!" An Qiang patted his son's back vigorously and comforted, "With a father, everything is fine, and everything is decided by your father!" ”

An Ziyou lay on his father's shoulder and cried bitterly, nodding very dismally, as if he had been wronged.

Finally, this seemingly touching scene lasted for a while, and An Ziyou left from his father's arms, and his crying gradually stopped.

I saw An Ziyou wipe a handful of tears, then looked at Wu Haotian frantically, and raised his finger, "It's him!" ”

An Qiang followed his son's look, and the first thing that caught his eye was the corpse on the ground.

Even with An Qiang, an executioner who has killed countless people, his heart will inevitably skip a beat.

"Son, tell Dad, who bullied you?!" An Qiang looked at his son's miserable appearance and suddenly became angry, he was reluctant to let his child cry, who else has this power?!

"If your father and I don't break him into pieces today, I won't be surnamed An!" An Qiang said angrily, and all the onlookers looked at the surrounding inner and outer layers of troops and did not dare to gasp. (To be continued.) )