Chapter 887: Bai Xiaochang ran away
Xiao Er was really about to cry, if he knew last night that Kuo Shao was the young master of the Heavenly Family, how could he not let that woman beat Tianshao. With-Dream- . lā
It's a pity that there is no regret medicine to take, and the shopkeeper just received a message from the boss, saying that he would drive out the two who beat people, and then find Tianshao to apologize.
The boss also let go, saying that if Tianshao didn't let go of their inn, he wouldn't have to be a second child anymore.
God, he still owes thirty taels of silver to the gambling house, and if he didn't have this oily and watery errand, he would have been beaten to death by the gambling house people.
Thinking of this, Xiao Er's face gradually distorted, and he no longer held it in a good voice to Mo, revealing his fierce expression: "I made it clear to you, don't hurt our store if you cause something yourself, otherwise everyone will be unhappy!" ”
Mo pondered for a moment, then turned and went upstairs.
He didn't blame Xiao Er's attitude for changing so quickly, after all, it was they who caused the trouble, and they shouldn't have affected this inn, just leave, there are many places to stay.
But that's a little bit of a day, and it's really beaten and can't learn well.
I was still delusional last night......
Hum.
Find a chance to clean him up and let him know what not to provoke.
His dark eyes darkened, and he stood at the door of Bai Xiaochang's room, struggling with how to speak.
After standing for a while, he hesitated to speak: "Xiaobai, let's live in a different place, ...... last night"
Simple things were said again, and Mo stood outside waiting, but never heard a reply.
"Xiaobai."
For a long time, there was no sound in the room, he frowned and shouted: "Bai Xiaochang, are you inside?" ”
Still didn't respond, he pushed open the door, and a gust of wind blew from the room, with a slight smell of Bai Xiaochang.
There was no one inside, the windows were wide open, whirring inside, and you could hear the shouting of the street outside.
Did she run away from the window?
Mo's brows furrowed even tighter, he didn't expect Bai Xiaochang to be so angry and make a mistake.
The bed was messy, the sheets were crumpled, and most of the quilt had fallen to the ground, and he could imagine how ...... Bai Xiaochang slept last night Well, unruly.
I couldn't help but chuckle twice.
He wasn't worried that something would happen to Bai Xiaochang, in the face of absolute strength, that little bit of conspiracy would not work.
Putting away some of the things they had brought with him in the room, Mo strode out of the inn.
As soon as he left the inn, he was surrounded by many officials, and in a flash, he had a shiny big knife on his neck.
Mo raised his eyebrows and observed the surroundings.
This group of servants looked to be twenty people, with a knife on his neck, the beard on his face was entangled, a little finger-length scar on his forehead, sharp facial features, and a fierce face.
The chatter of the onlookers outside also clearly reached Mo's ears.
"What's the matter, why are there so many servants here?"
"I heard it was a beating."
"Cut, isn't it just beating people, so you need to dispatch so many officials?"
"You don't know who he is fighting, it is the eldest young man of the heavenly family, do you say you need it."
Then came the exclamations of passers-by in low voices, and many gasped, looking at Mo with admiration and contemporaneity.
The heavenly family is young, it is all evil, both men and women eat, and there is such a big background behind him, this person actually beat people.
It's a bad breath.
Mo asked, "I hit someone?" ”
The head of the official was a little bigger, "Yes, it's you, go back with us." ”
Mo Dingzhi glanced at him, although he was very willing to take the blame for his daughter-in-law, but he still felt uncomfortable, and he was ashamed not to beat a person for the knife that was lying around his neck.
When the head of the official saw that he did not speak, he thought that he had confessed his guilt, and immediately looked proud, but the man under the knife was gone