Chapter 174: You gang of Diaomin

"Sister Pope, I'm a little scared. That's a lot of people! What are we going to do? Ning Rongrong hugged Bibi Dong's arm, looking pitiful, like a frightened little white rabbit.

The corners of Bibi Dong's mouth twitched constantly.

"This Ning girl is simply slapping the old lady in the face!"

At the same time, she wanted to find out what was going on, and she couldn't just take the words of those people before her. So she's going to check it out. If it were as the crowd had said, then Miles and his son, McLaren, would have died without a place to be buried.

"Well, Sister Pope, we'll be fine." Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling quickly moved closer to Bibi Dong.

Because there are indeed masters among the crowd that come, at least she is not sure whether she is an opponent now, so it is safer to get closer to Bibi Dong first.

"Don't worry, this emperor is here, how can he let you have something." Bibi Dong's purple eyes looked coldly at the team that surrounded them.

Soon, the team that surrounded Bibi Dong and separated from the middle.

A man came out of the periphery, dressed in luxurious clothes and worth a lot of money.

The eye sockets are sunken, the nose is hooked, and the physiognomy is very obscene. At the same time, the footsteps of walking were vain, and Bibi Dong only glanced at it and felt that this product was not a good thing.

"Young Master Ben is the Bishop of Gengxin City, the son of Miles, McLaren, Young Master Ben now suspects that a few of you are related to the theft of the treasure house in my Martial Spirit Hall last night, and you will bring it back to the Martial Spirit Hall for trial." McLaren walked not far from Bibi Dong, looking at Bibi Dong, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling with squinting eyes, as for Ning Rongrong, he only glanced at Ning Rongrong, who has a flat body, no matter how white and tender his skin is, he can't make up for it, McLaren's old skin likes that kind of, so everywhere he looks, it is more Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong smiled. She never imagined that this Miles son was simply lawless.

"Go and call your daddy." Bibi Dong said a little speechlessly.

"My dad went to arrest the other four of you, and I'm sure they'll be over soon." McLaren thinks that Bibi Dong is so young, yet so mature, especially looking at Bibi Dong's figure, it is simply too much for his appetite.

"Hehe, that's interesting." Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, flashing dangerously, and she watched McLaren's dog eyes keep looking at her, she had already condemned this guy named McLaren to death.

"Sister Dong, help, save me." At this time, from another direction, Hu Liena, Zhu Zhuqing, Shi Feiyue, and Xiao Wu ran over.

Xiao Wu shouted excitedly. But he didn't care that there was a large group of pursuers behind him. Those are the guards of the Martial Spirit Palace.

The surrounding onlookers panicked even more, and quickly shrunk their necks, not daring to make a sound.

However, the group of Martial Spirit Hall guards who were chasing Xiao Wu were tired enough.

"Hehe, you guys are running, you can't run away now." At this time, from the crowd on their side, an old man over half a hundred years old came out.

His temples were white, but his face was flushed, and he looked a little similar to Miles. is also the moment I saw Bibi Dong, my eyes lit up.

"This woman has so much taste. The lord of the main hall must get her. Miles thought to himself.

So whatever you want, you do. The old hand waved: "Come on, escort all these people back to the Martial Spirit Hall for trial." ”

"Sister Dong, now that we are surrounded, what should we do, there are a lot of them." Xiao Wu came to Bibi Dong's side. A pair of pale pink eyes looked at Bibi Dong curiously, wanting Bibi Dong to solve this matter quickly. At the same time, there was a frightened expression on his face.

"This little rabbit's acting skills are really bad." Bibi Dong muttered to himself.

"Miles, you bastards of the Martial Spirit Hall are too deceitful." There was a roar, and a loud sound began from behind the guards.

"Oh my God, is this the president of the Blacksmiths' Guild, a senior of the building? Did he want to do it against the Martial Spirit Palace? ”

"I think it should be, after all, the Blacksmiths Association is bullied enough by Miles, the hall master of the Martial Spirit Palace."

"I support the Blacksmiths' Guild."

"I also support the Blacksmiths Society."

"You support the Blacksmiths' Guild, why are you going backwards."

"I'm supporting the Blacksmiths' Guild, but aren't I going to go home and get my weapons?"

There are a lot of people who eat melons, but there are really few people who want to fight against Miles.

"Lou Gao, are you impatient? Or are you really not afraid that the old man will kill you? "Miles didn't expect this group of bastards of the Blacksmiths Guild to be bold today.

"It seems that the lessons they usually give them are not enough." Miles was now thinking about how to clean up the blacksmiths' guild after this incident.

"Sister Dong, don't you think this is particularly interesting. The dignified Martial Spirit Hall Pope was surrounded by his own subordinates. Xiao Wu smiled and muttered in Bibi Dong's ear.

"Interesting, you big-headed ghost." Bibi Dong glanced at Xiao Wu speechlessly.

"Miles, don't deceive people too much, usually you do a lot of evil, the old man just doesn't want to meddle in things, and now you want to harm our entire Gengxin City, so even if you are the hall master of the Martial Spirit Palace, today we should eliminate harm for the people." The Divine Craftsman is tall, and his prestige in Gengxin City can be said to be quite high.

Although he couldn't respond to every call, he began to slowly stand behind him, although some people's martial spirits were just ordinary hammers, or some people simply lifted the sledgehammer for striking iron in their own homes.

"McLaren, you first bring this group of girls back to the Wuhun Palace, if you don't clean up the Blacksmith Association today, I'm afraid they will rebel." Miles said loudly to his son on the other side.

"Xiao Wu, that person's eyes are so disgusting." Zhu Zhuqing took Xiao Wu's hand and pointed at McLaren.

Xiao Wu saw McLaren's eyes looking at Zhu Zhuqing, and then she was still drooling.

"Then I'll help you pick out his eyeballs first." Xiao Wu patted Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder.

"Third Soul Skill, Teleport." Xiao Wu was divided in place and disappeared in a flash.

When Xiao Wu reappeared, she had already appeared next to Miles' stupid son McLaren.

His right hand pressed on McLaren's shoulder, carrying him, and the third soul skill teleported again, and he returned to the group.

Originally, Miles was ready to teach the blacksmiths guild bastards a lesson.

But the sudden change made him feel that his brain was a little insufficient.

"You people, give the lord of this hall and release my son." Miles was speechless, his son had grown so much with great difficulty, and if someone had killed him, then the next thing would be a big deal.

Bibi Dong listened to Miles scolding their group of people, and his lilac eyes were cold. chaptere