Xiao Ying was blood-red and full of melon juice. She drilled out of the watermelon pile. She was eager to find someone who was laughing. She saw that besides the peddler and herself, there was one other person on the spot, and that was the little one who had snatched the silver ingot. Beggar.
Xiao Biaohua covered his mouth with his hand, smiled and bent over, and laughed out the tears, but made no sound. The crisp and sweet laughter of the woman before, was nowhere to look for it.
After a while, the little beg Hua narrowed his smile, let go of his covered mouth, and gloated: "Chang Mao, you are miserable this time. Don't you want other people's things for nothing? You smashed these many watermelons. , Enough for you to lose. Hehe!"
Xiao Ying watched the smiley face of the little beggar. She expected that the chicken leg was hanging in the air before, and she fell and crashed the pile of watermelons. All of this was his prank. She pointed at him and said angrily: "Okay, it turns out that you are the one who made trouble. Ghost!"
Little Beggar Hua didn't deny it, and said, "Hey, I gave you chicken thighs for nothing, but you refused; I didn't give you watermelon, but now you have eaten so much."
After finishing talking, she pointed to Xiao Ying sideways and smiled to the hawker: "This man is so poor that he loves to eat for nothing. You can sell a lot of watermelons like you for more than ten taels, right? There is no money to buy steamed buns. Don’t catch him quickly. This man loves oiling the soles of his feet. If he slips away, you will lose a lot!"
Take a good pile of watermelons, give Xiao Yingruo a big body, rush up, or press under her, or roll around, destroying everything. At this moment, the whole place is full of red melon juice. Hearing what Xiao Biaohua said, he pointed to Xiao Ying angrily and said, "Smelly beggar, pay me the money for the watermelon, or I will take you to see the official!"
There was no half of the copper plate on Xiao Ying's body.
Seeing Xiao Ying's embarrassment, the little barker smiled with joy, adding fuel and jealousy to the side: "Yeah, yes, catch him to see the official, and see if he will dare to eat for nothing in the future!"
After hearing this, Xiao Ying couldn't help but burst into flames, thinking: "It's obviously that you've been scornful, and it doesn't count if you make fun of people. Now you are going to sneer again. This is unreasonable! Unreasonable!"
He gave Xiao Biaohua a fierce look, and when he was about to get angry at him, he felt that the other party was weak and younger than himself. It shouldn't be a big bully. What's more, the young man's character is more playful than teasing. In addition, the other person is the same as himself, alone and helpless, and then he becomes a beggar. Although he is not a beggar, but this dress is worse than a beggar. The watermelon was indeed damaged by his own body, and he would see the official when he saw the official. With so many watermelons, he can't afford to be such a stray beggar.
Think about it again that I had decided not to beg someone for something. Today I was hungry and thirsty, so I planned to ask for a watermelon to quench my thirst. The first time the beggar failed, he would lose money instead. All kinds of emotions lingered in his heart, he couldn't help being funny and angry, standing on the spot for a while, not crying or laughing.
The hawker was short in stature, and his mouth was so real that Xiao Ying couldn't put himself in the face.
Xiao Ying really couldn't hold back the hawker, and didn't want to bother with him, so she said, "I have no money, and you won't let it go. It is useless to stay in a stalemate. I will go to see the official with you. I want to kill or kill. Regardless of the government, what do you think?"
Hearing what he said, the hawker was speechless, and was speechless for a while.
His heart is brighter than anyone else. When he arrives in the government, the other party has no money, so he will be imprisoned for a few days at most. Not only can the lost watermelon be unable to find the owner of the money, but he also has to spend money to ask someone to write a testimony. The time will be delayed. A lot. At that time, the lawsuit was won, and the other party couldn't get the compensation. Instead, he had to post money in.
Left and right is not the answer, the hawker suddenly fell on the ground and cried loudly: "My watermelon... Our family is counting on you to make ends meet all the year round. It is not good for you to be in the hands of this beggar. , You are going to starve our family to death..."
Weeping to the point of sadness, she stood up quickly, slapped her right hand on the ground, grabbed a pole, full of anger, and rushed forward to fight Xiao Ying desperately.
Seeing that the other party's shoulder was emptied, Xiao Ying slapped her head over her face, thinking that the other party was a poor man. This pile of watermelons must have been his livelihood for a year, and he couldn't afford to pay him now, so she had to let him hit her body a few times to relieve her anger. When he was about to tilt his head slightly, there was a muffled sound, and the head of the shoulder pole was firmly hit on the shoulder blades.
The peddler only thought Xiao Ying could not escape, and then he ate it, and a pole made him smooth, and he greeted Xiao Ying ruthlessly. Xiao Ying also only avoided key parts to prevent the opponent from beating, and reluctantly let him beat him in other places.
All of a sudden, there was a constant crackling on the spot. The pedestrians on the street saw a little beggar being beaten, and they all stopped and watched. Seeing him not only could not fight back, but also refused to escape, they felt sympathy for him.
There was a middle-aged strong man who couldn't see it, and shouted for the hawker to stop. The hawker didn't listen to him. While cursing Xiao Ying for breaking the watermelon, he just greeted him with a pole.
