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Chapter 410 Selling Melon Seed Cola in the Front Row

Liuliu helped the young woman lying on the pile of thatched trees up and handed the bowl in her hand to her mouth.

The bowl looked just clear water, but the woman closed her lips tightly, her eyes were full of fear, and her face trembled, as if she was about to drink a bowl of Mengpo soup. However, except for the change in expression, the woman didn't know what was going on, and she was limp and unable to move.

Liu Liu turned a blind eye to the woman's horror expression, pinched the woman's jaw, pressed her mouth open, and steadily poured a drop of water from the bowl into her mouth.

"Drink, drink... After drinking, have a good sleep, and you will feel much more comfortable when you wake up tomorrow." Liu Liu lowered his eyelids and comforted the woman as if he was chanting scriptures.

clang!

Hearing the sound of the door lock behind him being disconnected, Liu Liu's movements slowed down. Before she could take the next move, a voice came from outside the door: "Little lady, come with us."

Walk?

Liu Liu muttered in his heart that he had not finished all the goods tonight, where would he go? What's more, everyone in Shadow Villa knows her identity, and no one has ever called her "wife".

Not sure, not dare.

After a change of thought, Liu Liu probably guessed that the trouble came to the door. Although he didn't know how this person sneaked in, his purpose was very obvious - to save the suffering.

I don’t know how many people came, and Liuliu didn’t dare to act rashly. It seemed that the other party also regarded her as a member of the Butterfly Valley. He simply followed the other party’s thoughts and squeezed out a few tears in his eyes. Chuchu turned around pitifully and said, “But…but this sister is inconvenient to move, I…I can’t abandon her!!”

Liu Liu turned around and saw a blond masked woman holding two scimitars in both hands. Her curiosity became even heavier.

A Gentile woman can speak such good words in the Central Plains, not like she came to the Central Plains after she grew up, but more like she grew up here since she was a child, obviously she was trained to adulthood by some kind of tissue.

But those two scimitars contradict this idea. This weapon is rarely seen in Central Plains martial arts, and the style is also a decoration that the foreigners like.

Of course, the biggest problem is which organization is so boring that it goes to a place like a shadow base that outsiders don’t know about doing good things?

The blonde masked woman, Ming You, put away her swords, stepped forward and pulled Liuliu, and asked, "You are not injured or have you hidden illness, are you?"

Liuliu shook his head.

"Okay." Ming You nodded, "I was worried that the Tang family would not discover the matter in this place in a short period of time, but we should still move faster and send away those who are motivated first. As for these sisters with limited mobility, we will arrange for people to come and rescue them later."

"Oh." Liuliu responded blankly.

The woman lying on the bed wanted to shout out loudly and wanted to tell the truth very much. Unfortunately, no matter what she said, it turned into a ummy and humming sound.

Ming You frowned, turned around and walked to the pile of thatched trees and squatted down, pulled the woman's hand, patted the back of her hand, and said softly: "Don't worry, someone will come to save you soon. Wait a little longer, you can all get out of this demon cave."

After saying that, Mingyou left without looking back...

She is an evil ghost!!

Unfortunately, no one can hear it...

...

"Let me down! Let me down! Let me down!"

"Okay, okay, don't kick me! If I kick it, my bones will be broken!!"

Even after several heavy punches, Shield Break still waited to stand firm before putting Qing Ling'er down, leaned against the wall and sat on the ground, covering her chest, and said uncomfortable: "Brother Xiaoqing, what kind of martial arts you have practiced, I haven't seen your luck. The force on the fist is so heavy."

Qing Ling'er tidied her hair and pouted, "I didn't say that I haven't practiced martial arts. It's uncle, you can't help but beat me. I haven't tried hard yet~"

Shield crack was checking whether there were any traces of his bones. When he heard Qing Ling'er's comment, he was amused and crying: "I don't think I'm too weak, but with your strength, there are probably few people I know who can take you to attack with all your strength."

"Brother Thirteen is fine. I hit him around that day and broke a lot of things, but he didn't seem to have any problems... it was broken! Brother Thirteen told me that after setting off the fireworks, I would wait for him in place!"

...

"It's weird... Where did Xiaoqing's broken child go... Didn't he let him wait for me in the same place?"

At this time, Shisan happened to think of Qing Ling'er. Boss Ye handed over the person to him and didn't take the person back intact, he might have lost his permanent meal ticket. Perhaps even Lingyu Mahjong Hall and Fei Yao's clinic.

The chain store is so scary...

Now Thirteen didn't dare to run around anymore. He estimated the location. The flying fox fireworks were probably sent out from here. When he came over, he only saw the internal struggles of the Tang family. After a little judgment, he probably guessed that Qing Ling'er had just seen this group of people and hid somewhere else.

The most taboo thing about this kind of thing is to run around everywhere. It would be better to come and wait for the rabbit. Maybe Qing Ling'er will run back after a while. Therefore, Thirteenth has the leisure to watch the two brothers in the Tang family fight and chat.

Li Zi's sword-browed eyebrows stood upside down and shouted, "Why did you bring Xiaoqing too? He is still a child!"

"Aren't you a child too? Why are you running over?" Shisan muttered, then waved his hand immediately, and opened the topic, "I won't talk about you and Xiaoqing for now, are you reliable and so bandits reliable? Can they find a place?"

"Of course!" When talking about his subordinates, Lizi held her little head up and said proudly, "They have been trained by me in a targeted manner, and they are all good at jungle combat, lurking, and sneak attacks."

I want to follow the boss, but the boss has to hide it secretly. It is not appropriate to follow a group of people behind me. Lizi made up an excuse that "the food in the copycat is almost gone, so I will go find some food tonight and destroy it by the way."

This excuse is neither good nor bad, but it is exactly what the bandits think.

In order to avoid being exposed as much as possible, they dare not go out to hunt, so as not to leave too many traces and make people find their homes.

Of course, this is also a request made by Lizi.

The price of safety is hungry!

The bandits haven't met the Oil Star for half a month. When they heard that King Lizi wanted to take them to make food, they could also do something to destroy and relieve boredom. That's not just running around or running west.

"Don't worry about them, I've given instructions. When encountering danger, everything is to save your life." Lizi put her eyes back in the center of the venue, "The key is - what are we going to do now?"

"Is that too much? When the two of them fight to the point of losing both sides, we will go down and get a bargain." Thirteen took out a handful of dried fruit from his arms and handed it to Lizi, "Do you want to eat it?"

Lizi shook her head in disgust: "No need, thank you."

“It’s fresh.”

No matter how he said that, Thirteen took his hand back, nibbled off the flesh, pinched the core in his hand, and ejected it towards Tang Ying.

Today is aching knee, which is hard to describe. I just think that it is not suitable for Jio to be placed anywhere, and it seems to be taken off...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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