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On the path down the mountain, two men were carrying a sedan, one behind the other, and a pretty girl sat in the middle of the sedan.

The girl shook her fan lightly, picked up a piece of fruit with her green fingers and stuffed it into her delicate lips.

"Uncle, uncle, why do I want to lift you too!"

Mu Dahu's legs were shaking, he was panting heavily, and he asked the person in front of him in confusion.

Si Mo carried the sedan easily, with a calm expression on his face, "One more person can charge her more money."

"Then I'll give you money and you can carry it alone." Mu Dahu was hanging on the sedan chair on his side, all supported by Si Mo.

Mo You, who looked like a landlord, twitched his ears and leaned down slightly, "Do you still have money? That's mine too. Give it all to me as you said."

Mu Dahu stood there and thought for a while. He still had his hands free and searched his whole body. His face immediately dropped and he said, "No more, unless you want to take off what I'm wearing."

Mo You stretched out his fan and waved his hand, "Anything that can be sold for money will be sent to my room tonight."

"Ah - don't do this!" Mu Dahu wailed.

But he raised his head and found that the sedan was already a few steps away from him. Even if there was nothing behind it, the sedan was moving forward steadily.

He followed tentatively, but didn't raise his head, and Si Mo didn't seem to notice.

Mu Dahu suddenly realized that he had suffered a huge loss. It was the same with or without him. Why was he working so hard in the past?

After walking for a while, he looked at his uncle's lonely back and felt uneasy about his conscience. He was about to speak to his uncle.

He saw the girl in the sedan turning around, lightly touching her lips with her fingers, and "shhh" at him.

Mu Dahu's throat was dry and he swallowed the words as soon as they reached his mouth.

Moyou gently patted the place where he had just been lifted, and motioned for him to sit up.

Mu Dahu was a little embarrassed. He stepped forward and couldn't find where to put his strength. He didn't know how to sit on it.

When he was struggling, a white hand stretched out in front of him. By some strange coincidence, he held it, and a strong force made him jump into the air and land firmly on the sedan pole.

After he sat firmly, Moyou retracted his hand and continued to enjoy this pleasant time.

Mu Dahu quietly sat closer to her and leaned gently on the back of the chair.

Si Mo, who was walking alone with his own weight, silently bumped the heavy sedan, saying "little brat" silently, and a short smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

They went to the trading house in the neighboring town, where a group of businessmen were waiting for them.

Mu Dahu and Mo You were afraid of revealing their identities, so they had already pulled a piece of cloth to cover their faces, and stood next to Si Mo, one on the left and the other on the right, just like the two security guards.

Si Mo took out the silver and pushed it forward, "I've raised the money, it's your turn to fulfill your promise."

"Of course!" Shopkeeper Li's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands flatteringly to accept the money.

A dagger was stuck in his hand, stopping his movements. Shopkeeper Li leaned back, and the chair almost fell over because it couldn't bear his fat body.

I saw the woman on the right stepping on the table, "What if you didn't do it over there and fooled us?"

Shopkeeper Li's smile did not change, and he still had a kind face, "Xia Xia, we are just a group of unarmed common people, how dare we fool you."

The one Mo You was standing on tiptoed was almost cramped, so she simply sat down on the table, pulled out the dagger, and played with it in her hand.

"I hate it when people lie to me. If you dare to lie to me, Song Fusheng and Shopkeeper Song some time ago will be your fate."

After saying that, the dagger in her hand was easily broken by her.

Shopkeeper Li looked horrified, and the other businessmen who didn't speak also looked horrified.

Of course, what they were afraid of was not Moyou's ability to break a dagger, but that this woman was the culprit who harmed Shopkeeper Song's family.

Although Song Fusheng was not a good person, he often bullied men and dominated women because of his family's wealth.

But suddenly overnight, the family became disabled and crazy, which still makes people feel scared.

Shopkeeper Li's smile became awkward, "Xia Xia, we will definitely do everything you ask us to do!"

He is much more sincere now.

Mo You glanced at his body lightly, "I will occasionally go down the mountain to check. If you don't do it, haha..."

She let out a chilling sneer, "I wonder how many days of fat on your body can I light a lamp for?"

Shopkeeper Li suddenly got goosebumps. He hugged the fat ring on his belly and nodded with a wry smile, "I can do it, I can definitely do it!"

Even if he couldn't do it, he had to do it. This female devil was eyeing his body, so how could he dare to think about it.

"That's good, let's go."

Moyou jumped down from the table, clapped his hands and left alone.

Shopkeeper Li and several businessmen were left looking at each other in confusion, and then left just like that?Why don't we discuss the details?

Si Mo covered his forehead and waved his hand to Mu Dahu, "You follow her first, and I'll stay to discuss the details."

Mu Dahu nodded and chased after him impatiently.

With Mo You's blushing face before, Si Mo's final details went smoothly.

Shopkeeper Li and the others asked about everything in detail, fearing that they would miss something and not be satisfied if they didn't do it later, which would make it difficult for the female devil to lose her hair.

Speaking of the latter part, shopkeeper Li felt more and more hot to the touch of the banknote in his hand.

It would have been nice to take this job without being greedy for money, but now it has become a hot potato.

"Hey! Wait for me!" Mu Dahu trotted after Mo You's back, but the girl had no intention of stopping and walked forward on her own.

After a few long strides, Mu Dahu barely kept up with Mo You, walking side by side with her.

He lowered his head and glanced at the girl's cold brows, and began to look for words, "Uncle Mo said that Shopkeeper Li is a good person, why are you still threatening others?"

"Hmph, I don't believe in those so-called characters and verbal promises." The corners of Moyou's mouth turned up in a disdainful arc.

"These people are very evil. Their consciences are not as big as your Uncle Mo's leftover lunch."

Mu Dahu scratched his head and thought back to Si Mo's empty reflective bowl at noon.

Not so much.

"Good words and persuasion will not make them more kind-hearted, but if their lives are seriously threatened, they will not dare to play tricks and do things properly."

Mu Dahu looked stern, "They are just greedy for some small money, it doesn't matter."

Mo You suddenly paused, and his black and white eyes became even colder, "Small money? The money they were greedy for could be enough for a poor family to live for several months. It's not like they didn't let the profit go, they took money they shouldn't have, and they deserve to die!" "

At this moment, Mu Dahu realized the danger Si Mo said.

She is very extreme about certain things.

It wasn't that Mu Dahu didn't agree with what she meant, but he just felt that there was no need to use such extreme means. Just as he was about to explain, the girl had already strode away.

He was anxious to catch up, but before he could catch up, someone suddenly ran out of the crowd and was knocked to the ground hard.

"Ouch!" Mu Dahu screamed. Before he could see who hit him, a cold knife fell down in front of him.