Douluo: I didn’t want to become a god, but I actually became a god

"What are they going to do?" Ma Hongjun and Oscar poked their heads out curiously, watching every move of the two girls.

Tang San raised his forehead and said rather helplessly: "Ah, this is because some of Yiyi's indescribable characteristics will always make those with malicious intentions evoke bad thoughts. This has been the case since childhood. so……"

"It's all like this, third brother, how dare you let Yiyi out?!" Ma Hongjun exclaimed, even wanting to rush forward and bring back the two ignorant and fearless girls.

Oscar was still calm and had thought through many things. He grabbed the fat man's neck and pulled him back while comforting the impatient brother, "Fat man, calm down."

"How can you be so calm? That unhappy person doesn't want to be a good person. Who knows what he will do to little Yiyi!"

Oscar wiped the saliva that Ma Hongjun had sprayed on his face, and with a very ugly expression, he strangled the fat man's neck hard, "You are talking about little Yiyi, but the soul power is far greater than yours. The soul sect, you just called me Yiyi." My sister’s people!”

The fat man's face turned red from being strangled, and he couldn't stop patting Oscar and strangling him on the arm.

Tang San patted Oscar's arm, motioned for him to let go of Ma Hongjun, and explained as usual:

"Yiyi has a natural constitution, I guess. She didn't know it before she was six years old. But when she first entered school, she encountered two street gangsters who were about to attack Yiyi, but Xiao Wu met and rescued her. When she was seven years old, it seemed that Several human traffickers who were fleeing from outside saw Yiyi and went directly to the alley to rob people. Fortunately, the city lord of Notting City and the dean of the college were very strict about security in this regard, and they were sent out of Nodding after Yiyi. Ding Chengqian rescued her."

"Perhaps affected by these two incidents, Yiyi not only wore the hidden weapon I gave her, but also chose to practice physical skills hard. Finally, when she was eight or nine years old, when someone with bad intentions wanted to take action against her, she was directly killed Yiyi twisted her arm and sent it to the city lord."

While Tang San concealed how many times he had rescued Yiyi, he detailed the things that Yiyi had experienced in just a few years. The more I summed it up, the more I felt that it was really rare for me to be able to relax and let Yiyi go outside alone.

However, it may also have something to do with the situation in the past few years...

"...Speaking of it, I have been at Shrek Academy for more than a year, and it can be considered stable. Our city lord, whenever he sees Yiyi escorting someone there, he doesn't need to ask, he just takes him into custody on the spot, by the way. He would also treat her to some fruits and chat with Yiyi. Later, Yiyi seemed to regard this special physique as just for fishing and law enforcement."

Oscar: "..."

Ma Hongjun: "...Damn, how can you be so awesome with this kind of physique?!"

He suddenly felt that what he said before was really too early. Sister Yiyi is so awesome and can use this kind of physique so freely...

"Coach, I want to learn too!"

Tang San dismissed it flatly, "You can't learn it."

"Hey——, why!"

Even Oscar felt a little regretful now. He also wanted to learn that kind of physique, waiting to kick gangsters with his feet and beat human traffickers with his hands!

Tang San raised his forehead, feeling that the companions he knew might not have normal brain circuits.

"Let me tell you from the beginning, Yiyi's physique is hard to explain. It seems to be something she was born with."

Ma Hongjun and Oscar both had expressions of pity on their faces.

However, they didn't play tricks for too long. They found out that Yiyi and Xiao Wu had caught up with the wretched uncle.

He also followed up vigilantly.

The current scene could be clearly seen from the perspective of outsiders like Tang San.

It's a pity that the person involved was unhappy and couldn't see the conspiracy against him at all.

Maybe he was habitually relying on the fact that he was one of the people with superb soul power in Soto City, so he was fearless and did not pay attention to possible conspiracies.

Yiyi didn't rush to Bu Le at the beginning. She just stood a block away from him and stood at the intersection leading to the alley, pretending to be hesitant.

People around him were either in a hurry or staggering to some shops with the prostitute in their arms, their malicious eyes lingering on Yu Yuyi from time to time.

Of course, if the malice of these minor characters can be said to be the normal level of the size of sesame seeds and mung beans, then the malice thrown at Bu Le can be said to be as big as a banana or an apple, nor can it be called small, the level of ordinary bad guys.

