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Chapter 42 Killing
I don't know who saw this scene first, and screamed: "Killer!"

The Crimson Building was in chaos, the wooden barrel was overturned by the crowd, and the two crickets ran wildly, Jing Yueli hurriedly called Xue Lian over: "Quick, Xue Lian, catch Xiao Ming, don't let anyone step on him!" died!"

"Yes!" Xue Lian wiped the blood off her face, and didn't have time to worry about Hua Ya.

Wang Yuanwai was also shouting: "Hurry up, Ahuang and Aqiang, catch Xiaohong for me, don't make any mistakes, I bought it with a lot of money!"

Everyone rushed to catch crickets, Hua Ya found out that she had gotten into a catastrophe, and hurriedly followed the flow of people out of Fei Se Lou.

Outside the building is still a noisy and bustling night scene, Jing Yueli manages Yuyang City in an orderly manner, it is simply a peaceful and prosperous age of singing and dancing.

Hua Ya walked towards Shuiyuezhuang, and said angrily: "Little Lan, didn't I warn you not to have nosebleeds! Not only did you not listen to me, but you dared to spray nosebleeds on the captain's face, don't you think so?" Let the captain cut me into pieces!"

Xiaolan knew that he was wrong, so he didn't quibble, he just said aggrievedly: "Then, that person can't help it..."

"You are a knife, not a man, why can't you help it! Are the eight beauties in my yard not enough for you to see, but you want to come to the brothel to shame yourself!"

The more Hua Ya talked, the angrier she became, Xiao Lan was ashamed of herself, but she even wanted to embarrass her along with her.

Tolerable or unbearable!
"Besides you, there is only one woman in the yard..." Xiaolan said timidly.

The little red flower sisters look exactly alike, let alone eight, even if there are eighty or eight hundred, in Xiaolan's eyes, they are still one.

"Hey, have you learned how to be stubborn?" Hua Ya's voice suddenly rose, Xiaolan didn't dare to say anything, and retracted into Hua Ya's tailbone again.

Hua Ya showed her token and strode into Shuiyuezhuang. Not long after, Jingyue and Xuelian also came back.

Unlike when she went out, Xuelian was holding two small pocket wooden barrels, while Jingyue looked in a good mood.

Speaking of which, I should thank that little brother, if it weren't for him, Jingyue would not have found Wang Yuanwai's Xiaohong after catching Xiaoming.

Tomorrow he will redress Xiaohong, sell it to the cricket market, and earn another sum of money from gambling.

(End of this chapter)