Sang Jiaojiao followed what the store owner said and touched the west wall all the way.

She had never been to the west side. The closer she got, the more rulers came and went on the streets.

The management office is also located here. Ordinary people would not go in this direction on weekdays, for fear of offending those lunatics and their death would be in vain.

Compared to the lifeless atmosphere that Sang Jiaojiao was used to seeing, the farther west you went, the pedestrians you saw appeared to be dressed a little differently.

Not talking about the ruling adults, but people with some skills who run errands for the ruling adults.

Although they are not very glamorous, their skin is firm and their faces are clean and less dusty.

When facing other people, hold your head high and be confident.

Sang Jiaojiao lamented: Class distinctions exist everywhere.

Even though the people here are not as good as pigs or dogs, they can still be divided into different groups.

When the old man was here, he never let Sang Jiaojiao go here. Sang Jiaojiao also knew what was right and would not do anything she was not allowed to do.

Therefore, seeing the well-proportioned buildings, Sang Jiaojiao watched them with interest.

No different than the area where Sang Jiaojiao lives, even an old small two-story grocery store can be called a luxury home.

The buildings here are all three or four-story buildings. In the distance, there is a five-story building that stands alone and stands eye-catchingly in the middle. People can notice the management office at a glance.

black gold plaque.

Sang Jiao huddled in her cloak, hiding in the shadows, feeling extremely envious.

They must have no shortage of white bread to eat.

She had just seen the man coming out of the small three-story building, eating a piece of white bread in his hand. While eating, he complained that it was not soft enough.

After taking two bites, he threw more than half of the bread to the middle-aged man following him.

The middle-aged man didn't expect such a good thing as food falling from the sky. He nodded and bowed so happily that his mouth reached behind his ears.

Sang Jiaojiao couldn't help but think about the probability of succeeding in robbing this rich man.

As soon as this idea came to her mind, Sang Jiaojiao's eyes widened like a startled cat, unable to believe that this was what she was thinking.

She has always flaunted herself as a good girl.

How could she do such a thing as robbery? What gave her the courage?

Oh, maybe the gradual recovery of her cultivation has given her increased self-confidence.

Good girls wouldn't do things like robbery. But Sang Jiaojiao felt that she could still do it to uphold justice.

Touching the white bread that was carefully placed in her pocket, Sang Jiaojiao said sadly: How could he do this?

Soon, Sang Jiaojiao kindly found a reason for the other party: no one must have taught him not to waste his money.

Sang Jiaojiao decided to play the role of educator.

Thank you, no need to thank you too much.

It didn't matter whether it was bread or not, she simply couldn't see the food being wasted.

Therefore, it is safest to keep them in your own pocket. She will definitely be able to take good care of them.

Following him all the way to the dark alley, Sang Jiaojiao poked her head out furtively, her whole body wrapped in a black cloak.

She seems to be a pervert, Sang Jiaojiao thought excitedly.

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Qin Yu kicked the pebbles on the road boredly, not in a good mood.

His tall back looked desolate.

Too cruel, they are all too cruel, each one of them has eight hundred evil intentions.

An honest person like him can't play with them at all. No, he was tricked and ended up here if he wasn't careful.

It happened that he was the unlucky guy who was deceived into accepting the investigation mission.

Whether this thing is done well or not, he can't get rid of it.

Not to mention that the food and accommodation here are not good.

Qin Yu recalled the first day he arrived here. The bed was made of several wooden boards, and the water for washing his face was only a small handful. It was only enough to soak a towel and wipe his face, and he had to wash his feet again.

When the governor here said this to him, he was shocked to death.

Suddenly I felt acid reflux in my stomach.

Don't they feel sick?

Not only that, but what’s even more terrifying is the food. There are only three types of food: high, medium and low.

Energy blocks, white bread and brown bread.

The energy block was already unpalatable, but Qin Yu had never felt so aggrieved to his stomach. As a result, the white bread was even more unpalatable.

He threw something that even a dog wouldn't eat, to the person behind him, and the person actually burst into tears of gratitude.

Qin Yu thought pitifully: He is so pitiful.

"Young Master Qin, you are going in the wrong direction. If you want to go to the wasteland, you have to go over there." Nanfang hunched over and said carefully with a shy face.

Qin Yu tugged at his clothes impatiently, "Don't you have better clothes for me to wear?"

"It makes my skin uncomfortable." Qin Yu raised his sleeves uncomfortably. Under the fabric was delicate and delicate skin, slightly red. It was obviously the mark of being rubbed out by inferior fabrics.

Nanfang was amazed, the eldest young master was indeed delicate and rich.

"This is already the best clothing we have here." Nanfang was embarrassed.

This is a costume specially worn by the consuls. The eldest young master still has to despise it. Nanfang only feels that he has opened his eyes.

Qin Yu was dissatisfied and could only be incompetent and furious. He didn't like everything he saw. He waved the person away like a fly and said, "Leave me alone for a while."

Qin Yu was very aggrieved. Unlucky things happened one after another, and even his clothes were insulted.

Is this fabric really meant for people to wear?

If he hadn't been packed and thrown here overnight by those evil brothers, he wouldn't have brought a change of clothes with him.

Even if they were avenging their personal vendettas, they didn't dare to realize it, so they just threw their own real people over to deal with it.

The more Qin Yu thought about it, the angrier he became. Crazy muffled thunder echoed out of thin air in the dark alley, and blue and white lightning flashes criss-crossed.

Sang Jiaojiao opened her small mouth slightly, like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, she could only say: wow!

The half foot that had just been stretched out from the shadow slowly retracted as if nothing had happened.

Under the cloak, Sang Jiaojiao was so troubled that she couldn't help but want to bite her fingernails.

Thunder and lightning...he is so powerful.

Sang Jiaojiao couldn't help but use her consciousness to fiddle with the lazy silkworm baby. The silkworm baby turned over and there was no more movement.

This time, Sang Jiaojiao was even more confused. The red lips holding her fingers were so beautiful and exuding the fragrance of corruption. It was a pity that no one could see her.

The extremely destructive lightning power destroyed the dark alley to a complete mess.

After venting, Qin Yu's depressed mood was relieved. Just as he was raising his legs to walk back, a timid squeak disturbed his calm mind.

I walked towards the sound and saw a dark group squatting behind the wall pillar at the corner.

"Who?" Qin Yu's face was cold, and his fingers like ice sculptures lifted a corner of the old robe.

For a moment, his mind went blank, and the next moment it seemed like fireworks exploded one after another, colorfully.

The girl in front of her was like a rabbit frightened by her natural enemies, soft and fragile, with a brittle glaze that made people feel pity for her.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, as if they were shrouded in pure sadness, and her eyes were full of water, which made him lose his soul with just one glance.
Chapter completed!