"You idiot, who let you come here!" Young Master Sun scolded angrily, what a waste!

"The young master was wronged, it wasn't me, I didn't move, I saw the slap" The man said with some grievances, bowing his head, which made people feel extremely funny.

Song Xiaoxiao looked at this, and unconsciously smiled, which suddenly made people feel very dazzling, if it weren't for the fact that they didn't blink when they saw Song Xiaoxiao killing people before, these people would probably be fascinated by Song Xiaoxiao.

"Aren't you a ghost?" Young Master Sun was furious and kicked this person directly.

This subordinate lowered his head and no longer refuted, but let Young Master Sun vent his dissatisfaction.

"Whatever you see, don't you want to be mixed! Why don't you hurry up and get that woman for me! "Young Master Sun has some hatred for iron not being steel.

Everyone looked at Dugu Mo beside Young Master Sun, and after Young Master Sun saw it, he grabbed Dugu Mo again, but was dodged by Dugu Mo, Young Master Sun slapped him again, and the subordinate had already been kicked away by him, and naturally no one was in the way this time.

It's just that Young Master Sun didn't expect that Dugu Mo, who was tied up, actually stretched out a hand, gently pushed his arm, and then gave it to Young Master Sun himself with a slap.

Young Master Sun turned around in a daze, and only to stop only to find that something was wrong, Dugu Mo stood tall this time, standing in front of him without any restraint, and glanced at him casually, which made him feel like a cold winter.

Young Master Sun took a few steps back, distanced himself from Dugu Mo, and then stood still.

"What's going on, grandson?" Mr. Sun's voice came from afar.

"Grandpa, they're not normal people, I can't help it." Young Master Sun cried in the direction where the voice came from.

Looking at Young Master Sun with a big slap mark on his face, Old Mr. Sun took a breath, and then looked at the audience, including those who fell to the ground.

"That's it! Miss Song, as long as you leave your things, the three of you can leave safely, and I don't want to pursue anything more. Old Mr. Sun looked at Song Xiaoxiao with a cold face.

"Old man Sun, leave my things for you? Is your head broken, or are you used to being flattered and think that everyone must be your dog? ”

Song Xiaoxiao smiled lightly, so many people have died, this old man is still so big, he must have some hole cards.

"Heh, do you think that my grandson has been crisscrossing Huainan for decades, and he has such a little strength? Little girl, give you the opportunity to cherish it, otherwise you will regret it. ”

"Oh, yes, I'm the person who likes to challenge other people's strength the most, old man, you don't have to be polite to me, show your strength."

"Since you're looking for death yourself, then don't blame me for not thinking about friendship, hum!" Mr. Sun flicked his sleeves.

Then a person walked in, dressed in a pretend, burly figure, strong muscles, and at first glance he was a person who practiced his family.

"Old Sun, is that them?" This person looked at Song Xiaoxiao and Dugu Mo in the field with disdain, and felt that Sun Lao was making a big fuss, but because of Sun Lao's power and influence, this person did not say anything.

"Mr. Qi, don't underestimate them, especially that little girl, she seems to have learned some tricks, and her skills are not bad, maybe she is also a little disciple of which sect." Mr. Sun patiently explained.

The middle-aged man who was turned into Mr. Qi by Mr. Sun looked at Song Xiao again and still didn't see anything famous.