C8 It's in Tatters

Bad rich kids with a couple of rascals flirting with good women on the street...

"What are you guys trying to do?"

Molly felt a little guilty. She had just arrived and did not earn a single copper coin, yet she met such a group of "bandits." She was really unlucky. It seemed that it was really a big mistake to not look at the yellow calendar when she went out today.

"What are you doing? You came here to set up a stall and sell things. Do you know whose territory this is?"

"Whose territory? Isn't this a public place? Of course it belongs to the people."

Molly secretly thought that it was over. She really met a local snake and definitely came to collect protection fees. But she really could not figure it out. This young master of a rich family actually went out to collect protection fees when he looked like a dog!

The eyes of that devilish pretty boy flickered with a trace of brilliant light, but it was able to make one's heart tremble. It was a very breathtaking feeling.

However, Molly did not feel amazed at all. She was thinking about how to get rid of these hooligans and evildoers.

"Hey, my dear brothers, I have just arrived at a precious place. I did not sell a single bean sprout. How can I have any money?"

Miss Molly pretended to be pitiful. Her big watery eyes were wide open. Her eyes were about to squeeze out water. However, those people did not give up.

One of the servants said, "Young Master, let's search her body. How could she come out to sell things and not pay protection fees?"

Damn, she really wanted protection fees. Molly had to look at the man in front of her again.

He was really good-looking. His lips were red and his teeth were white. There was a trace of indifference in the corner of his eyes and eyebrows. The faintly discernible evil aura did not affect his entire temperament. Instead, it made people feel that his charm was limitless.

The evil young master who was emitting a faint evil aura was the prince riding a white horse in the hearts of many girls.

However, in Miss Molly's eyes, the person in front of her was not a prince, but a wizard who was wearing a prince's coat. He was a demon wearing human skin under the painting skin.

Molly said, "I really don't have money. Look at how tattered I am wearing. There is only a little food in the basket. All of you should show mercy and let me go."

There was no other way. The other side had more people. If she did not soften up, she might lose out. If she lost out, the consequences would be terrible.

That evil young master's eyes slightly narrowed as he said, "Today is the first time Young Master went to the streets to collect protection fees. You are this young master's first person to receive protection fees. You actually don't have a single cent. This is really detestable. Hurry up and hand over the money."

Molly saw that he was always so unreasonable and got angry. She called out," Hey, hey, hey. You poor man. Aunt Gu said that without money, there is no money. No matter how you call it, you still don't have money! Humph, scumbag, Scoundrel, Pig Killer, Banana, you stinking bala, don't think that you're standing under a streetlight pole. Then I can pretend to be Ye Ming Zhu!" Believe it or not, I will slap you to the wall, no matter how hard I dig, I will not be able to dig you out! "

"Hahaha, I, Du Ziteng, have never seen such a fierce girl like you. You have no money to pay protection fees, yet you still dare to be so arrogant and despotic. It looks like your skin is itching."

That guy called Du Ziteng waved his hand and a few servants behind him rushed up. They stomped on Miss Molly's basket and kicked it away. They even treated it as a kind of ball in ancient times. They were playing with it.

No way...

Miss Molly's heart was broken. This...

How could this be good? Her bean sprouts, she painstakingly cultivated them, She couldn't bear to eat more medicinal White Jade Sproutss...

She was ruined by this group of wicked and wicked young masters just like that!

"Ya!"

Molly shouted and rushed over. She had learned Taekwondo for a few days. Although she was not good at martial arts, it was impossible for her to deal with these people. However, she could at least fight one person and earn one person by fighting two people.

Du Ziteng turned his head and saw that it was really like a fierce and fierce tigress.

"So fierce, run away."

Molly shouted, "Don't run! Stop right there! You bunch of bastards!"

However, those people had already run away to the point where they didn't even have a shadow. They were really unlucky, too unlucky!

Molly looked at the basket that had been trampled to the point of being in tatters and the bean sprout that had been ravaged to the point of not being able to see what was inside. She felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

She gritted her teeth and sniffed her nose with all her might. She was determined not to let her tears fall. The hatred in her heart could not be described with words.

Dragging her exhausted body, Molly picked up the basket, put the bean sprout into the basket, covered it with cloth, and walked home.

Today must be a day of great danger. Otherwise, how could she encounter such an unlucky thing?

Molly's heart was really bleeding.

A basket of bean sprouts was gone just like that. She would probably not be able to pick a good plate.

Yes, she remembered that Du Ziteng. The next time she met him, she would beat him until his stomach hurt.

Damn it!

Molly walked to a place where there was no one. She raised her arms and roared. ...

She was really sad. She really wanted to catch that Village Chief. KO! Why would other people travel to poor and backward villages and meet a fool and buy all the things in their hands in one go? And the price was so damn high?

She had read a novel about transmigration before. The female lead had actually exchanged half an egg for a hundred taels of silver, the white snow silver.

How could she not meet such a shop owner?

God, give her a spendthrift and let her enjoy the happiness of transmigrating women. Use her brain full of wisdom to kill all the ancient people!

However, our Miss Molly is not a person who is easily dealt a blow. She has already practiced the same martial arts as a cockroach and can't be killed no matter how she fought.

She sat on Uncle Ming's cart and went back. Because her expression was really too ugly. So Uncle Ming, who was driving the cart, could not say anything.

When they arrived in the village, Molly said, "Uncle Ming, I'll owe you the fare today. I'll give it to you when I go to town in two days."

Uncle Ming smiled and said, "It's fine, it's fine. Anyway, it's on the way. When I specially send it to you, you can give me money."

Molly smiled and did not say anything. She knew that Uncle Ming relied on this to make a living. When he had nothing to do, he would wait at the village entrance. When the people who went to town came, they would drive the car to town together. They would arrange a time and send the people back to collect a few wen of travel expenses.

Because Uncle Ming did not earn much money. So Molly was embarrassed not to pay. She thought that she should go by herself next time and wait for the bean sprouts to be sold. She could go by the cattle cart.

After she returned, Hee Xiaowan saw that her expression was not right and saw that the bean sprouts she brought were gone. Even the basket was trampled until it was tattered. She nervously asked, "Molly, Did you meet some bad person?"