"Mr. Feng, you are welcome." He got up and returned with a salute and asked, "it's inconvenient for young master Feng to live in an inn now. Can you ask Mr. Lin to arrange a residence for Mr. Feng?"
"We won't stay here for long, so we don't have to bother."
"All right! I'll send you Mr. Feng. " He said, personally sent him out, until he left, he did not go to the No. 9 cage, saw that the fat and white boy was beaten black and blue, his face was wronged and angry, and his eyes flickered slightly.
If it was not for the ghost doctor, he could not see that the little fat man in shabby clothes was Ning Lang, the son of Ning yuan, the richest man in Cang state. He had some friendship with Ningyuan, but he had never seen his son. Unexpectedly, it was under such circumstances.
Seeing the indignation on the boy's face, he laughed, shook his head and walked away. It's time to make him suffer.
"President." The steward came forward and looked at him pleasantly.
"Look at that little fat man. He is the son of an old friend of mine."
Hearing this, the steward was surprised. Thinking that he had beaten the little fat man before, he could not help pinching a cold sweat, and asked, "that, can we take that little boy out?"
"No, let him stay there! Don't let him realize that he has any special treatment, how to do it or how to do it. However, people can't have any big problems, otherwise, I can't spare you. " He spoke in a calm voice, with some warning in his words.
"Yes, yes." The steward was so busy that he sat on the ground with fright until he left.
Why is he so unlucky today? One by one, he was so shocked that he could hardly stand it. All the blame was on the three people for causing him such trouble.
On the other side, when Feng Jiu came back to the inn, duanye had already sat down to wait on the first floor. Seeing Feng Jiu come back, he asked, "xiaopang really ran away?"
"Run away." She nodded, laughed, came to the table and sat down, poured a glass of water to drink.
"You didn't catch up with him? Is it impossible? " Can't he catch up with Ning Lang?
"Caught up, but didn't bring him back."
"Why don't you bring him back?" He asked suspiciously.
Smell speech, Feng nine lip corner a hook: "because he was sold, is in the cage!"
"What? Sold? "
His voice was so loud that everyone around him looked at him. Duanye didn't pay attention to other people on the first floor, but looked at Feng Jiu and asked, "how could he be sold? He is also a famous foundation builder! And that kid is so smart! It's possible to sell others. How could they be sold by others? "
"I followed him. I watched him as soon as he left the inn. The boy went to the alley again. No one was knocked unconscious by three friars. Later, he was sent to the underground market to sell goods." She said carelessly, thinking that the little fat man had been beaten a miserable look, could not help but smile.
Somebody's going to have to clean him up.
After listening to some amazement, duanye stares at him strangely: "what do you want to do? I don't want to take advantage of it, do you? " Knowing that he was sold and didn't save him back, he was still smiling. What the hell was he thinking?
Hearing this, Feng Jiu stretched out his hands and kneaded his baby face and said with a smile, "duanye, you know my heart more and more. I haven't said it yet! You know I want to get rid of him. "
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