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Maori's mother looked at Ink Yan and bowed again, praying in a small voice.

It was as if the bag of wine in her eyes was not a paralyzed drink, but the sweetest liquid that could be used to nurture children.

At that moment, although Ink Yan's mind was shouting "No!", her hand automatically reached into her shirt, and she couldn't help but feel a bit of silver.

Hello

Instead of Maori's mother, she called out to the nearest bailiff, tossing bits of silver up and down.

"What good stuff did you bring? "How many will you give me?"

The person turned around. "Newcomer?" After taking the silver, he automatically handed over the wine pot. He unscrewed the lid and said, "Please."

Heh heh, since it's an invitation. Ink Yan said "good brother" and pretended to take a sip. He realized that this wine was extremely stinky after drinking it! She frowned as she thought, "How can I feed a child like this?" He gestured to the ground and actually poured all the wine on the ground in front of the new bailiff!

Ink Yan's original intention was excellent. After pouring out the bad wine, he would then compensate for a new one. He could also sneak some food and water for Maori's mother along the way.

However, after such an unfriendly action. The bailiff's expression changed, "What do you mean?"

Ink Yan opened her mouth to speak.

At this moment, the Maori mother who was waiting for Ink Yan to give her the liquor suddenly crazily stretched out her hand, put her finger close to the hole Ink Yan poured it into and poured it into her mouth!

Cough cough!

The spiciness of the shoddy wine soon choked Maori's mother. It made her cough violently.

This is bad!

Ink Yan suddenly screamed out in her heart, "Not good!"

Sure enough, at this time, the bailiff turned his head and saw Maori mother, who was miserably fishing for wine. He stepped forward and ruthlessly stepped on the back of her hand, which was thirsty for water. The woman was in so much pain that she lost her breath and fell to the ground. The other father and daughter quickly followed, speaking good words with clasped hands.

However, this was just a superfluous action.

"Māori who are raising prices, do you want to drink water now?"

Standing in front of Ink Yan, the bailiff suddenly revealed a sinister smile. Although he withdrew his foot. However, Ink Yan could clearly see that this person's hand was moving towards the back of her waist.

Behind the bailiff's waist was a heavy wooden stick that was as thick as an arm!

Mo Yan shouted!

"Enough!"

His hands moved as fast as lightning towards the back of the guard's waist. With a nimble twist of his wrist, the wooden stick left the bailiff's hands and fell to the ground, producing a muffled sound.

"You?" The bailiff's whole body was held by Ink Yan, held in reverse on his back. The pain he felt had to suppress his anger, as he looked back at his new comrade, and roared, "Do you know that it is the Prince of the South's intention not to give the Maori food and water?"

"I know."

Ink Yan answered very straightforwardly.

The suppressed bailiff was about to die from anger!

Where the hell did this idiot rookie come from?

"Are you going to disobey the orders of the prince?" "But you think your life is too long?"

Ink Yan continued to blink as she replied seriously.

"No, I still want to live."

"And I want to live as long as the legendary tortoise lives. It would be better if you were all dead, and I was still panting. "

"Puchi ~ ~ ~"

The suppressed bailiff spat out white foam.

Half of it was because of Ink Yan's theory of longevity that made her want to reincarnate, while the other half was suppressed by her professional capturing until she almost fainted! Can he protest? Although this new kid's body is weak, he is very strong!

Moreover, he seemed to know a little bit about martial arts, and he had found the right person to perform the Muscle Meridian Incantation!

"Awoo, awoo, yeyeyeyeye, please let me go ~"

In the blink of an eye, Ink Yan was satisfied as she saw the bailiff starting to beg for mercy. Her tears and snot were all stuck together, making her look indescribably miserable.

Ink Yan patted her cheek in amusement and said, "As long as you know who's fierce." Letting go of the other's restraints, he quickly gave his first order, "Go and buy me some pastries, and bring a bowl of milk along with you."

It was strange. After being beaten up, the bailiff was facing the fiercer Ink Yan. He didn't dare to let out even a fart! After getting up, he ran out without looking back. As for whether or not he went out to buy something, no one knew.

At this point, the person who beat him up turned into a clawed kitten in the blink of an eye!

Ink Yan personally squatted down and rubbed the wounds of the injured Maori mother, telling her to bear with it.

This scene was even seen by the Maori in prison! The eyes looking at Ink Yan were filled with admiration!

Just when the figure of the bailiff had completely disappeared from their line of sight, an old man walked out from the cell on the right. He used the standard words to first thank Ink Yan weakly. Thank you for standing on the side of justice and defending my daughter-in-law. The great Allah will keep you safe and happy for the rest of your life. "

After thanking him, he soon revealed a look of unease, and advised her to leave quickly for a reason.

"The person you just kicked away was actually the older yamen runner in the entire cell. He was in charge of squeezing out the prisoners' money. He also had a boss who took money from him every day. If you beat him up now, he's probably going to complain to his boss. In the end, I will inevitably bring people to beat you up. "

"Young man, good people shouldn't die peacefully. Therefore, please leave first. "