Huide Hall. Chen Ke tilted his head to look at the signboard on the side of the road as he walked. Huidetang, where?

"Hey, do you see? Little Overlord is here again, let's go. ”

"Again?"

"It's right ahead. I heard that I just lost my temper and was spilling. ”

"yes, then, pack up, pack up, let's go. ”

Watching the two leave one after another, Chen Ke suddenly felt a little confused. Turning his head to look at the still lively street, he felt that what the two of them had done was really exaggerated, but they heard that the so-called 'little overlord' was coming, and they were afraid that they would be like that, so they packed up their things and left.

"Sister, there are a lot of people in front, let's go over and have a look. ”

Murong Zhen hesitated slightly, "There are so many people, let's not go over." ”

"It's lively when there are many people, let's go. ”

Grabbing his arm, Feng Xin rushed left and right with Murong Zhen and quickly got into the crowd.

The pedestrians watched their master blend into the crowd with Miss Murong and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Checking the items in his hand, the person who asked him before turned his head and asked, "Brother Cheng, what should I do?"

The summoned person looked at the crowd in front of him, frowned slightly, turned his wrist, and threw a large bag of items directly into the arms of the interrogator.

"You guys, come with me!"

With a wave of his arm, several people behind him followed closely behind.

"Hey, Brother Cheng, you're all gone, what should I do?" As soon as he finished shouting, the already shaky items in his hands swayed uncontrollably. "Wait... Wait..."Before the word 'I' could be spoken, someone hit him hard behind him, and with a buzzing sound, the already not very solid items were scattered in all directions like a goddess.

"Ah, my thing! Hey, hey, don't push, don't push. Step, watch your step. ”

Feng Xin, who finally got into the crowd, thought that he could see something interesting and beautiful, but as soon as he showed up, there was nothing except the little girl who was kneeling on the ground and crying.

"Hey, why is this girl crying here if she's fine?" asked for a long time, and seeing that no one around him answered him, Feng Xin couldn't help tugging Murong Zhen's sleeve. "Sister, what are they doing here?"

"This girl is really pitiful!"

"Yes, at a young age, in addition to taking care of my seriously ill mother, I also have to take care of my younger brothers and sisters, and now I don't even have the money for medical treatment, how can I live?"

"Hey, that's pitiful. Come, girl, Auntie doesn't have much silver taels here, so you can take it first. ”

"Yes, come, girl, take it. ”

One person came out, and the onlookers helped one after another.

It turns out that if you kneel on the side of the road and cry for a while, others will give money!

Feng Xin rolled his eyes, looking like he suddenly realized.

Murong Zhen pinched the only small piece of broken silver on his body, and raised his foot to go over.

"Hey, sister, are you going too?" Seeing Murong Zhen's eyes, he suddenly twisted a little. "But I don't have any money. ”

"You're still young, you don't have to give it. ”

"How can it be done!" Feng Xin stiffened his neck, "My sister is not much older than me." ”

At the moment when he was gloomy and sad, a group of guards who were struggling to break through the siege finally broke through the obstacles and rushed in. Seeing them come in, Feng Xin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand and waved up.

"This, that, that. “

"Little Shizi!" the guards hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"Did you bring any money?"

"......" everyone looked at each other.

The leader swept his eyes and caught a glimpse of the little girl kneeling beside him who was crying bitterly, and immediately understood what was going on.

"There are still some silver taels here, if the little prince dislikes it, use it. ”

Some people started, and the rest of them also gave their money bags one after another.

Turning his head to Shang Fengxin's slightly flamboyant smile, Murong Zhen couldn't help but sympathize with them.

At such a young age, he can loot the money of his subordinates, and being his subordinate is really not an ordinary tragedy.

Checking the money bag in his hand, Feng Xin looked sè. "Sister, let's go. ”

"Good!"

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