Chapter 211

Although it doesn't matter to the duckweed about appearance, duckweed is not a person to be handled.

Coldly looking at the two men: "you two should not regret helping the tyrant."

"Little slut, how dare you talk at this time! I want to see what you can do Mu Shiqing was very angry and gave Du Cao a kick: "give it to me!"

Du Cao was kicked on the ground, but he was holding the silver needle in his hand and staring at the two opposite people, waiting for them to come and give them a fatal blow.

"Bang! Bang

"Ouch

Just when Du Cao was ready to burn the jade and stone, a young man suddenly appeared. He kicked out with clean feet. The two big men flew out like kites. Then, they screamed.

"Little ink?"

Du Cao looked at Ji Lyric ink's back and was stunned.

How did you not expect that Ji Shumo, who usually looks like a weak scholar, has this skill?

Ji Shumo turned around and raised the grass on the ground: "are you ok?"

Du Cao shook his head and patted the earth on his body: "Heroes save beauty."

Originally, Du Cao wanted to ease the atmosphere. After all, Ji's eyes could kill people now, but he didn't expect that after that, Ji's face became more ugly: "when is it, can you still laugh?"

Du Cao touched his nose awkwardly: "accident, this is an accident."

"You two rubbish, don't get up for me! Do you want to die? " When Mu Shiqing saw that the two men he had hired were knocked down by a little boy, he was so angry that he came forward and kicked them hard.

The two great men came back to their senses and stood up with difficulty. After seeing Ji Shumo clearly, they felt extremely humiliated.

Anyway, he is also engaged in the business of killing people and stealing goods. He was put down by such a little hairy man. How can he be a man if it's spread out?

"Son of a bitch, you're dead today. You'll be reborn in your next life. Don't mind your own business." The two men looked at each other, waved their machetes and rushed towards Ji Shumo.

Ji Shumo hid the ducao behind him. Then, he made a move calmly and kicked the visitor in the chest, kicking him out again.

Just this time, Ji Shumo used 10% of his strength, the man fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood gushed out, his eyes turned, fainted and didn't know what to do.

"You

Another big man looks at his brother's loss. He is a little more afraid of Ji Shumo. He doesn't rush up immediately. He just holds a knife in both hands and looks at Ji Shumo on guard. He seems to be hesitating about something.

"Go away!"

Ji Shumo pats the dust on his body and scolds coldly.

The big man was very unpromising. He dropped his sword, carried his brother and ran away.

Everything just happened in a flash. When Mu Shiqing reacted, there were only three of them left in the alley.

"You, don't mess around. I'm the eldest lady of the Ministry of war. If you dare to touch me, my father and aunt won't let you go!" Mu Shiqing watched the two men on guard and quickly carried the adults out of the house.

Minister of the Ministry of war! Mujia!

Hearing these two words, Ji's air-conditioning suddenly rises, and the temperature around him seems to have dropped by 20 degrees.

"Are you from the Mu family?" Ji Lyric Mo eyes canthus to crack, staring at the opposite Mu Shiqing.

"Yes! I'm the eldest lady of Mufu. If you dare to touch me, I'll... "

Mu Shiqing's voice stopped suddenly, because Ji Shumo pinched her neck: "how are you?"

"You! Let go Mu Shiqing blushed, and his hands struggled in the air.

Du Cao did not expect that Ji Shumo's reaction would be so strong after hearing the Minister of war.

Seeing that Mu Shiqing was about to die, Du Cao hurried forward: "little mo, let go, let go, she's going to die."

"Damn her!"

Ji didn't mean to let go. His eyes were red and his eyes were filled with hatred.

"No, please, don't kill me." Mu Shiqing's voice and tears had long lost his high spirit.

Du Cao also grasped Ji's arm: "little mo, let go! Ji Shumo! You let goIn fact, Du Cao wanted to strangle this vicious woman more than once, but it really couldn't, at least not now.

Sun Guixiang must know that Mu Shiqing is looking for himself. If Mu Shiqing doesn't go back, then the Minister of the Ministry of war will come and have important people tomorrow. They are just civilians now. If they really get into trouble with the Minister of the Ministry of war, they will be dead!

"Ji Shumo!"

Du Cao gave a low drink and tried to break the fingers of Ji Lyric ink. When did this child have so much strength?

"Ji Shumo, let go, you will kill us like this." Du grass gnashing his teeth, pulling Ji Lyric ink's arm.

Ji Lyric ink this just returned a bit of reason, slowly released the hand, the eyes are full of pain color.

Du Cao didn't have time to ask more questions. He hugged Ji Shumo's waist and looked at Mu Shiqing, who was sitting on the ground in a mess: "don't you go now! What about dying? "

Mu Shiqing stood up and said, "you two, dare to do this to me, I won't let you go!"

"Whatever you want, get out of here!" Du Cao obviously felt Ji's anger value and went to a higher level.

Mu Shiqing is not a fool either. Feeling the murderous spirit of Ji Shumo, she turns around and runs. The speed is as fast as a rabbit.

"Xiao Mo, calm down. What's the matter with you?" Du Cao held Ji's waist and comforted him softly.

Seeing Mu Shiqing go, Ji Shumo's eyes are full of grief and indignation.

Duckweed was puzzled. Suddenly, a drop of cold liquid fell on the back of her hand.

"Little ink?"

Du Cao looked at the tearful Ji Lyric Mo incredulously: "what's the matter with you? Little ink

"Grass, I'm going to kill her, I'm going to kill them!" Ji Shumo clenched his fist, his eyes full of hate and tears.

This scene, which Du Cao has never seen, is deeply imprinted in his mind.

So many years later, Du Cao felt that he was determined to fight those bastards to the death because of the tearful helpless boy.

"Xiao Mo, what's the matter? You can tell us and let's share it, OK?" Du Cao gently hugged Ji Lyric ink, soft voice comfort.

"I hate grass! They killed my family. It's them! It's all them Ji Shumo held Du Cao's waist tightly and choked.

family? Mujia?

Du Cao's head is spinning at full speed, trying to recall what immoral things the Mu family did in the last life.

Soon, Du Cao understood, touched Ji's head, and asked softly, "are you from Ji's family?"

"Yes, I'm from the Ji family. I'm Ji Shumo!" After hiding the secret for such a long time, Ji Shumo finally said it. He just felt relaxed and cried out.