"Now a miracle has happened, little sister. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Is Irina your name? Xue Yuan was relieved when he heard this, it turned out that the main owner he was looking for had arrived.

"Hmm." The little girl's voice was as light as a mosquito.

Looking at her trembling and frightened appearance, Xue Yuan also felt a little pity in his heart.

"Elena! Where are you hiding? What are you doing sneaking around in your own room? When the vomiting stopped, the rude man's voice began again, "If I see you're lazy, don't blame me for being rude!" ”

Heavy footsteps were heard, and the man and man were getting closer and closer.

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you." Xue Yuan patted the little girl on the back.

A small, drunken man stumbled into the room, with flaxen-colored stray hair and a sloppy beard, a frightening scar on the left side of his face that ran from the corner of his eye to his chin, and a flush that indicated that he had just been tested by alcohol. He clung to the wall in confusion, and the lime paint scattered and scattered. "Elena! Why don't you speak! Didn't you see Daddy coming back?! ”

"Is it Scar Jonathan?" Xue Yuan said.

"Huh?" The little man struggled to open his eyelids, and drunkenly noticed that there were two more strangers in his daughter's room.

"Who are you? How did it end up in my house! He roared, "Elena! How can you bring a stranger into your own home? Didn't I tell you not to? ”

He flew into a rage and reached forward to grab it, as if he thought that this would catch his disobedient daughter. "I must teach you a good lesson this time!"

Of course, he couldn't reach the little girl two or three meters away, and the alcohol paralyzed his brain and made him lose his sense of distance.

"You dare to hide!" Jonathan scolded, "Do you want to rebel, you dead girl? ”

Luna is still reeling from the magical effects of the fantasy matches, unaware of what's happening outside.

"Mr. Jonathan, we're here to buy fantasy matches." Xue Yuan really couldn't stand it anymore. "Don't blame your daughter, it's us coming in."

"Buying matches?" Jonathan spat out. "Don't think I don't know what you're trying to do, you must be trying to take my daughter, I'll tell you......"

Jonathan took a vague step forward, stumbling to the point where he felt he was about to fall. "No way! Don't try to take my daughter. ”

"Mr. Jonathan, we are not human traffickers." Xue Yuan said helplessly, "We really came to buy matches, and Mr. Top Hat asked us to come." ”

"Mr. Top Hat?" Jonathan coughed violently.

"He wanted to buy 1,000 boxes of the purest fantasy matches, or rather, 1,000 boxes of miracle matches. It's urgent, and it's best to have it all in by tonight. ”

Xue Yuan took out a heavy money bag from his waist and swiped it on his hand, making a crisp and pleasant sound of metal colliding. "The money is readily available and can be paid in one lump sum."

Jonathan raised his head and looked at Xue Yuan in a daze, the flush on his face was fading rapidly at an alarming speed, and in a short time, the face that was as red as Guan Gong turned pale.

"You guys were introduced by the top hat and want 1,000 boxes of miracle matches?" Jonathan's voice seemed to have changed as a different person, his eyes scanned at Luna, who was still drunk, and Xue Yuan, who was standing on the side, the little girl dodged a little under his gaze and secretly crawled behind Xue Yuan.

"That's right, Mr. Jonathan." Xue Yuan continued, "This time it's very urgent, Mr. Top Hat said that in the whole of Copenhagen, only Mr. Jonathan has a way to get 1,000 boxes of miracle matches......"

"Don't put a high hat on me." Jonathan's tone was disgusted, "I don't want to hear him praise me at all. 1000 boxes of miracle matches? You go back and tell him that he doesn't have a box, don't bother my life! ”

"I can see from Mr. Jonathan that I'm not from Copenhagen, I'm not from Denmark, I'm just an errand runner." Xue Yuan kicked the matchstick on the ground and said, "If I go back to see Mr. Tophat empty-handed, my fate will be very miserable." ”

"What does it matter to me if you're miserable or not." Jonathan's face was distorted with rage, and the scar on the left side of his face was twisted like a centipede ready to attack. "Not here, get out!"

"Mr. Bowler Hat said that Mr. Jonathan probably wouldn't be happy to sell us, so he asked me to give you a word." Xue Yuan frowned, "The thrush is still singing. ”

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Two hours ago, in an alley two blocks outside the Red Mansion, Charlotte shoved a heavy money bag and a note into Xue Yuan's hand, while Luna nibbled on a piece of black buckwheat bread.

"If he doesn't want to sell it to you, you tell him, 'The thrush is still singing.'" Charlotte said very reluctantly, "And don't say my name, just say that Mr. Bowlhat told you to go." ”

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"The thrush is still singing" This headless sentence had a miraculous effect, and Jonathan, who was still angry just now and wanted to drive Xue Yuan away, was completely angry after hearing this sentence.

He frowned and looked at Xue Yuan, "Then, follow me—and, wake up your companion if you don't want her to die." ”

Still unaware, Luna reached out and grabbed a match from the sack, which she had already emptied half.