Elf husband has a set

"What should we do? Xiaoqing, you girls, hide quickly." The aunt pulled Xiaoqing and Xia Nu and pushed them into the back room.

"Auntie, it's okay, don't be afraid." Xiaoqing tried her best to smile and comforted the aunt in front of her, whose hands and feet were shaking with fear.

The big man who was knocking on the door more and more urgently answered the cousin's words: "Come on, come on." He took a few steps quickly and ran to open the door.

When I walked to the door, I heard a loud bang from the door.

It seemed that someone outside the door was very impatient and kicked him hard.

Le Ke looked back at everyone and signaled: I really want to open the door.

The wooden door opened with a creak.

Two big men pushed Le Ke who opened the door, cursing: "Are you hens? Have you laid eggs? Why did it take so long to open the door? How are you preparing for this month's offerings?"

Several strong men walked into the courtyard and saw Kasumi and the others.

The leader, a man with a scar between his eyebrows, raised his neck and saw Xia Nu.

All of a sudden his angry face seemed to come into his eyes: "Hey, dear, there is a beauty here. Give these two girls to me, and I can exempt you from this month's offerings! How about it?"

"No, this won't work." Le Ke shook his head and waved his hands, and stood in front of the man with the scar between his eyebrows. He nodded and bowed and explained: "This is my cousin. She is still too young. She will definitely not be able to catch your eyes, Lord Long."

The man ignored Le Ke and took big steps, walking around Xiao Qing and Xia Nu, rubbing his hands from time to time, as if a gold digger had found a piece of gold in the sand, and his eyes were filled with excitement. Surprise.

"In this world, we can still see these beauties who are useless! Except for our beautiful sister, I have never seen them before." As he spoke, he unconsciously raised his hand to touch Xia Nu's smooth face.

But just as he stretched out his hand, Li Xiu's body blocked his sight.

He gently raised his hand to catch his arm in mid-air.

The man looked at Lixiu's slightly childish face, and a trace of displeasure flashed across his face.

Stiffly, he retracted his arm in mid-air.

He smiled coquettishly: "Looking at me, is there a flower protector here?"

He turned around and asked, "Leke, please take out your offerings? Don't keep me waiting."

Le Ke smiled and nodded, so happy that he didn't mention the matter in front of him.

"This month, we only have a dozen eggs." Le Ke looked up and saw the displeasure on Master Long's face, and quickly explained:

"We didn't dare to eat one. The chickens couldn't find food. It took two or three days to lay an egg. Our family didn't have any more." Le Ke ran back to the house with a smile and took out a bamboo basket. There were a dozen white-skinned eggs, as small as quail eggs, with rough and uneven shells.

"That's it, how can we do business? Aren't you harming our Lord Long?"

A dark-faced man from the attendant came forward and glanced at Lan Zhong's eggs.

Scolding, he waved his hand at Leke disdainfully.

"Master Long, there's really nothing left to eat. It's so cold and freezing that we can't grow anything."

He paused and looked at the suspicious faces of the people in front of him.

He seemed to feel that his words were too glib, so he continued to explain: "A few days ago, I planted the white cabbage seeds you gave me last time outside the hospital, and also planted garlic. Oh, by the way, there are some garlic seedlings. Sister Yan must like to eat them. This." As he spoke, he opened the door and went out to pick some garlic seedlings.

He was grabbed by the black-faced man's hand.

"Is that...that's all?" Brother Long frowned. The scar between his eyebrows looked unusually twisted, and it looked chilling.

Brother Long had a sullen face and waved his hands at his men: "Search for me."

Several people flashed into the house, and soon there was a "bang" sound in the house, mixed with the sound of breaking pots and dishes.

After a while, several people came out of the house with dark faces. The first one cursed: "There is nothing, the stove is cleaner than their yard. Brother Long, what do you think we should do?" As he spoke, he began to roll up his sleeves.

It seems like a debt collector encounters a defaulter, ready to fight at any time.

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Huhu raised his head and stared at Master Long's face, as if he was just waiting for Master Long to shout: "Fuck me."

Lord Long scanned the courtyard and then fixed his eyes on Xia Nu in the courtyard.

Le Ke kept bowing: "Master Long, this is really not possible, my cousin is still young. Just let us go this time."

The strong man rolling up his sleeves looked at Master Long in front of him and then at Le Ke, who had a slavish look on his face.

Although he nodded and bowed, he seemed to disagree with Master Long's request.

He took two steps forward, raised his fist and swept it straight towards Le Ke's face.

It hit Le Ke right on the bridge of the nose.

Le Ke groaned and took a few steps back, staggering and almost falling.

When he turned around, his face was already covered with blood.

The aunt dragged her somewhat swollen legs and staggered forward to help her son.

Xiao Qing jumped up and helped Le Ke, who was about to fall.

"Papa" I heard only two loud slaps in my ears.

The sound was loud and harsh.

Looking at the strong man opposite, he looked left and right, as if he wanted to see clearly the yellow shadow flashing in front of him.

Then he covered his face and spat on the ground with bloody spit.

"Who is it? Stand up for me, let's fight."

"You didn't even see who was hitting you, and you slapped someone in the face to pretend to be a one-on-one." Xiao Qing raised her hand and slapped her loudly again as fast as lightning.

It's lightning fast, like a quick shot on TV.

After the fight, he stood next to Leke again.

"Cousin, are you okay?" Xiao Qing raised her head and asked Leke, whose face was stained with blood, and took out a handkerchief to wipe him.

"No...it's okay." Le Ke looked at Xiao Qing in front of him as if he had seen a ghost during the day.

The man with the black face who was beaten saw clearly that it was Xiaoqing who beat her.

Shocked and angry, he quickly rushed towards Xiao Qing's face, where he was wiping blood, with his fists waving.

With the strong wind, Xiaoqing dodged left and right, but his punches failed. Perhaps because the man used too much force, he was staggered by his own fists.

He hit the corner of the east room.

The people next to me burst into laughter: "Yeah, you can't even deal with a girl."

The black-faced man covered his bleeding forehead with one hand, and happened to touch a shovel with his other hand.

He raised it and swung it at Xiaoqing.

He danced the iron sickle and whistled in the wind.

Drawing an arc towards the back of Xiaoqing's head.

Xiaoqing felt a pressure and summoned the magic sword from behind. With a flash of cold light, the iron sickle split into two.

The big head fell down and hit the man's feet.

"Ouch" screamed, and blood suddenly flowed from the man's feet.

Brother Long's smile suddenly faded.

Suddenly he waved to the people behind him and shouted: "Fuck them all, I want to live."

Before Xiao Qing could take action, Wang Han and Li Xiu were already standing in front of everyone. All they could see was jumping, punching and kicking, and several young strong men fell to the ground unable to cry out in pain.

Master Long's expression changed dramatically, he took out a gun from his waist, walked around behind the two of them, and was pulling the bolt of the gun before he could take action.

Xiao Qing kicked the gun out of his hand.

"Let's go." He staggered around, picked up the gun, and walked out the door.

Several big men on the ground also stood up and filed out.

"Next time I see you guys, do you dare to show off?" Xiaoqing clapped her white, empty hands and taunted them at their backs.

"By the way, I want to go back and see if anything will happen to my family now that there is no formation?" Xia Nu watched the farce in front of her finally come to an end.

Suddenly thinking of my parents at home, I couldn't help but trembled, turned over and jumped onto the roof. Before I finished speaking, after a few leaps, they had disappeared.