"You're welcome..."

Even so, little Lori bowed again to express her gratitude, and then turned around hurriedly and ran with her short legs.

Ling Luoyu followed her into the alley, but walked slowly.

Little Lori ran very fast, and there was no trace in an instant.

Ling Luoyu seemed to have no idea what had happened, and still walked slowly in the lane.

Behind him, there was finally a rustling voice.

She turned slowly.

Sure enough, behind her, there were already more than a dozen brawny men in ragged clothes, crossing the houses on both sides of the lane, and blocking their way.

"Are you trying to... rob the house?"

"You don't have a hippie smiley face, be honest!" A tall, waistcoat-clad man walked out of the crowd, and shouted at Ling Luoyu with a dark face: "If you don't cooperate, just unscrew your head and step on it like a watermelon!"

Ling Luoyu didn't have the slightest fear, but he smiled: "Brothers, your hobby is a bit special. Use a cute little girl to coax me in. Is it... just to unscrew my head and use it as a watermelon. ??"

"..." The guys glanced at each other suddenly and didn't speak.

"In this way, if you like to listen to the sound, I can give you watermelons, real watermelons, and let you step on them. My head...to be honest, it's not very valuable, so don't screw it up?!"

Although he used a negotiating tone, Ling Luoyu's eyes were weak and even a little flattering.

"Tell you not to have a hippie smile, didn't you hear it?" The waistcoat man seemed to have been provoked, with murderous intent in his eyes: "If you don't believe me, I will kill you now and see if he can take your head. Step on it as a watermelon!"

Ling Luoyu curled his lips a little aggrieved: "I'm telling the truth..."

The man in the waistcoat strode over immediately, his big hand like a fan, raised high, his fingers moved, and the joints creaked.

Ling Luoyu immediately waved his hand and backed up continuously: "Okay, well, I won't say anything. Let's talk about it and speak slowly. As the saying goes, gentlemen speak but don't move. I think some of the older brothers are also gentlemen, so we don't have to do anything. Right?!"

Unexpectedly, the waistcoat man didn't mean to give in, but he didn't use a killer move. Instead, he grabbed her arm with one hand and grabbed it like iron tongs.

"You better be honest with me, or I will break your arm!"

"Honest, honest...it must be honest."

Ling Luoyu didn't struggle, letting him grab his arm and dragged into a small room next to him.

As soon as she entered the door, a heavy blow hit her back hard.

At the moment the stick struck, Ling Luoyu instantly formed an enchantment and protected himself.

At the same time, he groaned very cooperatively, leaned forward and fell to the ground, motionless.

"Is my brother dead?" It was the voice of that little loli.

"Wine, why did you come in? Get out!" The waistcoat man whispered: "You guys called the guys to pretend and send them to Uncle Wu. Remember, don't let those guards see you on the way!"

"Don't worry, we know how to measure!"

Ling Luoyu felt as if he was being pushed by a few hands, and then slipped into a sack. Then he was picked up by a person, and started walking slowly.

It took three sticks of incense to estimate the time before she threw her to the ground.