Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

The little girl who was originally pink, cute and adorable, looked a bit evil because of the blood stains on her mouth, which made her scalp numb.

And the mother's mouth was also stained with blood. Although there were not as many as the little girl, she could still clearly see that she was unusually coquettish, as if she was more dazzling than lipstick.

The two of them finished the four steamed buns, drank the rice porridge, wiped their mouths with the paper, and left.

There were red blood stains on the paper, and the paper was stained so that the whole paper turned into a coquettish red, making the scalp numb.

More than that, the mother and daughter seemed to have not seen Su Yan and the others, and walked completely alone. Even if they hit Qiao Mai, they didn't seem to hit them.

At this time, the sky was very white, and there were pedestrians one after another on the street, and several groups of people came to buy buns.

"Fang Wang, here are ten buns!"

"Wang big fat, five buns!"

"Fang Wang, don't sleep with your wife, come ten buns!"

...

The bun shop suddenly became lively. Many people just bought and left instead of eating here. Only a few people made porridge by themselves and waited for the buns to be served.

The old man was so busy all of a sudden, everyone went to the steamer to get it by themselves, but the money was still given.

The folks here are simple, almost everyone knows each other, there is nothing to do without closing the door at night, the police station in the town has not been in for several years.

"Wang Dafang hasn't gotten up yet?"

"Married a beautiful daughter-in-law, it's still inseparable after more than ten years."

"Envy, Wang Dafang had married such a beautiful daughter-in-law in his last life."

...

Su Yan and the others were watching all this with cold eyes. He can almost confirm that this matter is not easy, and this old man is not easy.

"Uncle Wang, bring me two steamed buns."

"I also want."

"The buns are good today, there are so many brown sugars."

Suddenly, many people rushed to ask for steamed buns, regardless of whether the steamed buns were blood instead of brown sugar, they were still eating them with relish.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Mai was so uncomfortable that there was a cold sweat on his forehead. He was eating with such relish just now, but it was not sweet, but bloody.

Jiang Chao and the others felt a bit cold on their backs, and they even doubted their eyes. How could this be possible? Can't these people see that it is a human blood bun.

"Boss, this... won't it be our eyes."

Jiang Chao also rubbed his eyes, but there was still no change in what he could see, and there was an endless stream of people who came to buy buns and steamed buns.

Su Yan looked very cold, staring at the old man, this old man was very strange, but why can't he find out that he has the slightest spiritual power.

Is it really a mistake, the illusion appeared in the chaos?

Su Yan blinked and his mind stabilized. He couldn't read it wrong, and Jiang Chao and others couldn't read it wrong. All these people have problems!

"No, we read it right."

Hearing Su Yan's words, Jiang Chao and the others didn't feel at ease in their hearts, but were even more shocked.

Wenwen and Lili had already hugged Jiang Chao and Wang Lihong tightly at this moment, so scared that they didn't dare to speak at all, there was only a heartbeat.

But after a while, the steamed buns were sold out. Today's business is exceptionally good, because today is not a weekend. Everyone got up early and had to go to school or work.

The old man covered the steamer and planned to walk in. At this moment, seeing Su Yan and the others shook his head.

"You haven't left yet?"

The old man was also completely disgusted with Qiao Mai, and he was salivating just now, but now it is a big turn.

Instead of leaving, Su Yan walked towards the house, which made the old man very angry.

"Human blood steamed buns, don't you just want to get the money back, just give it to you, hurry up!"

The old man threw the money directly to Qiao Mai, disgusted with Qiao Mai, even with a look of anger.

However, Yuwen Xiongba was walking towards the old man at this moment and grabbed his arm.

"It's not about money."

The old man's complexion changed, and his whole body was trembling, as if he was about to touch porcelain.

But Yuwen Xiongba was not afraid at all, this was indicated by Su Yan, and he could do it boldly.

"You...what are you doing?!"

The old man's face was uneasy, a little scared, because Yu Wen Xiongba stared at him, his face was not good.

"What are you doing, you know better than me."

"They all ate well, as long as you think there is a problem, you are deliberately finding fault."

"Find the fault, I don't think so."

Su Yan looked at the old man with a cold expression on his face, and his eyes showed deep meaning.

The old man changed his color on the spot, showing a sense of horror. He was obviously frightened.

"Let's talk about it, I might be able to disturb your life."

"What are you talking about, I don't know anything."

"How did this man's blood buns come from!"

Su Yan roared, her voice trembled, and the pedestrians on the street were taken aback. They left everywhere without anyone watching the excitement.

"There is no human blood bun, you must be framing it."

"Fame!"

Yuwen Xiongba's face became cold, and he picked up Qiao Mai's steamed bun which was still on the ground.

Yuwen Xiongba glared at the old man, and said, "Is this a false accusation?!"

"This, this is just brown sugar."

The old man looked innocent and shivered constantly.

"Shit brown sugar, you think my eyes are as blind as those people."

Qiao Mai also walked over at the moment, looking at the old man and said: "Shit brown sugar, I have eaten it, there is no sweetness at all, it is all bloody!"

Qiao Mai's eyes were full of anger, and he wished to blast the old man with a few punches to teach him a lesson.

But Qiao Mai still didn't do anything. He looked at the old man's panicked and terrified expression and was a little shaken. It was Uncle Wang.

"Keep your dog eyes open, is this brown sugar!"

Yuwen Xiongba placed the bun in front of the old man, feeling lingering.

The old man finally slumped, his face blank.

"Say it."

Su Yan knew that this person's psychological line of defense had broken down, and he would definitely be recruited now. Of course, he just treated it as an ordinary thing, and didn't take it to heart.

"Accident, this is just an accident."

The old man was annoyed and regretful.

"What's the accident?"

"Isn't my big fat guy not coming out? Just because I cut it, there are blood stains on the buns."

"So simple?"

The old man's words are full of loopholes. There is so much blood that can be cut to his hand, and why it doesn't freeze, it is impossible to justify it.

"It's really an accident. Many of these are brown sugar. There may be a small amount of blood. How can the blood not coagulate."

Su Yan sneered and looked at the old man and said, "Tell me a lie, the consequences are usually miserable."