The audience gradually understood the cause of the incident from the hawker's scolding. A middle-aged man dressed in a Chinese suit pulled away from the crowd and walked in. He took out his own money and said, "Little brother who sells melons. , You take these twenty taels of silver. This beggar can’t fight back or run away when he is dead. He must be a pure-hearted person. If you beat him to death like this, the government will take him to justice, and you have to take it yourself. Life!"
The hawker saw that someone was willing to pay for Xiao Ying's money, and the family's livelihood was settled, and his anger disappeared, and he threw the pole on the ground. You are so kind to lose money!"
Before he finished his words, the hawker only felt his eyes dizzy, and the silver pair in front of him was no longer in the hands of the man in Chinese clothes. When I turned my head to look, I saw the little beggar who was supporting me before, holding the silver two in his hand, his face was extremely unhappy and said to the man in Chinese clothes: "You are nosy, so I'll give you something to eat!"
After speaking with a sneer, right hand raised, a flying knife with the big finger, shining white light in the daylight, flew quickly and incoherently towards the man in Chinese clothes.
Xiao Ying's internal skills are profound and her eyes are sharp. When the flying knife fights out of the hand of a beggar, he has already flown forward. The flying bird preys in the air, gently and skillfully sandwiching the flying knife between his fingers. With this move, he flew and received the sword, not only with agility, but also with an elegant posture.
The people on the spot were dumbfounded, standing there with their mouths open, and they forgot to applaud. No one could believe that Xiao Ying, a little beggar, couldn't fight back. It turned out that martial arts was so good, and they all admired it in my heart!
Seeing Xiao Ying's ease with the flying knives, the little beggar Huan took his flying knives without any surprise on his face. With a slight smile, his right hand shook, and the silver flying knives shot out towards Xiao Ying. A full seventeen were sent, all of which were taken by Xiao Ying and thrown to the ground.
Xiao Ying picked up the flying knife and swam in front of him. The figure shook, causing the little call to become dizzy. Only then did he point out the acupuncture point on his back.
Xiao Ying stood on the ground, staring at the little beggar who was lying on the ground and cursed: "You are not vicious, and people kindly pay for the money. What is it that disturbs you, but you want your life?"
The little beggar still looked like a hippie smile, and said, "I kill whoever I like to kill. Can you control it?"
Xiao Ying said: "Of course I can't care about you, but I only need to kill you, and you will naturally not kill people again!"
Xiao Biaohua converged his smile, staring at Xiao Ying, with an expression on his face that seemed to be angry, and said, "Then please do it!"
Xiao Ying was both true and false, half-joking and half-truth, and she couldn't figure out his thoughts. She wondered if he was joking with herself, or was he really a bad person? What does he want to do? Isn't it sloppy to kill him in such a muddle-headed way
Hesitating in his heart, Xiao Hua said, "Aren't you willing to kill me? Hey, if you don't kill me, after letting me go, I will kill them all!"
When he spoke, his eyes followed the people around and glanced around. Obviously, what he meant was to kill all the onlookers.
Xiao Ying couldn't figure out what the kidhua had made in his mind, and said, "What on earth do you want to do?"
The little cried said: "Don't do anything, I kill when I want to kill, I don't kill when I don't want to kill!"
Xiao Ying was slightly angry in her heart, and her right hand came out quickly, pinching Xiao Beghua's neck, slowly tightening her fingers, and threateningly said: "You forced me to kill you. No wonder others didn't give you a way out!"
Xiao Biaohua closed his eyes and said, "Come on!" He looked like he was dead calmly.
Xiao Ying felt that the other's neck was as black as his face, but it was extremely small and extremely soft. When I was returning to Heshanzhuang, I was a savior that night and mistaken Su Wanqing for the four stars of "Fu Lu Shou Xi". In a panic, besides tapping acupuncture points and covering her lips, she also pinched her neck. The neck of the little beggar in front of him is the same as that of Su Wanqing, slender and smooth, only the skin color is different, Su Wanqing’s white and soft, this little beggar’s oily black and shiny, like a pot smoke mixed with oil. Spread the juice on top.
Holding the neck that Xiao Ying could hold, Xiao Ying's heart suddenly softened, and slightly relaxed, "What are you going to do to not kill them?"
Xiao Biaohua opened his eyes and smiled: "If you listen to me, I won't kill!"
Xiao Ying snorted coldly, "Why do you want me to listen to you?"
The little scream said: "Well, your martial arts are strong, I can't beat you, so I have to let you take one step. Then, if you accompany me for a meal, we will shake hands and make peace."
Xiao Ying said coldly: "Wandering around, so you want me to invite you to dinner? I'm hungry, but I don't have money to buy you food!"
The little yelled Huabai gave Xiao Ying a look and said, "Who wants you to spend money! Quickly untie the acupuncture points, I have been with you for a long time, and I am hungry."
Xiao Ying hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his fingers to unlock his acupuncture points.
The nickname stood up and took Xiao Ying's hand, pulled away the crowd, and was going to eat, but Xiao Ying yelled "Ah yo".