However, the man turned a deaf ear, grabbed Su Kui's wrist and slowly sat up from the ground, and leisurely picked up the broken hair that blocked the vision in front of him.

A wheat-colored skin with a hard facial features was revealed.

Mo Zhu exclaimed, grabbed the man's hand and unconsciously let go, his cheeks were slightly red.

She saw that this person was wearing a black dress and black pants, although he was not sloppy, but he did not look like a normal person, she just thought that he was a bum, but she didn't think that under this person's messy black hair, there was such a blushing and heart-pounding face.

"Dengzi, don't let go yet!" Su Kui struggled for a long time, panting anxiously, staring at her beautiful eyes and shouting.

The man listened silently, squinting slightly, and slowly let go of her hand as the guard next to him was about to draw his sword.

Behind her, the grandmother hurriedly trotted up to help Su Kui, moved her back, pointed at the guards and scolded angrily, "I can't take the fixing pill one by one!" Come on, don't you hurry up and take down this disciple! She spat at the man on the ground, her old face full of anger.

"Mama Chen, I'm fine." Su Kui held her hand, looking frightened, and forced a smile to comfort her. Then he stopped the guards who had already sharpened their knives, hesitated to take two steps forward, and dragged a purse containing a few ingots of silver from his waist and threw it to him, "Since you are injured, go to the infirmary to take a look, don't lie in the middle of the road." ”

After that, I didn't look at his expression, and said lightly with a side eye, "Mozhu, Mama Chen, let's go." ”

"Drive the carriage to the side, you can probably pass, don't hurt anyone."

"Yes, miss." A few guards clenched their fists slightly and responded.

Su Kui was the first to step into the carriage, Mo Zhu followed, carefully helped her up, turned around and glared angrily at the man who was still sitting in place, and snorted coldly, "Phew! Lecher! ”

The group got on the horse, got on the carriage, splashed the dust in the sky, and ran in the direction of Chaoyang City.

The man's eyes like a falcon followed the plain green carriage in the middle, until the dust rose to the sky and obscured his vision, and he came back to his senses and picked up the purse at his feet.

It was a concubine-colored satin purse, embroidered with a budding lotus on it, and his big rough palm pinched it, and he could see that there was still a lot of silver in it.

He slowly raised the corners of his lips, gathered his fingers, and took the purse into the palm of his hand, and after a moment, tucked the purse into his arms.

His ears moved slightly, and he drank coldly, "Have you seen enough, get out!" ”

Two men, one fat and one thin, rolled out from behind the col, both of them were dressed in the same black shorts as the men, but none of them could wear his heroic and iron-blooded tough guy appearance.

The two rolled all the way until they came to the man's side, got up with a smile and patted the dust on their bodies, "Boss, is there a lady in our village soon?" ”

The fat man smiled innocently, touched the back of his head, and said angrily: "That little girl looks really good, I look at it, it's just right to match our boss!" ”

"Bang-"

In the next second, the big man like a mountain was directly kicked to the ground by the man, and then, the man clapped his hands carelessly and stood up from the ground.

He acted as usual, as if the piece of flesh on his left leg was turned out, and the wound that was deep in the bones did not grow on him.

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