Pretty Her

The driver Lao Ma drove the car to the concession, and someone was already waiting at the intersection.

The sky was clear, and the sun at three o'clock in the afternoon was slightly tanning. Bai Yuluo opened the door, without an umbrella on hand, and waved forward. The four brothers of the Li family quickly stood in a row. They were strong and strong, and they just covered a small shade.

In addition to telling the old horse to drive, the old phone called the four brothers of the Li family by the way.

Among the people left by Zhang Hongze, there are still a few available. When she wants to do something, she must first attract people. Things are easy to handle when people arrive. You don't have to worry about what you are doing today. Four people are just fine.

"What about the people I want you to stare at?"

Li Da replied: "Every day at 3:30 in the afternoon, Mr. Mo will come to the smoking hall to get a tube."

Bai Yuluo nodded, and Xiu Bai's slender hands lay on her waist, and said softly, "When someone else appears, put on a linen bag."

The four brothers of the Li family were stunned. When they received the call from the old horse, they thought that Mrs. Young would let them errand to buy perfume. They were accustomed to the fierce and evil spirit, and when they were first sent to Mrs. Young, they had a kind of loneliness. The master sent them to protect the young lady, and immediately after the order was given, the master became ill. A few days after Mrs. Young returned, their understanding of Mrs. Young was limited to perfumes and desserts.

Suddenly I heard from the young lady's mouth that the old master would only give the order, and they were a bit lost for a moment.

"Did you bring a knife?"

The four brothers of the Li family were even more embarrassed. In the end, the old horse took out a dagger. "As soon as Mrs. Young said he was going to catch Mr. Mo, I brought the knife with me."

The tree fell down, and once the master fell down, the cow, ghost, and snake spirits all showed their prototypes. When the master died, as soon as the situation in these days came out, they knew that the loyal director Mo was originally Zhang Gumin's person. The reason why Zhang Gumin dared to be so arrogant on the ground today is the “man” of the Zhang mansion. Credit.

But things are not clear, there is no conclusive evidence, and they dare not act lightly.

Bai Yuluo threw the dagger to Li Da, and joked halfway: "Half an hour left, you have to find a place to sharpen the knife, the sharper the better."

Li Da held the knife, his hands were shaking with excitement, and he couldn't believe it, "Madam, you want to ..."

Bai Yuluo leaned lazily to the side of the car. The black cheongsam was put on a black lace top hat.

"It's hard for you these days. It's going to be bad. You used to do what you did before, and you'll do what you do in the future." She grinned and looked like a girl walking down the pictorial. It's just more airy, revealing the ruthlessness of being forced into despair.

The four brothers of the Li family are both excited and emotional. They are finally excited. They have received the favor of the master and are unwilling to yield to Zhang Gumin. Now that they are fine, Madam willing to stand up, and they are justified in doing things.

They always think that Mrs. Young is no different from ordinary women. Although she has read foreign books for a few years, after all, she is a young girl who has no experience. How can she dare to use a knife and move her gun? And they know that the master has always loved Mrs. Young as a pearl in her palm. Raised so tenderly, it is even less likely to contaminate these pickles.

But he did not expect that Madam Young had such courage.

The old horse promptly reminded: "Madam, Mr. Mo is not leaking, we have no evidence ..."

Bai Yuluo raised her slender willow eyebrows. "Why is there evidence?"

The old horse froze. Yes, where do you need any evidence, as long as Madam Zhang is the steward of the big house of the Zhang family, what she wants to do, then what to do. Horizontal is just to break the sky, anyway, the sky is about to collapse, instead of shrinking, it is better to let go.

If Mrs. Young had taken over the overall situation in front of Zhang Gumin in the morning, he would come to Director Namo in the afternoon and act fast and swiftly. Even the man who has been with the master for many years can't help but be moved. it is good.

They waited for half an hour and finally waited for the target. The four brothers of the Li family arrested people calmly, and Mr. Mo was not afraid. When they saw them, they smiled, "Why, my wife want to see me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was plugged into a burlap bag.

It's not easy to get started on the street. I chose an alley, quiet and quiet, not afraid of hearing.

As soon as the burlap bag was taken away, Mr. Mo saw the person in front of him. He was frightened and calmed down. The contents of his mouth had been spit out and he smiled: "It wasn't the wife who wanted to see me, but the young lady wanted to see me."

He relied on Zhang Gumin behind his back, and Bai Yuluo was a young girl. Even if he knew his hands and feet in the chamber of commerce, he would not dare to treat him. At best, it was scolding him for a meal, or persuading him to pity their mother-in-law.

The infant of Zhang family knows that he was spoiled, spoiled and spoiled, and as spoiled as her mother-in-law, without any big storms.

No climate.

