Everyone Pampers the Small Blessing Who Has a Spatial Pocket!

"Who are you? The one who dared to hurt me!" The young man was angry, tore off his robe, took out a small accompanying sword, drew it away, and faced the person who came, "Do you know who I am?!"

Xiao Ayu looked at the person coming and exclaimed, "Uncle Blood, aren't you serving dishes?"

In order to repay the debt as soon as possible, Xue Shisan worked several jobs at the suggestion of Chitu's people.

I usually help teach children martial arts among my classmates, and whenever I have free time, I come to town to serve dishes.

Originally, he wanted to go to the county town to apply for a job, but the county town was a bit far away, and Zhang Zhan heard that he had ruined the Blood Rain Pavilion before, and then quickly betrayed the Youlong Clan. Adhering to the purpose of not bringing down the county government, he declined. .

"It doesn't affect the protection of you." Xue Shisan replied coldly.

Mrs. Wang can say that she protected Ayu at a critical time and could forgive him the debt of 100 wen.

100 texts at a time, cost-effective!

Before him, not long after he recovered, Black Stone, who was holding the plate with him, was knocked unconscious by his fist.

Fortunately, the people hiding beside Ayu didn't take action.

Good risk, almost did not grab this business.

The boy was really angry, he stabbed the saber in his hand at Xue Shisan, and before he got close, the fancy-looking sword broke in half.

With a "da" sound, the thing that broke the sword fell to the ground.

It was interrupted by a chopstick!

Is there such a master in town?

The young man frowned: "Your Excellency is so skilled, yet you still live in a shabby town, why don't you come and be my bodyguard, I will pay twice as much as they give you!"

Blood Thirteen was heartbroken for a moment.

But when he thought about it, in the Hujia Village School, the food in the cafeteria was delicious.

The staff meal in Nanhe Restaurant is also good.

The desire to go is not so strong.

When the two faced off, everyone took the opportunity to block Ayu and Tangyuan, and quietly sent them away.

After a while, more than a dozen servant-like people came.

When they saw the young man, they all saluted him: "Master!"

When the young man saw his people coming, he was full of confidence.

"What are you still doing? Didn't you see the young master that I was bullied? Give me a hard lesson from everyone here, everyone! Go back and get a lot of rewards!"

"Yes!"

The goal of this group of people is not only the blood thirteen, but also those ordinary people.

Everyone is not afraid at all, they can take whatever they can.

There was even a 60-year-old old woman who picked up a green onion in the vegetable basket and gestured towards the group of people.

People in their own town, it doesn't matter how they quarrel and fight, people outside don't want to bully them!

Soon they were fighting, and where ordinary people were those well-trained servant opponents, someone was beaten to the ground and screamed in pain.

Blood Thirteen didn't care about them at all.

Their grandma has no money to ask herself.

"Go." Chitu escorted Ayu home and gave a secret signal to Chishe.

The red snake performed light work and flew to the chaotic field.

Opened a few evil servants three or two times, and several times the capital was around their necks, ready to be twisted directly, but quickly stopped.

Blood Thirteen is the same.

Both were speechless.

All they learned was one-shot murder.

In the end, the red snake flew up and took out an iron chain from its chest. The chain seemed to grow when the wind was blowing. It was thinner than hemp rope. It flew three feet long and tied the boy's neck.

With a pull, the boy smashed to the ground.

"Cough—do you know who I am? I—" The boy blushed and almost didn't take a breath.

"Even if you are the King of Heaven, you have to lie down today!" Xue Shisan took the time to shout.

Suddenly a group of people poured in, more powerful than the previous servants.

The first one, dressed in the clothes of a military general, was not angry and arrogant.

"What a big breath!"