Chapter 35: The Villain

"Ahem........ Is Lao Chuantou there?"

A dull voice shouted from outside the pharmacy door, with a heavy phlegm sound.

Immediately, a well-dressed middle-aged man walked into the door of the pharmacy with his short body swaying. This man was forty years old, with a pale complexion, puffy bags under his eyes, a pair of cross-fighting eyes glowing with blueness, and a dull gaze.

"Oops........ Steward Lou is here, what do you need little Lao'er's help with?"

The pharmacy master who was sitting in the hall immediately opened his eyes wide, got up and walked out of the counter to greet him, with a sneer.

The five short men rolled their eyes and snorted, and two more fierce followers came in behind him, one with a horse face and one with a monkey's cheeks, both of whom looked arrogant.

"Ahem...... Uncle has been in a hurry recently, and he has been coughing with phlegm. Lao Chuantou, get a few pairs of good medicines to nourish the fire, don't pretend to be ghosts!" the five short men patted the embroidered robes and shouted in their throats.

"Chief Executive, please take a break, just for a while!"

Where is the unfathomable image of the pharmacy master, the top of the fart is busy, and he ordered the guy to sit down and make tea for the three of them.

Manager Lou glanced around the store and saw a mountain man in vulgar clothes, and his expression suddenly showed disgust. He didn't bother to pay attention to the pharmacist in the palm hall, and stood still in the shop, and the poor people who took medicine to see a doctor cautiously bypassed by.

At this time, the old man who sold medicine had just put the silver money in his arms, walked out the door with his head down, and looked back at his granddaughter with two steps in his hands. As soon as he turned around, the basket on his shoulder met the five short men.

"Oops", the old man fell to the ground, his hands covered his chest with a painful face, and his eyes looked down at the shoe prints on his chest in horror.

"The poor ghost in the mountains, blind—"

The horse-faced entourage beside Steward Lou retracted his right leg, shouted viciously, rolled up his sleeves and raised his fist to beat people. Seeing this, the pharmacy master didn't say a word, smiled helplessly, and stood aside and didn't dare to dissuade him.

The old man who sold medicine sat up, saw that the three of them were terrifying, and knew that he couldn't afford to provoke them, so he breathed a sigh of relief and accompanied him with a smile: "I didn't see a few noble uncles, offended, offended!"

"Huh!

Steward Lou squinted, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the old man's face, and then waved his hand lazily.

"You....... Why did you beat my grandfather?"

Suddenly, a thin soft sound came out, but I saw that the eight or nine-year-old girl, with a red face, first picked up the back basket on the ground, and then grabbed the hem of the five short men's clothes.

Although the children in the mountains are timid, they are stubborn, and when they suddenly saw their relatives being beaten, they subconsciously stretched out their little hands.

"Snort", the sound of cracking.

At this moment, Steward Lou's face was not good-looking, and a pair of cross-eyed eyes stared at the hem of his clothes, and it could be seen that the silk brocade robe was torn from the back waist with a long opening.

Suddenly, the whole room watched with bated breath, no one dared to squeak, and the pharmacy master also pulled his goatee tightly and shook his head secretly.

The little girl who was holding back a ruthless energy was also scared silly. She wanted to hold the noble man to reason, but she didn't expect that his shiny robe was so unsturdy, and it was torn as soon as she pulled it.

"Little girl, do you want to die?"

Steward Lou scolded angrily, his swollen eye bags shook a few times, he stared at the little girl, there was a trace of evil light in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "Uncle, this brocade robe is worth twenty silver coins, pay for it!"

The sudden change made the old man who sold medicine stand up in a hurry, trembling his back and making a series of changes: "Your lord, you can do it! Where did we get the twenty silver coins." ”

The little girl was anxious and angry, tears rolled in her eyes, and she kept choking: "I have no money, you ...... Why did you hit my grandfather?"

"No money?"

The five short men laughed strangely: "Monkey, send this girl to the "Golden Orchid Garden" to hand it over to the old bustard, it is worth a few silver coins, just to offset the arrears of torn uncle's clothes." ”

When the monkey cheek guy heard the words, he stepped forward and grabbed the little girl's arm, and dragged him out of the door without saying anything, with a flattering smile on the corner of his mouth: "The little girl looks quite Zhouzheng, maybe she will be a beauty after a few years!"

"Grandpa—"

The girl cried, her little face full of horror, but how she struggled to break away.

The little girl in the mountains died early, and her grandfather and grandson lived on each other, which was the lifeblood of the old man's heart, how could she watch being taken captive? The old man who was collecting medicine could no longer bear to be silenced, rushed up with red eyes, put on a desperate posture, and let out an angry roar: "You guys....... Let go of my little girl!"

"Old miscellaneous hair, look for death!"

The sturdy horse-faced man shot out with his raised fist, slammed into the old man's chest, and then took advantage of his strength to pull out, and shouted arrogantly in his mouth: "Get out!"

Although the old man who collected medicine had good bones, where was he the opponent of a forging warrior, he was thrown up unguardedly, fell out of the pharmacy door more than a foot away, fell on the bluestone street, snorted continuously, and couldn't get up for a while.

A man suddenly fell out of the pharmacy, causing the pedestrians on the street to flash to the side, and one by one they were shocked. Immediately, five short men with two entourages, dragging a seven or eight-year-old girl, who had no scruples about the crowd inside and outside the store, swaggered out of the pharmacy door.

"Grandpa——!"

The little girl struggled non-stop, but she couldn't break free from the iron fist of the monkey's cheek thug, so she could only cry desperately.

"Let go of my daughter's ......"

The old man who fell to the ground was struggling to stand up, and was kicked in the face by the horse-faced man who was the first to go out, directly spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and once again fell to the ground.

"On the streets of Lancang County, Lou is asking for a debt, and no one dares to stop him!"

The five short men stepped out of the door of the pharmacy and were shouting triumphantly, when they suddenly heard a frightened scream from behind: "You....... Who are you and what are you going to do?"

Steward Lou turned around and was about to get angry, but he was cross-eyed, and his mouth was half open and stunned......

An unkempt young man dressed in animal skin and a short eggplant, with an iron-handled stone axe at his waist, stared at him expressionlessly. His left hand was like an iron hoop, clamping the left wrist of the monkey cheek thug, making the guy sweat fall from his forehead in pain, and he trembled and could not resist.

And beside the young man, there stood a terrified, trembling little girl of the mountain people.

The person who made the shot was Chen Chucai, who was standing at the gate of the pharmacy.

When he first arrived, walking on the streets of Lancang County, he didn't want to cause trouble, but when he saw the pitiful appearance of the little girl, he couldn't help but think of the little girl in Chenjiabao in Luoling Valley-Ning Mu.

Thinking about back then, the reason why Xiao Mumu was reduced to slavery was that she was afraid that it was also in this situation, she was abducted and persecuted by a wicked person, displaced and lost her parents.

The pain was deep, and the reborn teenager was suddenly angry, where could he still bear it?

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