Chapter 329: Beat the Wrong Person

This house is very familiar to Song Xinyi.

After all, the last time she came, she had spent a long time in this room, slept in the bed of this room, and offended the owner of this room.

There are really many emotions when I revisit the old place.

But she didn't want to sigh at this time, she just wanted to scold, she just wanted to beat people, and she just wanted to turn the suffocating resentment in her heart into violence!

But although she was loosened at the moment, the owner of the house had not returned, Song Xinyi patrolled the house for a long time, picked up a stick and carried it in her hand, and hid behind the door and waited silently.

I don't know how long it took, when my palms were sweating, the door finally creaked open from the outside, and a figure walked in.

Song Xinyi held her breath, the stick in her hand was raised high, and it smashed firmly on the man's head.

"Bang!"

The man didn't even snort, and his body fell to the ground like a sandbag.

Well, well done!

Song Xinyi's heart was relieved for a while, staring at a big bag swollen on the man's head, and laughing proudly.

"Shameless, big bastard, phew, Lao Tzu trampled you to death, trampled you to death!"

She kicked her feet and stomped on the sandbag-like back, scolding viciously, and feeling so angry that the stick in her hand slammed hard on the man's ass.

"Bandits, robbers, I let you betray me, let you betray me, kill you shameless, you still have the face to drink Lao Tzu's wine, Lao Tzu will cut off your two ears and take them back to drink wine!"

"Little scoundrel, what are you doing?"

Song Xinyi was playing happily, but she couldn't help but hear a questioning voice behind her head.

This voice is still a little familiar......

It's the voice of the little bandits.

Song Xinyi was full of excitement, turned her head reflexively, and sure enough, she saw a face full of doubts.

Who is not a little bandit?

Wait, the latter one is a little bandit, that ......

Who is this person who was crushed under him and knocked out?

Song Xinyi jumped down from it all at once, carefully rescued the braids of the man on the ground, picked up her head and looked at her face.

It's a strange face.

She beat the wrong person.

Song Xinyi only felt that her eyes were dark, and her body was softly tilted to the side, and she wanted to faint.

God, what kind of road is this, why wasn't the little bandit who came in just now? Why let a little minion be the first to come in and suffer for the little bandit?

Since the little bandit followed behind, he must have heard the curse of his own slap and curse just now, and he had calculated that he would capture the thief and capture the king first, and the little bandit would vent his hatred, and then hijack him down the mountain to go home.

Now, it's all over, and all plans are in vain.

She just wanted to faint, she was so unconscious that she couldn't wake up, could she escape the catastrophe in front of her?

It's just that before her body fell to the ground, Jiang Ci outside the door had already flashed in like a gust of wind, hugging her slender waist, and her voice sounded eagerly in her ears.

"Little scoundrel, what's wrong with you?"

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Song Xinyi only had these three words in her mind, and she closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the next storm to come.

However, the plot takes a surprising turn.

Her body was lifted, and the boy's voice was full of concern and nervousness.

"Quick, bring the ginseng soup, and the hot towel will be served quickly!"

What's the situation?

This little bandit also gave himself a ginseng soup and asked people to serve hot towels, did he want to make up for himself, or did he want to wake himself up and let himself be tortured?

Under Song Xinyi's thin eyelids, her eyes were nervous, and one hand couldn't help but clench the stick that she hadn't had time to throw away.

Or the same sentence, capture the thief first and capture the king, no matter how many positions this little bandit is sitting in the Black Tiger Village, but his influence is still very great, as long as he pinchs his neck, are you afraid that you can't deter this group of bandits? Are you afraid that you won't be able to go down the mountain and go home?

The point is, seize the moment! If you don't do it, you don't do it!

With a certain idea in her heart, Song Xinyi suddenly opened her eyes, picked up the stick in her hand, and smashed it towards the young man who was holding her.

Call!

It's menacing and unexpected.

Song Xinyi was sure that she would hit with one blow, however, the young man's head in front of her just moved to the side, and the blow was a miss, and her own waist flashed violently because of too much force, and one could not support it, and fell straight down.

"Ahh

"Boom!"

The flesh hit the ground and made a dull sound, Song Xinyi bit her lip, but she didn't feel the expected pain, it turned out that she fell on the bed in the house.

Eh, it doesn't hurt, the arms and legs are fine, and it doesn't affect the activity, so it means......

There is also the ability to continue to attack, while this little bandit is still in a state of confusion, another blow!

She said just do it, picked up the stick in her hand and hit Jiang Ci who was standing by the bed again!

Jiang Ci was a little dizzy by the stick in front of him, but his heart was still full of doubts, what was going on with this kid, why did he suddenly start attacking himself, and smashed his head with such a thick stick.

This posture doesn't look like a show for others, looking at his gritted teeth, he actually wants to put himself to death!

Before he could react, the next stick slammed into the ground again, and this stick went straight to the door without mercy.

Jiang Ci finally couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the stick, and shouted urgently.

"Little bandit, what's wrong with you, you really beat me hard?"

"Hit you? I can't wait to beat you to death, you liar, treacherous fuck off! ”

Song Xinyi gritted her teeth, turned over and stood up, and rushed towards Jiang Ci's neck with both hands, this man was embarrassed to ask himself what's wrong, what did he do by himself, he didn't force it in his heart?

She had just fallen, and the braids on her head were hairy, and she pounced on her teeth and claws, and she looked like a madman.

Jiang Ci became more and more suspicious that this kid was crazy, either he drank too much and went crazy, or he lost his mind, he stretched out his hand, pinched Song Xinyi's two wrists, frowned and asked in a low voice.

"Ling Juncheng, that's enough, you can see who I am clearly, have you forgotten our agreement? It's just a show, and you've really done it. ”

"Whoever is acting with you is acting like you, Lao Tzu is going to kill you, Lao Tzu is going to kill you dog!"

Song Xinyi stared at the face in front of her, her eyes were dripping with blood, and after she finished speaking, she opened her mouth and bit the back of Jiang Ci's hand.

She just hated, and she couldn't wait to tear apart the person in front of her.

She said this truthfully, Jiang Ci was stunned, he didn't dodge or stop, he lowered his head from this little thing, and there was a sharp pain on the back of his hand.