Chapter 28 Do you want to do it?

   "That cheap district chief is really here, why can't he think about it so much?"

   "Damn, I haven't seen the shadow of that nobleman after two years of squatting here, but I have caught him!"

   "How about, do you want to do it?"

  A row of heads came together and looked at each other, a little undecided for a while.

  The round-faced youth gritted his teeth, and finally said fiercely: "Go! Why not, I don't want to stay here forever!"

  As a result, he finished speaking beautifully, but no one agreed at all. Everyone looked at him full of righteous indignation. After a moment of silence, someone said slowly: "Then Xiaoyuan, you... Come on?"

   Chang Yuan was so angry that he almost rolled his eyes: "Why are you so scared!"

  When it comes to this, everyone feels frustrated.

   "No way, we don't have weapons."

   "That's the Western District Mayor. There may not be many people around to protect you. What can we do?"

   "Those nobles are all prudent, especially grudges, they can't provoke them at all."

  Chang Yuan was very depressed and didn't want to listen to their nonsense anymore, turned his head to see the figure who had just gotten up, and shouted, "Xiao Yang..."

"Let’s stop, your ration is still in the hands of others, what are you tossing about." The black-haired boy raised his hand to interrupt him: "And even if you want to do it, the ancestors on the seventh floor are more active than you, just look at it. ."

  Chang Yuan was still a little unwilling, but in the face of everyone's chirping appearance, he could only kick the bedpost with a kick: "Then now, shall we go down to gather?"

   Outside the prison, after the housekeeper rang the alarm, Feng Jiu waited by the side, but after waiting for a long time, there was no one figure coming out of the small building.

  Father Feng didn’t know when he took a lollipop. Seeing Feng Jiu looked over, he said, "Little Flower wants it too?"

  Feng Jiu is not interested in sugar or anything. He was about to refuse, so he listened to Feng Dad and said: "Unfortunately, I can't give it to you. You should eat less sugar for small things."

  Fengjiu: "……"

  After a while, no one came out. Father Feng stood up patiently and bit the hard candy in his mouth: "It seems that they are not honored to see our little flower."

   Then involuntarily picked up the wind for a long time and left.

It is not the first time that Feng Jiu has seen such a tyrannical attitude from Father Feng, and he did not resist, letting this whim of visits end.

In the small building, the people who were still holding their breath and wanted to disarm the regional elders, waited and waited without seeing any movement, all of them looked confused, until Chang Yuan ran out for a lap and came back gritted their teeth and said: "The horseman, People ran away early, so I'm waiting for a fart!"

   "...Damn, play us."

  When Fengjiu came back, it was when Xiaotonglin found out that she was missing. He was looking for someone in the yard. When he saw her, he rushed over in a hurry.

"younger brother!"

  Little doll can only reach Feng Daddy’s legs, looking up at Feng Jiu with aggrieved face.

Feng Tong touched his little head, then put the person down, and was hugged by him.

  Feng Jiu glanced at Little Tong Lin, who was wrapped around him, stretched out his hand to push the person away, and then heard a chuckle from Feng Daddy behind him.

   These two days-different from the peace in the manor, a major event happened in the main city.

  The ancient building of the city lord’s house, which was said to be pointed by the architect, was blown up!

  Feng Jiu was eating when he heard the news, Madam Tong's expression was calm when she spoke, as if they did not know each other from the main city's lord's house.

  Feng Jiu glanced at the terminal on her wrist. Although she could not get out, she would search for important news in the news every day, but she did not see this one.

  Presumably, not everyone can know this kind of important event about the nobility.

  Feng Jiu and Feng's father are all in a lack of interest, but Xiao Tong Lin looks very interested: "The City Lord's Mansion?"

  Compared to Feng Jiu, he had gone out once, but Xiaowa always lived in the manor. Maybe he had seen more things before coming, but he was too young at that time, I am afraid that he has no impression.

Mrs. Tong clicked on the picture of the city lord’s mansion to show him, and the boy immediately exclaimed: "It's beautiful!"

After all,    was built at a high price, and there are indeed some things to see in the main city’s city lord’s mansion, otherwise Dai Cheng would not be proud of it.

   "It's useless to be beautiful." Father Feng said: "It's not bombed yet."

  As for the appearance of the bombing, it is not known. Dai Cheng blocked the news very well, so Mrs. Tong could still hear some news from it.

  But in this way, the main city probably won't stop.

Mrs.   Tong glanced at Feng Daddy several times, and finally asked, "Did you do it?"

   "I still need to do this?" Feng Daddy said.

   "That's right." In terms of the situation, Dai Cheng may not be as comfortable as they are, but Mrs. Tong still feels that the timing is not good: "I'm afraid that Dai Cheng doesn't think so."

  Only when they had a tantrum with Lord City Lord, the City Lord’s Mansion on the back foot was bombed. Anyone would think of Feng Daddy for the first time, regardless of whether anyone doubted his ability.

  The people behind the shots and the Feng Family are also not friendly.

  Some things can be guessed, but they also seem a little out of reach. They can't control anything.

  Fengjiu finished his meal in silence, and sat on the terrace watching the child take a nap.

  The spiritual power in her body no matter how hard she works, the speed of growth is a bit ashamed of seeing people, even if she can retreat for ten years or eight years, she will not improve much.

  Compared with the progress of her cultivation, the difficulties faced are more likely to come first.

  She doesn't like to sit and wait for death, and she doesn't like passive defense. As a sword repairer, they themselves are the sharpest blades after being unsheathed!

  What's more, she can't really hide in the manor all her life.

  Getting down from the babysitter’s barn, he waved his hand to signal that he did not need to follow him. Feng Jiu only took the housekeeper and appeared before the prison again, but this time there was no Feng Dad to follow.

  So after everyone in the prison had just digested the anger of being played by the nobleman, they heard the alarm bell again, and how could they still stay calmly in the room.

   "I want to see what moths grow up in our area do!"

  Chang Yuan led the inmates on the same floor straight to the stairwell, for fear of going down later and letting people run away.

  But before they got to the ground, they saw a group of people walking down the steps. They were of different shapes, but they were all ferocious, just by looking at their appearances.

   "It's those guys on the seventh floor." Chang Yuan whispered: "It's really bad luck."

Although there are not many people in the prison, it is not completely harmonious, not to mention some old criminals who have existed here long ago, they are all native-born Brogans, and there is a fierce fighting factor in their blood. , No one is the master of goodness.

  Everyone was thinking about avoiding, not wanting that the other party hadn't planned to stop. A strong man walking behind glanced over and saw the black-haired boy, suddenly gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Chu Qianyang!"

    ah ah ah, the babies are all here to take a bite!

     The black-haired boy made a cameo appearance by Chu Mo Danqing, isn’t he handsome?

     Danqing baby, no matter what you see later, remember to be strong, know that the author still loves you! ˉ﹃ˉ

    

   

  (End of this chapter)

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