Chapter 110 Chapter 110 17

As for reporting to the police, most people wouldn't even think about it.

Who can report this to the authorities without spending a fortune? Who will care about you?

If you have that much time, you might as well take the opportunity to look at the peonies a few more times.

But what if they didn't report it to the police? It was none of their business. Apart from the initial shock and panic, most people quickly regained their composure.

How many people die in the slums to the southwest every day? As long as the madam can deal with it quickly, who cares about the lives of those who have nothing to do with them? And even if Mr. Sun's family doesn't want to, they can only seek revenge on the person who beat Mr. Sun to death or Chunxiang Pavilion. It doesn't matter to them much.

Even though they were afraid now, they were only worried about whether the madman would hurt them. Of course, they were also afraid that the madman would hurt the beauty.

After realizing that Mr. Sun had probably stopped breathing, most people shook their heads, sighed, and did nothing else.

"How rude! I wonder if this will scare Miss Peony!" Someone murmured in a low voice, but found that the Miss Peony, who should be weak in their minds, remained calm and even smiled.

"I must have seen it wrongly." The man rubbed his eyes and said nothing more.

After discovering that Master Sun was lying motionless on the ground, Song San sneered and began to walk towards Ruoruo with his chest puffed out.

"The beauty's name is Peony? This name is not good, too frivolous. From now on, you should be called..." He wanted to pretend to change the name to show his style, but he couldn't think of a good name after racking his brains. After all, he had never been to school.

But he was not embarrassed. He stretched out his hand to grab Ruoruo and planned to use the same trick to slap Ji Binyang aside.

Of course, the intensity of the attack was much weaker, because he was reluctant to let Ji Binyang die like that. He attacked him just because he wanted him to be separated from Mudan.

However, things did not develop as he expected. Not only was the man next to Mudan not slapped away by him, but he just waved his sleeve lightly. He felt a strong wind and was knocked to the ground like Master Sun just now.

The only difference is that he is a cultivator and has a tougher life. He can still stand up after spitting out blood.

"You...you are also from the world of cultivation? Then do you know who I work for?" Song San endured the pain and climbed up with an ugly face. Although he was afraid in his heart, he still tried his best to show his momentum.

His eyes kept moving back and forth between Ruoruo and Ji Binyang.

Only then did he realize that the clothes on the two men were not ordinary things. He hesitated for a moment, but when he thought of He Le Zong's cruelty, he would rather choose to offend the person in front of him.

Ji Binyang smiled when he heard his words. His peach blossom eyes slightly closed, his eyelids covering the fierceness in his eyes. "Hmm? Who are you working for?"

When Song San heard him ask this, he stood up shakily, holding on to the chair beside him, and replied, "Do you know how powerful the Hele Sect is in the world of cultivation?"

Speaking of Helezong, he seemed to have gained some courage again.

"Yeah, I've heard a little bit about it." Ji Binyang nodded lightly, "Then what? If I offend you, will the Hele Sect come after me to take revenge on me just for you, a minion in the foundation-building stage, no, to be precise, in the early foundation-building stage? I'm so scared~" Ji Binyang said as he leaned closer to Ruoruo.

Song San was filled with envy, but dared not speak. After all, based on what he had just done, he should have known that the man's cultivation level was not something he could compare to, not to mention that he had accurately stated his current level, which meant that he was much more powerful than him.

Song San suppressed his jealousy and looked at Ruo Ruo deeply. Suddenly, a gentle yet humble smile appeared on his face. He said, "I wonder which sect you are from? Song San, I'm sorry, I was rude just now. You are right. The Hele Sect will not take action for a small fry like me. But you don't know that I came to the secular world this time with a mission. My life or death is not important, but failing to complete the mission is a different matter..."

As he spoke, his eyes were blatantly fixed on Ruoruo, and the meaning was very clear, that is, the task he received was related to Ruoruo.

Ji Binyang nodded and glanced sideways at Ruoruo. At this time, she had already let go of the hand that was holding his, and her beautiful face was expressionless.

Seeing his movements, Song San thought he was struggling internally, secretly proud of the Hele Sect's reputation for being so effective! Who in the entire cultivation world wouldn't give them some leeway? Of course, except for some of the famous sects.

Without waiting for Ji Binyang to speak, he hurriedly added, "If you are willing to hand over the peony to me, the Hehuan Sect will definitely reward you handsomely! I believe you have heard about the most outstanding things of the Hehuan Sect. If you are willing, you can go to the Hehuan Sect another day to choose a cauldron that you like best and that suits you best."

He said this with considerable confidence.

After all, whether or not he succeeded, whether or not he could choose the cauldron, wasn't his decision. It would be best if he could cause trouble with the Hele Sect, or even be killed by them. But even if he came to me one day to redeem himself, I could just give up the cauldron and give it to him instead, the one the Hele Sect disciples had promised me!

The most urgent task at the moment is to take Peony away.

He thought he had retreated so much and was safe enough, but he didn't expect the man in front of him to just shake his head.

Song San's heart ached. If this person was an ordinary person standing in front of him, he would have killed him long ago! Unfortunately...

"So what exactly does my friend want?"

When he saw the person in front of him hugging Mudan tightly, he suddenly had an idea.

He spoke without thinking, "If you really like peonies, that's fine. You can give them to me when you get tired of them."

When he said this, he was full of pride and tolerance, and he really felt that there was no one in the world smarter than him.

The smile on Ji Binyang's face became more obvious, but anyone who knew him a little bit would know that this guy was probably really angry.

It’s a pity that Song San didn’t know.

"I think you are right in at least one thing."

"It doesn't matter whether you live or die."

