Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Huang Tong...

Ye Siming had some impressions of him.

Qiao Xiu Li had fought against him before.

He is a warrior with little skill, but a high spirit.

Ye Siming immediately held Gu Nuo'er's hand.

"Go and see."

prisoners in wooden cages.

Huang Tong's hair was messy, and his clothes were stained with blood.

His hands were chained behind him.

Even the ankles were not spared, tied with a string of thick and wide ropes.

"You Qi country thief Zi Xiaoxiao, you are all despicable people!" He shouted, looking hysterical.

Jiang Xiaoran kicked the wooden cage.

"What's it called!" He held a stick: "You sneak up with your soldiers and want to set fire to our granary. Compared with you Jin people, we dare not be a vile word!"

Huang Tong gritted his teeth and gasped, staring fiercely at Jiang Xiaoran.

"I'm the queen's nephew, if you dare to let me have an accident, my aunt will never let you go!"

Jiang Xiaoran raised his eyebrows: "Yo! You still dare to scare me?"

"Your aunt is the queen of Jin. What's the matter with me, Lord Jiang Xiaohou? I think you haven't been beaten enough, and you're still stubborn!"

He waved his stick: "Drag him out and let me beat him again!"

The Hu Kui army went in and dragged Huang Tong out.

Jiang Xiaoran stepped on him and hit him on the shoulder with a stick.

Huang Tong shouted "Ouch" in pain.

Jiang Xiaoran hummed: "I can't stand this pain? You are still a lieutenant! How did you become a lieutenant, shouldn't you, it's your aunt's relationship again!"

He raised his stick and was about to spank Huang Tong's **** again.

At this moment, Ye Siming's icy voice came from the side——

"Put down the stick."

Jiang Xiaoran immediately threw the stick, put his hands on his legs, and straightened his body.

Together with the crowd, they shouted for peace: "Master Hou!"

Jiang Xiaoran saw Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming coming together.

Suddenly a flower-like smile appeared.

Gu Nuo'er winked at him.

Huang Tong lay on his side and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes were bloodshot, staring at Ye Siming.

"You can kill me if you have the skills! Otherwise, what a hero to torture me with these babes!"

Ye Siming looked at him with indifferent eyebrows.

After a while, Ye Siming nodded: "Kill it, drag it away, don't let the smell of blood stain the vicinity of the camp."

After all, he pulled Gu Nuoer and turned to leave.

Everyone present, including Huang Tong, was stunned.

Qin Song regained his senses and quickly chased after him.

"Master Hou! Did he really kill him? This Huang Tong is the deputy general of the state of Jin. Maybe he can find some useful information from his mouth!"

Ye Siming's brows were even colder than Shuangxue's indifference.

"You don't need to judge. I just glanced at him and knew that he was a useless thing."

"There is no value in keeping it, and the people of Jin will not care about his life."

"Kill him, but also to help the soldiers, just take him away."

He finished these words without emotion.

When Huang Tong heard it, his eyes were split with fear!

"Marquis Yongye! My aunt is the queen, how dare you say I'm useless!"

Ye Siming turned his eyes to the side, stared at him arrogantly, and sneered.

"Even if your aunt is the emperor of Jin, it has nothing to do with this marquis."

After he finished speaking, Ye Siming left two neat and decisive words: "Kill it."

He held Gu Nuo'er's wrist and turned to leave.

At this moment, Huang Tong, who was behind him, saw that Ye Siming was really coming with him.

Immediately twisting his body, he squirmed on the ground and shouted.

"I'm useful! I... I can provide you with the weakness of the Dragon King's tendons! Don't kill me!"

Ye Siming paused.

When looking sideways, Gu Nuo'er saw deep in his dark eyes, sneering when the prey was hooked.