Rong Qingqing's mouth opened in the shape of a "0", and she was extremely surprised.

Next, there was almost no suspense, a group of gangsters were beaten to the ground by the boy.

The little gangster in the lead was no longer arrogant. Just as he was about to escape, Rong Qingqing knocked him at the bend of his leg from behind.

"Bang!"

The little gangster fell down heavily.

"Auntie, the young people don't know Mount Tai, so you can spare me." He didn't care about the pain in his body and beg for mercy quickly.

Seeing his nose bleeding, Rong Qingqing didn't want to look at him more.

"Now I know I'm asking for forgiveness. I wasn't that arrogant just now. Do you still want to kill us? Huh?" Rong Qingqing kicked him, "I'll let you steal my silver. Can you just grab my silver?"

"Auntie, I will never dare to do it again. Just spare us this time." The little punk was almost crying.

"It's not impossible to spare you." Rong Qingqing touched her chin and looked him up and down, "I think you look okay, let's do it like this, I'll sell you to Chunyanlou. Whether you can redeem yourself depends on your own ability."

Hearing this, the little punk suddenly felt a bitter face, knowing that this woman was holding a grudge against him that he had just said he wanted to take them back to Nuanxianglou. Looking at the boy standing next to her, he felt a little worried and his nose seemed to hurt even more.

"Are you going to Chunyanlou by yourself, or do you want us to take you there?" Rong Qingqing naturally knew that the little punk was afraid of the boy.

Although the young man didn't say a word, he was also a cruel person when he fought.

Just now, after watching him for a few seconds, she could tell that he should be carrying martial arts skills, but she didn't know why he was wandering in such a field.

"Little brother, do you think it's better to remove his arm first, or to your legs? Or to dig his eyes?" She suddenly raised her elbow and hit the boy's arm, and asked bloodily.

When the boy heard that she also called him the little brother, he couldn't help but raise his eyes and glanced at her.

Before he could speak, the little punk was already scared and paralyzed, "Don't, aunt! I sold us to Chunyanlou, but I can't sell much money. It's better for us to give you the money directly and let us go."

After the words came, a plain white hand reached in front of her, "Then give it to her."

The little punk was stunned for a moment, and reacted, and quickly took out a purse from his arms and put it directly on her hand, "If it's not enough, I'll go back and get it."

Rong Qing glanced at him.

This little bastard, I didn't expect that he was a stupid person with a lot of money.

She opened her purse and found that it was indeed real money and silver. Then she said kindly: "Forget it, you can correct your mistakes. It's great to be good. Don't do such unethical things in the future."

"Yes, yes, we will never dare to do it again." The little punk quickly got up and led his subordinates to leave.

"Wait!" Rong Qingqing suddenly shouted.

The little gangster was trembling. He was not afraid of her. What he was afraid of was the ruthless young man who didn't talk much. The fear that the hard fist as hard as iron suddenly hit him was deeply imprinted in his heart.

I was afraid that Rong Qingqing would repent for a moment and sell them to Chunyanlou again, so he would not be able to resist. If that were the case, his face would be greatly lost. How could he survive in this generation in the future?
Chapter completed!