Before he finished speaking, a strange formation appeared under Song San's feet, and then Song San began to wail in pain.

The madam was completely terrified when she saw this scene.

I thought Song San was difficult enough to deal with, but I didn't expect someone even more powerful to come.

What's going on with Chunxiang Pavilion? Why do these tough people keep coming here, one by one, two by two, three by three?

The madam looked at Mudan's current appearance, then at the man in red, and finally at Song San's miserable appearance. She finally gritted her teeth and completely gave up the idea of ​​not letting Mudan go.

Of course, even if she wanted to keep Mudan, she probably didn't have the ability to do so. The man who was just arrogant and unscrupulous and making trouble was now holding his head and howling. The madam took her in and felt pain all over her body.

Now it wasn't even a question of whether she wanted to keep Mudan, but rather whether Mudan would retaliate against her. After all, even though she treated Mudan well, it was only in comparison with other disobedient girls.

As Chunxiang Pavilion's mother, it was impossible for her to let Mudan do everything she wanted. Otherwise, Mudan would not have run away.

But fortunately, Mudan's attitude towards her just now was not that bad. Although it was not warm, it was not hostile either. The madam could only pray that Mudan's performance just now was not a disguise.

The others in Chunxiang Pavilion looked at each other in bewilderment. They had thought the man causing trouble was scary enough, but they hadn't expected someone even more formidable.

There were originally many people who had some unfaithful thoughts in their minds, and they even silently withdrew their gaze from Peony.

"What about the others? My Miss Ruoruo." He spoke the last six words in a very low and lingering voice, as if he was speaking on the bed.

Ji Binyang thought that he was not a bloodthirsty person, but when those people focused their eyes on Ruoruo, especially when there were many filthy looks in their eyes, he wanted to raze the entire so-called Chunxiang Pavilion to the ground.

The security guard who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead but keeping a close eye on the two of them was the first to react, crawling towards Ruoruo.

"Ms. Mudan, I really didn't mean to force you to jump off the cliff that day. It was the old madam who asked us to bring you back!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other guards who were lying on the ground pretending to be dead suddenly reacted. Not wanting to be left behind, they began to beg for mercy one after another.

"Yes! Miss Mudan, sir, I am the same. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child at home. I also work for others, and I really have no choice!"

"I don't want to die! It has nothing to do with me!"

“…”

This time they no longer lay on the ground pretending to be dead, but knelt down in front of Ruoruo and Ji Binyang.

Ruo Ruo lowered her eyes, indifferent. Many of these people, in her memory, were high-handed and had taken Mudan back and abused her wantonly. The dirty words, the vulgar language, the disgusting language, coupled with all their filth, stained Mudan's memories black, oppressive and gloomy.

Sometimes it might be a casual order from a brothel owner, but most of the time it stems from their base, inhumane, primal desires. It happened more than once, in more than one reincarnation, and with more than one person.

But now, their ugly, smug faces have changed into another look, pitiful and innocent, as if they were just ordinary people trying hard to survive. No one can find the disgusting hearts hidden under their skin.

Of course, there are some truly innocent people who work as security guards just to survive, but these people who came here kneeling down to beg are definitely not included.

"Let them all be as good as he is."

Ruoruo pointed at Song San and smiled gently.

But everyone felt a chill down their spine at the same time because of this gentle smile.

Because Song San's current appearance is really too miserable.

Although there was nothing around him, he felt as if he were trapped in a small circle, enduring extraordinary pain, sometimes holding his head, sometimes clutching his stomach, his mouth going from constant begging for mercy to now being unable to utter a word. Although there was no blood, everyone who saw it felt that it was even more terrifying than Master Sun's death just now.

But even in such a horrible scene, the beautiful and bright Peony Girl who looked like a fairy in their eyes pointed at him with a smile, saying that she wanted to make those who were kneeling and begging for mercy the same as him, as if it was easier than saying what to eat next.

The people kneeling on the ground begging for mercy were stunned. They couldn't believe it. They were just chasing and trying to catch Mudan, but now they were being retaliated against like this.

As for the dirty talk they had said, they had long forgotten it and never took it seriously. After all, those words were known only to heaven and earth, and Mudan didn't know. Even if she knew, they were just flirting with her. As a prostitute, what could Mudan not do?

They don't think it's a big deal.

"You have such a cruel heart!" Someone raged, feeling he hadn't done anything wrong. Looking at Ruoruo's stunningly beautiful face, he couldn't even think of any blasphemy anymore, only fear filled his heart.

Soon, they all started howling like Song San, holding their heads. Because it was too noisy, Ji Binyang just casually threw something, and their howling could no longer be heard from outside.

At this moment, a man who hadn't come up to him breathed a sigh of relief. He secretly lamented the stupidity of those people. Oh, a bunch of impatient people!

If he went forward to beg for mercy, wouldn't that just show his guilty conscience? If he didn't go forward like he did, how could Mudan remember it so clearly?

He was originally worried that those people would drag him into the water, but now that he saw that those people couldn't even make a sound, he naturally had nothing to worry about.

But unexpectedly, the next second, Ruo Ruo walked straight towards him.

His eyes couldn't help but stare straight ahead, and he swallowed his saliva in a cowardly manner.

"I almost forgot about you." Ruoruo tilted her head and pointed at him in the air.

The next second, he suddenly felt something was wrong and wanted to get up and run, but he had no strength left.

"You...what gives you the right...!" Before he could finish this sentence, he was also unable to make a sound.

Everyone looked at each other, feeling a little bit of fear in their hearts. Mudan had a face that was comparable to that of a fairy, but she did such a cruel thing without a trace of softness on her face, which really surprised them.