Chapter 119 I beg you, please go away?
Hawkeye's legs went limp, and he stretched his neck and asked, "What's missing???"
"Boss, your tiger-skin throne is gone!"
The bandits ran towards the burnt-out meeting hall and were stunned when they entered.
There was nothing on the steps. The boss's precious throne was really gone!
"When did you find out?" Hawkeye held his forehead, his voice trembling.
"I'm responsible for cleaning the throne every day. I was just cleaning it when, in the blink of an eye, it disappeared right before my eyes!"
The bandits trembled when they heard this.
So scary!
Such a thing is beyond human power!
The bandits knelt down and said, "Boss, please send the baby back!"
"This baby might be God's blessed daughter, we can't afford to offend her!"
Hawkeye's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He gritted his teeth and said, "Little kid, who are you?"
"I'm Xiaojiu!"
"You did all this?"
The little girl looked innocent and waved her hands hurriedly, "I don't know anything!"
At this moment, there was a "bang" sound!
The half-burned beam of the council hall suddenly fell down, right above the little dumpling's head.
The accident happened too quickly. Hawkeye had no time to think. He flew forward nimbly, protected the little ball in his arms, and rolled twice on the ground.
However, the beam still swept over, and Hawkeye slightly arched his back to protect the little ball under him.
"Boss!" The bandits were shocked.
At that moment, time seemed to pass by in a flash, yet it seemed to be infinitely stretched.
Hawkeye couldn't help laughing when he saw the little dumpling with a cute face and blinking eyes.
He, the feared leader of the Black Eagle Village, was actually crushed to death in his own village in order to save a kidnapped hostage.
I'm afraid no one will believe it if I tell them...
Never mind, maybe this is God's will.
From the moment she stretched out her little hand for him to hold her, everything was destined...
However, at the moment when the beam was about to hit Hawkeye, Little Dumpling waved his little hand, and the beam flew out, sticking close to Hawkeye's scalp, and landed several feet away with a muffled sound.
This time, everyone saw it clearly!
Everyone stared at this scene in amazement, almost forgetting to breathe.
Hawkeye shrank his neck, but did not feel the expected pain. When he heard the sound of the beam hitting the ground, he suddenly turned his head.
What's going on?
How did the beam run outside by itself?
Hawkeye looked at the people with their mouths hanging open, "What did I miss?"
"Boss..." The bandits had strange expressions on their faces and trembling voices, "We've gotten into trouble, big trouble!"
The monkey was shaking like a sieve, and with a thud, he knelt down in front of the little dumpling, "Little...little immortal, please spare me! I was blind and didn't recognize you. I mistakenly kidnapped you and brought you to Black Eagle Village! Ignorance is not a crime. I didn't mean to offend you. I beg for your forgiveness!"
As he said this, he kowtowed.
The other bandits followed suit and all knelt in front of the little dumpling.
"Little Immortal, please spare my life. I know I was wrong!"
"It's all our fault for being blind. Please forgive us, little god, and let us go!"
"Are you crazy?" Hawkeye was about to curse when he was suddenly pulled down by the flying monkey.
Caught off guard, his knees fell to the ground with a "bang".
"Second brother, what are you doing?!"
Hawkeye was about to stand up when the bandits around him rushed over and held him down.
"Big boss, be obedient and kneel down!"
"We're doing this for your own good!"
"Kneel down for safety!"
He also pressed his neck and kowtowed several times.
Hawkeye couldn't break free and was so angry that he wanted to spit blood. "You sons of bitches, just wait for me! Why should I kowtow to a little brat?"
The flying monkey whispered in his ear, "I'm not saying anything bad about you, but if you don't want to die, shut up! Why did the beam fly out? It was the little god who saved you! We all saw it clearly!"
Hawkeye was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up and met the little dumpling's innocent big eyes.
"You saved me?"
The little dumpling shook his head, "I don't know anything!"
Hawkeye asked Sky Monkey, "How did she do it?"
The monkey stretched out his hand, "Just like that, with a little wave of his hand, the beam flew out!"
Hawkeye looked up at the rooftop and said, "Am I the only one who didn't see anything? Did anyone else fall? I want to see it too!"
…
The tall man was released.
Although he had been locked up for a whole day without food or water, his good complexion made him stand out in the crowd.
The lucky ones who escaped the attack of enema are different.
"Boss, I've been saying this kid is weird..."
"Your grandfather's door!" Hawkeye slapped him, "Watch your mouth, okay?"
Tall guy: ???
Why is my mouth not clean?
Hawkeye clumsily picked up the little girl and looked at her again and again, "Who has a comb?!"
The bandits looked at each other, and someone came up with a comb.
Hawkeye glanced at it with disdain and said, "It's so black, go and scrub it clean!"
A clean comb was brought.
Hawkeye used his carrot-thick fingers to clumsily grab a handful of the little ball's hair.
"It's freezing!" The little girl looked at him aggrievedly.
"Does it hurt?" Hawkeye hurriedly let go of the little Daimao he had caught with great difficulty, "I didn't use any strength at all!"
The bandits laughed out loud, "The boss can wield a sword, but can't hold a comb!"
Hawkeye snorted, "Why don't you try it yourself?"
"Boss, how about letting me do it?" The speaker was an older man.
"I'll do it myself!" Hawkeye started to gather Dai's hair clumsily again.
"Back then, my daughter was this age too." The man's eyes reddened. "She was chattering all day long, so cute! But later... she starved to death..."
Hawkeye paused and handed the comb over, "...you do it!"
…
The little Dumpling's silly hair was finally combed into two cute little buns.
“How cute!”
"He looks exactly like the fairy boy in the fairy painting!"
The more the bandits watched, the more they liked it.
"Alright!" Hawkeye smoothed down Little Dumpling's bangs. "Whether you're a god or a monster, I won't mess with you. I'll send you back now. Is that all right?"
"Not fat!" The little dumpling pouted and refused decisively.
Hawkeye staggered.
At this moment, the leader of the stronghold who always thought highly of himself was about to collapse.
In less than two days, the Black Hawk Village was in chaos and most of its people lost their lives.
"Little ancestor, what else do you want? Everything that should be burned and shouldn't be burned has been burned, and everything that should be moved and shouldn't be moved has been moved away... I have knelt and kowtowed, I beg you, please leave!
"Black Eagle Village is too small to support a great god like you!"
Little Dumpling pointed at Hawkeye's mount in the stable and said, "Horse!"
Hawkeye replied repeatedly: "Okay, okay! Let's ride a horse! As long as you're willing to walk, let's not only ride a horse, you can even ride me!!"
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