Abandoned woman from the farm gate: the first-class wife of the wolf king

Chapter 134 The Black Faced Boy
It's hard to hit four hands with one punch, not to mention a group of men watching eagerly.

Tian Mi tensed her body, and turned her head to Wu Xiulan's ear who was still in a dazed state:

"Auntie, protect the children."

She's going to fight them.

Yinzi doesn't work, so we can only rely on force to find a way out.

Suddenly hearing the word "child", Wu Xiulan regained consciousness in an instant.

She glanced at the other side nervously and terrified.

Barely stand up straight, take two steps back, and stretch out your hands.

Hold them tightly in your arms like an old chicken guarding its chicks.

Tian Mi clenched her fists with both hands, and twisted the aching neck that was leaned against by her aunt.

He raised his eyebrows at the leader:

"Brother, let's single out."

If all these people go together, they can beat her into meat paste.

The stick was as thick as her arm.

At first glance, these people are all experienced thugs.

After much deliberation, it is better to be careful.

Tian Mi thought of the saying that the king is the first to capture the thief.

Once the leader is caught, everything else is easy.

Having made up her mind, Tian Mi decided to strike first.

As soon as he stretched out his hand to form a fist, he saw the opposite person fell to the ground with a plop, as if he had been hit by cartilage.

Tian Mi's eyes widened in surprise.

Retracting his fist in disbelief, he looked down carefully.

After looking at it for a while, I didn't see anything special.

Is it...

She suddenly thought of the red fruit she ate in the mountains.

How can it be?

Tian Mi firmly refused to believe it.

Let me first explain what matters at the moment.

Regardless of 21, Tian Mi walked up to the leader, squatted down, and moved her hands together.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she searched the leader from the upper body to the lower body.

Got nothing.

Tian Mi didn't believe that the leader didn't have his aunt's contract of prostitution on him.

Just about to search for the man's indescribable place, a strange male voice suddenly sounded like a cold pool:
"let me!"

Tian Mi paused as she stretched out her hand, stood up, and turned her head quickly.

Make sure you don't know him again.

In doubt, the dark-faced boy had come to Tian Mi's side.

"A girl, do you know how to write shame?

Do you want to show some face? "

Tian Mi was baffled, and just wanted to talk to him about it.

The boy crouched down, raised his head, and looked at Tian Mi coldly.

Tian Mi got angry, pointed at the leader on the ground, and said in a bad tone:
"Search."

"Turn around."

Slowly spit out four words from his thin lips.

When Tian Mi thought about it, she was right.

Turn around obediently.

The corners of the teenager's lips were slightly raised.

"Do you know who I am?
How dare you plot against me. "

The leader didn't expect to capsize in the gutter today.

And the other party is a girl of twelve or thirteen years old and a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Master Zhi, if you are sensible, hand over the deed of prostitution obediently."

The boy's voice is as clear and mellow as fine rice wine, listening to him is a kind of enjoyment.

While Tian Mi enjoyed it, she was always on guard.

In her memory, she didn't know this black-faced boy at all.

The face with black knees and knees is the reincarnation of Bao Gong.

The difference is that the moon symbol on Bao Gong's forehead is missing.

I don't know if this person was born dark or poisoned.

From the looks of it, he moved swiftly and didn't look like a sign of poisoning at all.

Tian Mi was thinking wildly, and the young man had already handed over the deed of sale.

Tian Mi blinked, looked at him in confusion, and didn't reach out to take it.

"Don't you want to sell your body?

It's in front of you now, why don't you pick it up? "

For the sake of his help, Tian Mi quickly accepted the contract of sale.

After reading it carefully, I was sure it was after the word Wu Xiulan.

The movement is smooth and folded away.

He took out another one hundred and fifty taels of silver from his arms and put it in the leader's hand.

"Brother, 100 taels is my aunt's contract, and 50 taels is for me to invite my elder brother and his brothers to drink."

The black-faced boy looked at her with raised eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)