was thinking wonderfully in his heart, Zhang Dafu didn't notice Yan Yan on the other side and didn't move for a long time.

When his feet were sore, he reacted, and was about to speak, when a black shadow with the wind greeted him straight to the door.

Zhang Dafu is fat, but his eyes are good, and when the black shadow is approaching, he can clearly see that there are three words on it: Mao Liansheng

Isn't Mao Liansheng a shoe and hat shop?

Why are you here......

Oops!

With a scream like killing a pig, there was a thirty-six yard footprint on the fat face.

Yan Yan directly raised his foot and stepped on Zhang Dafu's front door.

This foot chopping is a bit fruitful, and even the "Mao Liansheng" trademark on the sole of her shoes is clearly printed on Zhang Dafu's fat face.

Zhang Dafu was kicked to the ground and fell to the ground on his back, and he didn't even have time to retract the raised foot, and he was still high in the air.

A pair of fat hands clutched their mouths and noses, and blood couldn't stop gushing out from the cracks of their fat fingers.

When the lively people saw the blood, they were afraid of doing something for themselves, and they scattered in a swarm.

Seeing that Zhang Dafu was bleeding from his mouth and nose after being beaten, several followers rolled up their sleeves and came up to fight with Yan Yan.

"Girl, you go, go away!"

When Deng Xiangbo saw that things were like this, he was frightened and regretted it, and pushed Yanyan to drive her away.

He knew that the matter was so big, so he paid Zhang Dafu the car of beans.

It's good now, this matter can't be closed at all, and a kind girl is involved.

Yan Yan took off the cloak on his body, stuffed it into Deng Xiangbo's hand, and said with a smile: "I'm tired of the old man helping me look at my clothes, wearing this is in the way of fighting." ”

After saying that, the tanuki seemed to leap into the middle of the evil slaves.

Deng Xiangbo looked at the luxurious clothes in his hand, and then at Yan Yan, who was surrounded by a group of evil slaves.

The old man muttered a little in his heart: Did this girl deliberately come to find fault and fight?

Why is she so excited?

He hadn't seen anyone whose daughter liked to fight.

What do you eat to raise you?

Deng Xiangbo's eyes are right, Yan Yan is deliberate!

It's not that she likes to fight, just now she passed by outside the crowd, and when she saw this fat cat, her hands itched.

In the past, Bi Cheng worked in Haoyuan Building, and because of his upright temperament, he never gave Zhang Dafu a benefit fee, so he was squeezed by this fat cat everywhere.

Zhang Dafu is also very lacking in morality, so he specially bought the master of side dishes, and secretly mixed the moldy and rotten vegetable roots into Bi Cheng's side dishes.

Bi Cheng was sued by the guest officer because of this, and he also made trouble with the chief steward, and almost lost his livelihood.

After that, although people stayed, they lost three months' wages in vain.

Yan Yan is a special person.

Bi Cheng is her apprentice, she bullies herself, and if others want to bully, they have to ask her if she is willing to be a master.

It's not good to have been bullied before!

A group of boys looking at the teeth and claws are actually paper tigers.

Although Yan Yan is a beginner scum among the monks, he can be a Tai Chi Jiu-Jitsu, but he has a solid foundation for more than ten years. Dealing with these stunned boys is like playing with cats and mice.

She shuttled flexibly between several people, and she didn't see how to make a move, and the mouth, nose, and eyes of several followers were all heavily colored in an instant.

Yan Yan concentrated on dealing with the few splashes in front of him, but he didn't pay attention to the back of the soybean cart, and there was a man squatting all the time.

This person is not Zhang Dafu's follower, but he has been in the back of the soybean cart, staring at Yan Yan without blinking.

Nothing else, the man is just greedy for that bewitching body.

Just now this body was still wrapped in a cloak, and the man's eyes were red and his heart was hot, and when he took off the cloak at this moment, the small waist was simply shocking, not as wide as a man's palm, soft as willow silk.

When dealing with a few followers, he still squirmed around, and he saw that the man was hot all over, and his palms were sweating.

Just as he was looking at it, the man found that Yan Yan raised his foot and kicked a kid away, and suddenly turned around, and the peach blossom eyes looked straight over.

The man was a little nervous, and he couldn't stand it because of the pair of apricot eyes that looked like melting stars, and slowly came out of the back of the soybean cart, his eyes still looking at Yan Yan's slender waist dishonestly.

A few of the boys have been cleaned up and swept all over the floor.

Scratch what? Find your teeth in a pile of soybeans.

Yan Yan smiled at the man: "Have you seen enough?"

“...... No, the man is quite honest.

But he didn't react until he said it, as if it was wrong.

Then he stood there blushing, but his eyes were still glued to his waist.

Yan Yan's lips bent, his toes were a little, and a bean flew out quickly, impartially, hitting the bridge of the man's nose, and the nosebleed suddenly spurted out.

The man screamed, and immediately covered his nose with his hands, finally taking his annoying gaze away.

Yan Yan took the cloak from Deng Xiangbo's hand, draped it over his shoulders, looked condescendingly at the man who was squatting on the ground with his nose in his hands, and sneered: "Sister's waist is not a waist, it is a scimitar that killed San Lang, you can't look at it in vain!"

After speaking, he was too lazy to deal with these scumbags, and instructed Deng Xiangbo: "Don't sell this cart of beans in the market, just push it to Bi Cheng's house, let him collect it all, and give you the silver at the price." ”

"Don't go out of the stall these days, all the dishes in your hand will be sent to Bi's house, and he will accept them. Stay out of the limelight first, lest these people trouble you. ”

Deng Xiangbo thanked him repeatedly, and brought back to Bi Cheng's house a few other carts of vegetables that Yan Yan had bought.

Yan Yan left here, and the embarrassed followers dragged Zhang Dafu, who was covered in mud, out of the soybean pile.

Zhang Dafu put the "Mao Liansheng" on his face, scolded and scolded in his mouth, and asked the vendors in the vegetable market about Yanyan's origin.

She changed her appearance and turned back to the door, and no one recognized her.

Just when Zhang Dafu was annoyed by the fruitless inquiry, a voice next to him asked resignedly: "I know, tell you that there is a reward?"

The one who spoke was the man who peeped just now and was kicked by Yan Yan with a bean.

As soon as the man finished speaking, a stamp was thrown at his feet: "Say it quickly!"

The man hurriedly grabbed the silver in his hand: "I heard the girl just now say that the old man who bought soybeans should send the cart of beans to Tiaofeng Alley." ”

"Wind Lane...... Wait for you, you're not done with that little girl!"

Zhang Dafu took a sip and left with a group of evil slaves with blue noses and swollen faces.

Not far away, he heard a hysterical wail behind him.

Zhang Dafu turned around and saw the man who had just revealed Yan Yan's address to him, rolling on the ground with his head in his hands.

There was obviously nothing around him, but the man was screaming and crying and begging for mercy.

Zhang Dafu was stunned.

Nima, this is not a fool, is it?

The man who is crying inexplicably does seem to have lost his heart in the eyes of others.

That's because people can't see the thing around him.

Only the men themselves see it!

It was a cat with rabbit-like ears, the size of a half-grown dog, and a pair of blue eyes......

Monster!