Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

The officers and soldiers frowned and glanced at the smashed evil servants whose life and death were unknown.

Looking at the knives scattered around them, looking back and hearing Gu Nuo'er's cry, she directly believed Gu Nuo'er's words.

The officers and soldiers headed by waved their hands and said coldly: "Clean up the pit, and bring all the living ones back to the yamen for interrogation! In broad daylight, there is no kingly law to hurt people with a knife?"

Gu Nuoer was lying in Ye Siming's arms, sobbing slightly.

Out of the corner of her big eyes, she stared at the pothole.

Few were killed, most of them were seriously injured.

When one of the servants was taken away, he was still shouting: "You dare to touch us, do you know who our master is? The reputation of the rich businessman Ji Yongwang,

You are all over the capital to inquire! This is a person who even the minister of punishment has to give some thin noodles. We teach others for the old master and the young master. You dare to arrest us? ! "

The officers and soldiers dismissed it: "Let's go back to the prison, talk nonsense, and gag his mouth!"

These servants were taken away, and the rest of the dead were carried to Yizhuang.

When the middle-aged man was pulled up, his neck was broken by something.

The head droops directly on the neck.

Gu Nuo'er was hugged by Ye Siming before he looked carefully, and changed direction.

She fluttered her eyelashes, thinking of what she had just said.

Ji Yongwang?

Isn't that the super villain Daddy said!

Gu Nuo'er moved her eyes smartly and suddenly had some ideas.

After the officers and soldiers left, Duan Hanping looked at Gu Nuoer and breathed a sigh of relief: "Little girl, don't be afraid, this is the foot of the emperor, no matter who it is, you can't bully you casually!"

Gu Nuoer's little milky voice was quite emotional: "Uncle Duan, you are such a good person~"

"However, I know old Liutou, you two don't seem to be his children, right?"

Gu Nuo'er nodded her head, she took out her pocket and found two purple pearls that she usually used to play with beads.

Each piece is the size of a pinky finger.

The little guy handed it to Duan Hanping: "One for you, one for your uncle to pass to this uncle Liu!

In a panic, he entered his house, but he did not expect a big hole, which caused his house to be destroyed! This pearl should be worth some money, let him change to a better house! "

"This?!" Although Duan Hanping doesn't understand pearls, he also knows the color, this is not cheap!

This little girl took out two beads casually, as if she was talking and playing!

However, this bead tops the cost of five years for ordinary people!

He finally understood that the Bodhisattva did not lie to him.

This is a rich person!

Duan Hanping hurriedly waved his hand: "I can help you transfer the old Liu head, but you really don't have to give it to me, I can't help you. Little girl, take it back!"

Gu Nuoer refused: "Uncle Duan, don't refuse, because you brought the officers and soldiers in time to help me and my brother, you can use the horn!"

The little guy blinked: "We may have a chance to meet in the future~"

After that, Gu Nuoer hugged Ye Siming's neck and pointed with her little hand: "Brother Siming, run!"

Ye Siming moved subconsciously, Duan Hanping chased a few steps, but he had already run out of the alley.

So fast.

On the street, Ye Siming stopped and bared his teeth in dissatisfaction: "Why should I listen to you?"

Gu Nuo'er didn't take it seriously, her little head was dangling, and she seemed to be in a good mood: "If you don't listen, you've already listened to it!"

She stretched out her little hand and touched Ye Siming's forehead.

"Good boy, Brother Siming!"