Ruan Qing wanted to say a few more words, but when she saw Mao Liuer collected the medicine that fell on the ground, she finally shut up.

It's not that she didn't want to curse, it's that she needed to open her mouth to curse. Her mouth was swollen like a sausage from being beaten, and her cheeks were also swollen like steamed buns from being beaten. It was very painful for her to open her mouth to speak.

It’s better not to say anything if you can, so as not to involve the wound.

The charcoal-haired man pretended to have finished peeing and came back. He walked to Chu Xiaoxiao and stood with her. He looked at the water handed to him by Mao Liuer and shook his head quickly: "I'm not thirsty. I don't want to drink water."

Mao Liuer's eyes were cold and his tone was harsh. He ordered him, "Drink it, even if you are not thirsty."

Milk ball seemed to be frightened. He walked over, stretched out his two chubby little hands, holding a cup in each hand, brought the water over, looked at Mao Liuer with a smile, and brought it to his mouth.

Mao Liuer looked at her actions and was very satisfied. He turned to Ruan Qing and said, "The Imperial Master is a child after all. He is timid. He was frightened by my yelling and drank water obediently."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ruan Qing's eyes suddenly widened and her pupils shrank. Mao Liuer turned around quickly and found that the water cup in Chu Xiaoxiao's hand was gone.

The water inside is not drunk but poured out.

"What are you doing?" Mao Liuer was extremely angry and yelled at Chu Xiaoxiao, "Why did you pour out the water?"

[Humph! You put a knockout drug in the water, so I won’t drink your water.]

The black-haired man pushed Mao Liu'er away and said, "Why are you yelling like a ghost? I just knocked over two glasses of water. What's the big deal? Don't scare my master. You can't afford to pay if you scare him."

Ruan Qing was angry. The knockout drug had been scattered by Mao Liuer. She collected some with great difficulty and threw it into the water cup, but she didn't expect it to be poured out by the baby. This meant that she was not going to have a smooth journey.

Do you want to fight them to the end?

As the madam of the number one brothel in Dongsheng Capital, slapping people in the face is a necessary skill for her.

He rolled up his sleeves, walked over to the charcoal-haired man, and raised his hand to slap him in the face.

The charcoal-haired man dodged and Ruan Qing's slap hit nothing. He used too much force and lost his balance, so he stumbled forward and fell on his face.

"ah!"

Ruan Qing screamed miserably, her heart broken.

Naituanzi waved his little hands, and two vines thicker than thumbs fell from the tree, hooked Ruan Qing's hands and feet, tied her up in an instant, and pulled her up the tree.

Her hands and feet were suddenly tied up, and her body was suspended in the air, swaying in the wind. Ruan Qing was so frightened that she even forgot to scream. She stared at the ground in horror and peed her pants in an instant.

When Mao Liuer saw this, he knew that today's matter was over. Dongsheng State Master was indeed not that easy to deal with.

Even though she is only a two-year-old girl, she has supernatural powers and they can’t resist her just by waving her hands.

But he was unwilling to be subdued like this, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the black-haired man. He wanted to use the black boy's life to threaten the girl and make her obey him.

They are together and seem to have a good relationship. This black boy probably doesn't have as much ability as the national teacher and is easier to deal with.

The charcoal-haired guy was not afraid when he saw him attacking him. Instead, excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Hehehe! You finally made a move on me. Come on, let's fight for three hundred rounds. My hands have been itching for a long time. If the master hadn't been holding me down, I would have beaten you into a pig's head long ago."

"You little kid, you don't know your own limitations. No matter how capable you are, you're still just a kid. You beat me into a pig's head? Your fists aren't hard enough."

"You'll know if it's hard enough if you try it."

Mao Liuer grinned: "Just give it a try, little brat! I'll show you how I can beat you until your teeth are all gone."

result......

He punched the charcoal-haired guy on the head with a "bang" sound. He screamed in pain and his facial features were all shaken.

What kind of head is this? Is it not made of flesh? Is it a rock cliff?

In the past, when he punched someone, it made a "bang bang" sound. How come it was a "bang bang bang" sound now?

The charcoal-haired man looked at his wrinkled features, wailing in pain, and shaking his hands, and smiled as if he deserved a beating.

Just now, he deliberately aimed his dragon horn at Mao Liuer's fist. It would be strange if he didn't feel pain.

[Ahaha! Black Charcoal Head is so powerful. We should teach him a lesson and let him know the consequences of provoking us.]

Looking back at his master, the charcoal-haired boy was shaking one leg, with his arms crossed over his chest, and smiling even more.

"How about it? Do you still want to beat me up? If you do, go ahead. If not, I'm going to hit you."

Mao Liu'er didn't believe it. He endured the pain in his hand, straightened up, and attacked the black-haired man again.

"I just don't believe that I can't beat you."

This time, I didn't use my hands, but kicked with my feet instead.

He just didn't believe that he couldn't kick the black boy in front of him away.

It turned out that his idea was correct.

He really couldn't kick the black guy away.

Kicking it was like kicking a boulder. I felt a sharp pain in my toes and the sound of my toe bones breaking was very crisp.

The black-haired man stood there calmly, one leg still shaking, and smiled in a way that made him look like he deserved a beating.

"I told you that you couldn't handle me, but you didn't believe me. Did you learn your lesson this time? Seeing that you refuse to admit defeat, I'm going to reward you for your bravery and fearlessness. Please be prepared, because I'm coming."

He was extremely fast, with a gloomy face, and rushed towards Mao Liuer like a whirlwind.

After a series of "bang bang bang" blows, Mao Liu'er was beaten so hard that he breathed in more than he breathed out, and fell to the ground like a dead dog.

Naituanzi stood aside and watched, a little speechless.

[Black-haired guy! You didn’t beat him to death, did you? Wang Mingkui still needs to interrogate him.]

"He's probably not dead, but he's a bit badly injured." The charcoal-haired guy kicked the corpse-like Mao Liu'er with his foot, and said with disgust, "He's so useless. He's half dead after just a few beatings. How boring."

Mao Liuer, lying on the ground, wanted to curse, "Can ordinary people do those punches?" The force was too great, and the punch dislocated his internal organs.

Another punch broke several of his ribs.

I don’t know where such a young child gets the strength from.

The beating was so painful that he thought he had picked an easy target, but he actually hit a wall.

Ruan Qing didn't think that Heitantou was that capable of beating Mao Liuer. He must be pretending.

Even if that black boy had learned martial arts, and everyone said that he killed the high priest of Nanyun Kingdom, it was impossible for him to beat Mao Liuer.

Mao Liu'er is very skilled, and five, six, seven or eight ordinary people cannot get close to him.

The high priest of Nanyun Kingdom was killed by Hei Xiaozi. There must be other reasons, not Hei Xiaozi's own strength.

Black charcoal head: "......"

I am very pleased with your rich imagination.

"Mao Liu'er! Get up! Kill that black guy and avenge me."

Mao Liuer, who had his eyes closed, opened them with difficulty. He felt dizzy and nauseous, so he quickly closed his eyes again.

Revenge was impossible, he only hoped that when he was caught he would suffer less and die more quickly.