He spoke to the old horse and said, "If you want to check the accounts, come to the chamber of commerce, don't talk about things here, what is it to tie me up?"

As soon as the voice fell, I heard a soft voice like water, tender and soft, like singing. "Li Da, chop his fingers down, make up ten pieces, put it in a beautiful jewelry box, and send it to Zhang Gu Minna. "

Mr. Mo froze, and after looking back, his finger had been chopped off. Li Da's actions were clean and neat, like chopping cabbage.

There was a scream in the alley.

General Mo's flesh fell to the ground, his whole body was convulsed, and his temples burst suddenly, making him speechless.

how come……

How dare a young girl ...

Bai Yuluo squatted gracefully, pinching his chin with alms across her gloves. "Gong was too late to clean up the portal. I cleaned it up for you. You have been with Gong for many years without hard work and hard work. You said, what do you want? dead?"

Director Mo was so frightened that he was suffering, and only then did he realize that the situation was serious. The great pain made him speechless: "Mrs. Little ... Please ..."

Bai Yuluo retired her hand impatiently, dropped the lace gloves and discarded it, and arbitrarily curled her little curly hair on her right hand, commanding: "I have heard that General Manager Mo usually likes to fish by the river Xian, Li Da, you respectfully, will The governor **** a bit, and when he threw it in the river, he threw it in places with a lot of fish. "

The four brothers of the Li family responded with an excited heart: "Yes, everything is obeyed by Madam Young."

Bai Yuluo hummed softly to the English sleep songs, something moved in the damp and dark alley.

A mouse slipped past.

The old horse was frightened, saw clearly, and laughed: "It turned out to be only a rat." He drove forward, "Mrs. Young carefully, not to get your shoes dirty."

Bai Yuluo stopped.

Instead of continuing to move forward, she slowly turned around and walked step by step towards the corner of the **** dump.

The old horse curiously said, "Mrs. Young?"

Bai Yuluo shook her hand backwards, signalling that he didn't have to follow her. She stared at the figure in the corner with interest, with a cat-like tone: "Come out, don't hide, I have seen you long ago. Now. "

The boy's slightly childish clear voice sounded: "I didn't see anything."

Bai Yuluo went forward, step by step, the sound of high heels was crisp and loud, as if stepping on the human heart.

She poked away the ragged bamboo grille, and a 18-year-old or nineteen-year-old crouched beside the corner. Although she was in a ragged dress, she could see that she was rich. He is tall, thin and white, curled up like a frightened little **** cat.

She looked at him condescendingly, and he did not dare to look up, staring nervously at the mud pit on the ground.

Bai Yuluo looked at it for a while, then picked up a silver dollar from the handbag and "stretched her hand."

The boy swallowed and trembled his hand out, and asked, "You ... wouldn't you also have to chop ... chop my hand ..."

Just after the words were spoken, a stunning beauty face appeared, and the boy held his breath subconsciously.

I just didn't see it through the gap just now, I just had time to see her uncle's back. Now that I can see the whole picture, the **** picture in my mind disappears instantly, and it's all replaced by the beautiful woman's smile.

She looks so good.

Bai Yuluo put the silver dollar in the palm of his hand. "Little beggar, don't worry, I don't have the hobby of chopping hands. Take this to eat something good."

The teenager stayed.

This is the first time he has been favored by others after being reduced to a beggar the day before yesterday.

He stared at the silver dollar in his hand and spit out: "I'm not a beggar."

Bai Yuluo straightened her soft waist and turned away, not interested in his words.

The teenager was short of breath, and it took only two seconds to make a decision. He rushed out and hugged her feet when she was just striding: "Are you missing a fight, I can fight."

Not far away, the old horse and the four brothers of Li's family were about to go forward. Bai Yuluo waved his hand and motioned them to retreat.

She stood still for a few seconds, narrowing the overflowing smile in her eyes, turning around pretending to be surprised and saying, "Just like your body, it's almost me to be a servant."

The boy stared eagerly at her: "You can do it as a servant, as long as you can keep me."

She has a pair of danfeng eyes borrowed from the current, like a stream of clear water, with a knife hidden in the water, a flower buried, and a wave of eyes, whether it is a knife or a flower, depending on her mood.

instantly.

Bai Yuluo stretched out her hand and touched it, asking, "What's your name?"

Teenager: "Fu Baoqing."

She pondered carefully and smiled with a smile on her lips. "Fu? I have the last name of the big man in Nanjing. His little boy seems to be as old as you."

The boy frowned in a panic, "It just happens to be a surname, I'm an orphan and have no father."

She did not continue to ask, kicking him and holding her hand, fluttering a sentence: "Ten oceans a year, food and food, long-term work."

The boy smiled, and hurried to catch up: "Okay."