Your Majesty, the Empress is on the battlefield again!

Chapter 221 Are you really going to die?

Hearing this, the vendor with a kitchen knife smirked and stretched out his hand to grab the man by the collar: "If you don't hand over the things, don't blame me for a search!"

After Si Luo finished eating the meat skewers in his hand, he silently took out the meat pie, stood aside and continued to chew, watching the show with relish.

As for how this guy appeared here.

She didn't even think about it.

Being dragged away with one hand by a strong trader, the man has an aggrieved expression, which is full of drama.

"Ah~ benefactor~ benefactor~ are you really planning to watch other people destroy flowers with their own hands and do nothing to save them?"

"Anyway, that night, we also had a good memory~"

Because the voice of the man's yelling was too loud, more and more people came to watch after hearing the news.

Many people were attracted by this farce, and even noticed Si Luo because of the guy yelling, and looked at her very strangely.

Si Luo noticed the eyes around her, her face froze, and she gave the guy a cold look. After she took a bite of the meatloaf, she lowered her head and turned to leave here, not wanting to be ashamed with this guy.

Gee.

Is this person mentally ill?Or did he deliberately want to drag her into the water?

Whatever the reason.

She didn't want to cause unnecessary attention from some people here because of this guy, and ruin a big deal.

See Si Luo turned and left here.

The man stopped yelling.

He suddenly stretched out his hand to grab back, and grabbed the merchant's wrist tightly clutching his collar with incomparable precision, then turned his head, and uttered two words with a half-smile.

"let go."

Hearing this, the peddler put the kitchen knife on his neck again, squinting his eyes slightly: "Boy, if you don't hand over the things, I won't let go. Say! Where are you hiding?"

The man smiled and said: "Brother, if you don't let go, don't blame my subordinates for being merciless. I'm a human being, and if I accidentally pinch your hand, you can't blame me!"

The merchant was amused by his words: "The person holding the knife is Lao Tzu, you are a fish on an iron plate now, why threaten Lao Tzu? Hahahaha..."

The man smiled, and didn't say any more, but suddenly tightened the strength in his hand, squeezing the vendor's hand until it creaked.

The merchant's smiling face suddenly collapsed, and his face instantly turned pale. He waved the knife in his hand at the man in a panic, but the man directly slapped it off.

"Ah, let go... let go!"

The man didn't continue to make things difficult, and let go of the vendor directly.

The vendor's hand was shaking with pain, and he couldn't move anymore.

He gritted his teeth and covered his injured hand, staring at the man with anger in his eyes.

Man: "I warned you with good intentions, but you didn't listen. This person has to afford to lose in business. It's really embarrassing for a stall vendor like you who doesn't understand treasures and rules. It’s suitable for this line of work, so I’d better go home as soon as possible.”

The merchant said in a dark and cruel voice: "You boy, wait for me, don't leave Qinnan City if you have the guts!"

The man was slightly startled, and a successful smile flashed across his eyes: "Okay, I'll wait!"

the other side.

Si Luo thought that she had completely got rid of that scammer. After eating the cake, she continued to the next food stall.

I saw an old man driving a charcoal fire, and on the rows of charcoal-burned iron wires, several bunches of huge red fruits were very eye-catching.

Si Luo leaned over curiously and asked, "Boss, what is this red fruit of yours? It's so strange that you fry it with fire?"

(End of this chapter)