Bloody Mercenary: The Cruel Majesty Is Terrible

Chapter 382 I Just Want To Steal You (1)

For a beautiful boy, the magistrate always would rather kill the wrong than let him go.After hearing about the son of Yanshui Pavilion, many people felt that no one could match him.

"Itching? How much is itching? That's why you're not even afraid of death?"

Mu Ya has a great atmosphere.

Bold as hell.If this kind of person was normal, he would definitely cut him into pieces, he was simply daring.She even dared to tease him.I don't know whether to say ignorant or meaningless.

"Death under the peony flower, it is also romantic to be a ghost."

The magistrate has been in school for a few days, so he doesn't know anything, but at least he knows this sentence.It seems that as long as it's about romance, this son is a genius.

Jinghong was completely amused by these words, peony flowers are dead, and ghosts are also romantic.It's a pity that Mo Yao fell asleep.If I heard it, I don't know how much I would laugh.

Peony.

puff.

"I think the description of peony is very appropriate. Peony is the king of flowers, and it just suits your identity."

Jingqing also felt that Jinghong's words were not enough to hurt Mu Yafeng, so she followed along and nodded vigorously.Expressed his recognition of the prefect's talent.It's really great, the king of flowers, except for Mu Yafeng.Who else can be up to it?
"Hey, there is another beauty here. It seems that today, my son is very lucky."

Only then did the magistrate notice Jinghong sitting in the corner.

Bright eyes.

"This young master just lacks this type. If you want two of my young masters, you don't have to fight. Follow me, and you will be popular in the future, and you will drink spicy food. Apart from this young man, I also allow you to marry yourself. wife."

Look at how loose this condition is.

The magistrate only regarded Mu Yafeng and Jinghong as businessmen from other places.Rao is rich, but has no power after all.Entering this city of smoke is like a lamb entering the mouth of a tiger.

The poor magistrate still hasn't figured out who is the tiger and who is the lamb in this game.

"What if we don't say yes?"

Mu Yafeng suddenly became interested.

"It doesn't matter if you don't agree." The magistrate who looks like a pig waved his hand: "If you don't agree, I will grab it. In fact, I still hope that you don't agree. The taste of snatching is not voluntary. Comparison of."

After a long time, this person is still a pervert.

"Get out of my way!"

(End of this chapter)