Chapter 234 Please just ignore me like a fart.

Because the machete was a bit dull, the village chief only closed his eyes reluctantly after hacking at the bandits three times.

Because of the action just now, the village chief's face was splattered with a lot of blood.

When the village chief saw Gu Xiang approaching, he didn't speak, only gave Gu Xiang a brief glance, then wiped his face with the sleeve of his coarse black cloth.

"Let's go back, the battle over there should be almost over."

Gu Xiang glanced at the bandit who had been hacked to a pulp.

"Ningbao is really strong. It's amazing that she can kick a grown man that far."

"Hehe!" The village chief just gave a perfunctory laugh.

"How much strength could a little child like Ningbao have? The reason she was able to kick someone out wasn't because Ningbao was so powerful, but because the bandit was too weak."

weak?

Gu Xiang glanced at the burly, muscular bandit corpse.

"Maybe, probably, possibly..."

The village chief and Gu Xiang had just walked back when they saw Ning Bao's little feet stepping on the bandit leader's face.

"Tell me, where is your bandit hideout? How much gold and silver jewelry is in your hideout?"

The bandit leader was filled with regret. Why did he come out to rob people on such a cold day?

Why can't he just sit in front of the fire, drinking, eating meat, and cuddling with women?

"Smack!"

In the instant the bandit leader was lost in thought, a chubby little hand impatiently slapped him.

"I'm asking you a question, answer me! Have you ever seen a thief who's been caught acting so arrogantly and spacing out?"

Hurry up and answer the question, or my little fists will start itching again.

As Ning Bao spoke, she raised her little fist at the bandit leader as if to hit him.

The bandit leader flinched at Ning Bao's little fist. He had just experienced that little fist firsthand, and he originally thought that a little kid's fist would only tickle him.

Unexpectedly, this little kid's fists were like they were made of iron, and they hurt terribly when they hit people.

Seeing Ning Bao make a move to hit the bandit leader, he repeatedly begged for mercy.

"Little girl, young lady, young aunt... please just treat me like a fart."

I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness; I shouldn't have blocked your way. Rest assured, I will do my best in the future…”

Ning Bao couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the bandit leader who kept rambling on and on.

"Stop talking nonsense and answer the question quickly, or I won't give you a chance to speak..."

Seeing Ning Bao raise his fist again, the bandit leader shook his head repeatedly.

"No...no...Grandma, please don't worry."

We were born into poverty, and becoming outlaws was out of necessity. We robbed people to fill our stomachs, and we wouldn't have done this if we had no other choice.

We usually just rob some grain; we don't steal money or kill anyone. So our mountain stronghold is very poor; we have absolutely no gold, silver, or jewels.

"Heh!" Ning Bao sneered.

"I never expected you to be such a stingy and miserly bandit. In that case, let's go with you to your bandit den."

After all, some things are better seen than heard…

"I...I..."

When the bandit leader heard that Ning Bao was going to their hideout, he immediately panicked. After being a bandit for so many years, no one would believe that he didn't have any wealth.

He has a habit of looking at gold and silver every day before going to sleep, and he even counts them carefully before going to bed, otherwise he won't be able to fall asleep.

Even his pillow contained a large gold brick, which he had obtained by robbing a wealthy businessman two years ago. With the gold brick under his pillow, he could sleep peacefully every day.