I'm just a little 14 passing by

Step by step! If it weren't for the fact that the host's body was slightly weaker and his strength was not as strong as that of a man, he would have been killed in the first move! But in the face of the strengthening of internal force, it is just a little more struggle.

Seeing that Qing Mao had been heavily suppressed, only the last blow was missing, accompanied by the man's screams and scolding, she held a broken and sharp table leg and poked it at the man's head and eyes!

"Little two! Stop, don't kill."

Zhang hurriedly spoke up, if there is a murder here, then Xiao Er will really fall into a place of no return, but ...... This place probably couldn't stay any longer.

Hearing this, Qing Mao stopped his hand and slammed the wooden stick to the ground to the side, splashing a cloud of white ash.

"Hiss......" The man gasped, and it was possible to leave a mark on such a hard floor, so ...... Just their own head!

"Hush." Qing Mao held back his killing intent, glanced at the man indifferently, and stood in front of the Zhang family in an orderly manner.

"You! I'm kind enough to persuade you, I really don't know what to do! The man got up from the ground in embarrassment, his face, which was originally quite good, was now bruised and purple, and it was even more ridiculous to speak, he pointed at Zhang fiercely and shouted, and then flicked his sleeves and left quickly. If you don't listen to me, I'll see what happens to you! ”

The people were gone, but they left behind a mess, as if they had been robbed.

"Auntie! You're alright! Qing Mao stepped forward with concern and asked softly.

"Nothing. Sure enough, I still can't hide from it. ”

Zhang sighed and began to clean up the mess, she had to help first, and soon the mother and daughter restored the house to tidiness and sat opposite each other.

"Little Er, what's your head?" Zhang first broke the increasingly heavy atmosphere, the white gauze was too conspicuous and distressing.

"It's okay, Xiao Er is fine. But A-Niang, can you trust Xiao Er? Qing Mao gently held her hand, and her hoarse voice inexplicably had a convincing feeling.

"Of course A-Niang believes in Xiao Er, but this matter is widely implicated, and A-Niang doesn't want to be involved." Zhang Shi was relieved for the first time, sighed lightly, stroked the gauze on her forehead, and said softly.

Qing Mao didn't speak, quietly waiting for the following, smiling trustingly, holding her hand tightly, and only a little bit of increased strength could feel the tension in her mood.

"Little Er, it's all bad for A-Niang."

Zhang's expression was sad, hidden deep emotions were constantly surging and boiling in her heart, she really wanted to tell the truth of all the things desperately! But...... Xiao Er is just a child, if she is impulsive, she will fall into a catastrophe, and she can't hurt her! But...... Seeing Xiao Er's trusting eyes, how could the mother deceive her again and again.

To say, or not to say?

"Little Er, one day, let A-Niang think about it, and A-Niang will give you an explanation after a day." Zhang took a deep breath and gently hugged his daughter's small body, today it can be seen that she has changed so much, her originally extremely thin cheeks have added some flesh, but her still black and yellow skin is no longer full of scars, she has suffered so much for herself, how can she let her run around again?

"Okay, I'll listen to your aunt!" Qing Mao seemed to have forgotten what happened to the man just now, and he didn't ask questions, and his face showed a bright smile again, and his dark and sallow face was even more white with his teeth.

looked at each other and nodded, this matter passed by so inexplicably, just waiting for everything to be revealed tomorrow.

In fact, Qingmao has also gained something in the past few days, every time he has nothing to do, he will go to the place where the Zhang family goes, and even pretend to be a passerby to see the old lady head-on, but it is not as she thought, although the old lady looks neat and temperamental, but it looks like the body of a subordinate, and the courtyard where she lives is just ordinary, and it is not like what the subordinate can live in, which is very contradictory - just like Zhang himself.

After all, it's just a branch task, and she's not in a hurry, the next day she lived her apprenticeship life as always, but she didn't know if she could become a shopkeeper anymore, the main task was to become a shopkeeper upgrade, this progress was too slow, and she really had to find a way.

Like what...... Start with the shopkeeper.

Thinking of this, Qing Mao secretly observed the chubby eight-character beard shopkeeper, his actions were very regular, either greeting on the first floor, or dealing with things on the second floor, and listening to Wang Ping, there was also a shopkeeper on the third floor, and even the eight-character beard could not be stepped in.

One restaurant, two shopkeepers? And every day, there will be strange people masked to the second floor, and the rest of Wang Ping just don't know anything, only knowing that the more you go up to serve Xiao Er, the more dangerous it is, and the higher the monthly money! But for some reason, it can only be regarded as a high-ranking official and noble, and it is not easy to serve.

And at noon every three days, the shopkeeper will go out for a while and then hurry to the second floor with a small box, once or twice, but it is a little suspicious every time, and this three-day period is today!

When the shopkeeper went out, Qingmao found an excuse to buy snacks, and quietly followed him, only to see that he walked the streets and alleys quite flexibly as if he had some foundation, and it was not easy to follow too closely so as not to be exposed, so she was a little irritable when she turned a pillar of incense, and the excuse of buying snacks only left a small amount of time, and the shopkeeper was not less than two pillars of incense to return to the restaurant, but ...... How can you go back so quickly after such a long journey?

Just twisted and turned, and almost lost a few times, finally saw the shopkeeper stop, bent down and didn't know what to dig on the wall, and then hurried away with an object.

Qing Mao wanted to vomit blood, so he went around and finally came to a house that was quite close to the restaurant, but in the opposite direction from the original...... This is anti-tracking, and it's too alert!

Quietly lying on the roof and waiting for a while, if no one waits to see Wang Ping, he will inquire again, and then he has to use some means, although the current situation is not critical, but it is not good, if it is really the person he expected, once he is expelled from the main task, he will fail! We had to find another way to stabilize it.

She was about to get up and leave, and when she hurriedly bought a bag of snacks, the sound of footsteps faintly came from a distance, so she quickly leaned down and stared closely at the situation below!

Sure enough, a person dressed up as a small guy quietly tinkered with something on the wall, this time Qing Mao saw the action clearly, and the little guy pressed the bricks according to a certain order, and a hole about the size of two palms appeared, and when he saw that there was nothing inside, the little guy smiled happily, and quickly closed it again and ran away.

"Stop."

The little guy felt a cool thing on his neck, and he could feel a strong killing intent behind him, and he suddenly stiffened his body in fright.

"You...... What are you doing! I, I'm rich, don't be a hero, I have something to say! ”

"Then I really need to talk about it."

The hoarse and low male voice was as ghostly and terrifying as the little girl's ears.