Herbs Female Physician

Chapter 84: The Disaster of Destruction (1)

Seeing that the old lady refused to accept her, Tang Ling was thinking about what to do when she noticed a group of little beggars squatting in the corner from the corner of her eye. Their pitiful appearances brought back unpleasant childhood memories of her childhood, so she said to the old lady: "This way Come on, I bought all your leftover steamed buns! You help me distribute them!" She pointed to the group of little beggars in the corner, and continued: "If you think this gold is still too much, then trouble Give them a few steamed buns every day!" After speaking, he stuffed the gold into the old woman's hand, grabbed three steamed buns and ran away.

After running for a while, Tang Ling stopped when she saw that the old lady did not catch up, and was about to put the purse in her arms, when a sudden big hand snatched her purse away.

She yelled 'ah', and when she looked up, she saw an uncle rushing through the crowd in a panic. She hurried after him, shouting: "Stop, don't run—"

The crowd on the street was crowded, Tang Ling was small and nimble, and quickly shuttled through the crowd, and soon caught up with the sweaty uncle. She was about to grab the purse back, but the uncle was anxious, and suddenly grabbed her He grabbed his collar and said loudly: "You damn thief, I finally caught you! How dare you steal from me, see if I don't beat you to death!"

Tang Ling was slightly startled, but also anxious, "You are talking nonsense, you are the thief who stole my purse, you are the thief, please return the purse to me..." She struggled hard.

The number of onlookers quickly increased, and the uncle began to feel guilty, and the sweat on his forehead was breaking out.

"Shut up!" He said hurriedly, raised his right hand, and slapped it down heavily.

With a 'snap', a complete palm print was clearly printed on Tang Ling's left cheek, which immediately became red and swollen.

Tang Ling covered her left face, clenched her teeth and tried to resist the burning pain on her face, struggling desperately and shouting: "You bastard, you don't admit to stealing my things, and you beat people, you bastard... let me go ...give me back my purse..."

"You, shut up, you are the one who stole my purse, and you still dare to argue? See how I deal with you today!" He said, raised his hand again, and shook it down vigorously——

Right here, a strange hand grabbed the uncle's wrist.

"How can you be so rude to a little girl!" A slightly angry voice said seriously.

(End of this chapter)