About three or four meters away, Bu Le's eyes moved slightly, and a look of greed flashed past him.

Relying on the poor visual quality of most ordinary people in the night, he took his shirt out of his pants, straightened his somewhat messy clothes, put away the lustful look in his eyes, and then looked towards the honest face with a straight face. Yu Yu walked there.

"What's wrong, little girl?"

When Bu Le puts on a straight face, it is absolutely okay to deceive those little girls who don't know the world, if nothing else.

It's a pity that the person he calls the little girl in front of him is the one who has planned to make him cry and call her aunt in the future.

Yiyi lowered her head, making it difficult to see the expression on her face. Her soft voice was a little aggrieved, "I, I'm lost. I just remember that I have to walk through an alley to get to the place my father said."

"Oh, this is serious. Your father must be very worried."

Bu Le pretended to ask about the girl's father.

It seems like he is worried, but actually he wants to know the whole picture so that he can find a place to start.

Yiyi can guess these little thoughts without looking at them.

She also followed Bu Le's words, covered her eyes with both hands, and cried with a nasal voice: "Woo, my dad hasn't arrived here yet. He has arranged an address for me, and there is another one." Sister, I got lost before I found her.”

"Don't cry, don't cry, how can a girl cry?"

Bu Le spoke uprightly, but stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Yiyi's little hand.

Yiyi saw his actions from the corner of her eye, raised her head sharply, and looked straight at Bu Hua with tearful eyes, "Uncle, can you help me lead the way? My sister will definitely thank you!"

Bu Le was so frightened by Yiyi's sudden movement that he frightened his hands and heard the girl's request.

He pretended to be a gentleman, took his hand back, put it to his lips and coughed, "Of course, no problem, uncle, I am the most helpful person. Just tell uncle where you want to go."

Yu Yuyi casually reported an address and was not happy to hear it. She knew that the places were mostly affordable hotels, and she didn't feel like those in charge were fishing.

Then he lost his vigilance, and while leading Yiyi into the alley to beat her up, he said righteously: "Uncle will definitely take you to your sister, little girl, don't worry."

"Okay, then Yiyi will thank uncle first."

Bu Le, who was walking in front of Yiyi and leading the way, in order to avoid arousing the vigilance of some 'well-meaning people' around him, he resisted and did not hold the little girl's hand. Instead, he led the way seriously without looking back.

Naturally, she didn't notice that Yu Yuyi responded to every word he said. Although she seemed to be smiling and honeyed, in fact, her eyes were cold and there was no arc at the corners of her mouth.

When people around saw that the person leading the way was unhappy, they wanted to step forward to help the little girl escape from the scumbag's hands, but they were stopped by someone who was more transparent.

He whispered softly, "Don't go, you're obviously fishing! They're really trying to catch people like this over there these days. That guy is probably regarded as a typical example."

"But, he is still a child. What if he isn't 'fishing' over there?"

"Have you ever seen a child whose face didn't move at all when asking for help, thanking, or talking to these strangers? And there were a few people who just followed them, so just ignore them."

"Hey, but."

"It's nothing special. Didn't you come here to drink with your brothers today?"

"Forget it, you said that, so I won't care about it. But when it comes to drinking, I have to talk about you. Didn't you say you just ate and didn't come to visit the flower street? What's going on here? Same thing."

"Tsk, that's what I want to say. Although this store is opened here, it is really just a restaurant. Those colorful and beautiful things have nothing to do with this place. Don't mess with your sister-in-law when you go back. talk!"

"Then I have to go in and taste the food in this restaurant. How delicious it is, so that you, a henpecked person like you, have to eat here."

"..."

The conversation between the two gradually faded away.

And this street is not the only place where discussions like this are happening.

However, apart from some of the more perceptive people who noticed something, lifted up their belts, and ran away regardless of the beauties' attempts to stay, the rest were probably drunk, or felt unhappy about that guy's life and death. People they have nothing to do with.

Even those promiscuous women turned a blind eye to these behaviors and acquiesced.

They just thought that the fewer people who come here for entertainment, the better, so that they don't have to worry about one day that all their sisters will be sold together, just to collect enough money for those families and brothers to drink or buy food. The bride price for the daughter-in-law.