Chapter 306: Boring Female Demon VS Stupid Young Master (1)
This is the 230th day that Ding Yifan has been wandering in the martial arts world. In front of him appeared a familiar group of servants again.
"Young Master, please be kind enough to go back with us."
"Young Master, if you don't go back, the master will deduct our wages."
"Young Master, I have parents and children to take care of."
"Why can't you be kind enough to let me go?" Ding Yifan pinched his right wrist, and his fair face turned red with anger. He just wanted to wander the martial arts world by himself, and he would go home naturally when he was tired. But these people behind him were following him like ghosts, which was really annoying.
Besides, what's the good of going home? He was forced to learn how to manage money every day. Money, money, money, dealing with money all his life, and never seeing the outside world, is this kind of life what ordinary people want? !
"Master, you are the only male in Qingfeng Bank."
"Master, the prosperity of the family depends on you."
"Master, the owner of the bank is old. Are you really so cruel to abandon him?"
"Get out, get out." He, who was always good-tempered, rushed forward and kicked one of them. They seemed to feel no pain and still knelt there, motionless, like a pillar.
He thought of his father. He was obviously strong and healthy, but he found a few young wives for himself and had fun every night. How could he be old?
And being the only male in the family was not what he wanted. He had told his father many times at home that he could give him a brother or sister. Then he could leave the house without a penny from the family. Why did his father turn a deaf ear to his words? !
Alas... life...
"Master..." The servants were still wailing in front of him.
He suddenly had an idea, covered his ears, turned a corner and ran behind him. He just noticed that there was a narrow alley at the end behind him.
He should not be discovered if he ran into it and hid. He ran very carefully all the way to avoid hitting pedestrians. However, when he ran into the corner of the alley, he accidentally bumped into a disguised woman.
Although the woman's disguise was very good, with an Adam's apple and a fake beard.
He shook his hands and thought about how to apologize, and the woman disappeared from his sight.
Qinggong! He just saw Qinggong with his own eyes! It was really amazing! He must become a disciple and learn such amazing kung fu!
"Master, Master, Master..." While he was distracted, the servants behind him chased him again as if to urge his life.
He gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and climbed up the low wall of the house to the roof.
"It's quiet now." Just when he was proud of getting rid of the annoying servants, a knife was put on his neck.
He could even point to the sky and say that his delicate neck must be injured.
He wanted to turn his head to see who was behind him, but the sharp blade went deeper into his delicate neck.
It hurts so much. He had already wailed in his heart for more than a dozen times. But on the surface, he had to pretend to be unmoved. Because he was no longer the young master of the family, he was the young hero Ding who was determined to venture into the world. He couldn't even accept this little hardship, so he might as well call up the servants who were running around below.
Damn! Can't the servants below who are looking for someone look up and look at the top? He is such a big living person standing!
"He is just a dandy boy, why are you angry with him." The tired, lazy and casual voice of the woman reached his ears, and for the first time he was curious about the woman's face.
"Didn't you like dandy boys like this the most before?" He heard the voice of the man with the knife on his neck, deep, hoarse, and a little flirtatious.
This man must not be a good person, he defined it in his heart.
"If you really want to kill him, you have to think twice. His father is the owner of Qingfeng Bank." The woman's voice was so casual that one could feel her tiredness.
Judging from her voice, she should be a woman in her early twenties. How could she be so tired? He became even more curious. But he cared more about his own life. He was the only male in Qingfeng Bank. If he died, who would take care of his father in his old age?
"How could I not know what Yi Yi knew?" He clearly felt the knife on his neck loosen, and he remembered the woman who was speaking. Her nickname was "Yi Yi" or "Yi Yi"?
"Mr. Ding, I'm sorry." He just wanted to look back at the man and praise him for knowing the situation, but he was pushed off the roof by him.
"It hurts..." He subconsciously rubbed his butt, his consciousness was still a little confused. When he looked up again, the servants had surrounded him again.
The next second, the servants shouted in unison.
"Master, are you okay?"
"Master, how do you feel?"
"Master, how did you fall from up there?"
"Master, you're so careless!"
...
"Master... can you still stand up?" The servant's voice was very weak, but he caught it with one ear.
He supported himself on the ground with both hands, tried to stand up in a tentative manner, and then suddenly fell down again.
He saw the servants' surprised eyes and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, I can walk by myself. I just fell down and couldn't react."
"Master..." "Master
..."
"Master..."
The servants surrounding him all stared at a certain part of his body. He was a little shy and felt ashamed.
"Master, your leg is bent..." It was still the servant who spoke weakly.
"Is it bent? How come I didn't notice it." He was about to try to get up again, but his hand accidentally touched a bulge.
He opened his mouth wide. It seemed... it was... his... right leg...
"Master, will you never be able to stand up in your life..."
"Master, your life is so miserable..."
"Master, why are you climbing the wall... How are we going to explain this to the master..."
"Master, how are you going to get married in the future..."
The servants' voices were buzzing like mosquitoes. He calmly reached out and touched his right leg, and it was really bulging. He suddenly felt a little dizzy. It should be the sequelae of the fall.
"Master... don't be dizzy..."
"Master... are you dead..."
"Master, if you are dead, how are we going to explain this to the master..."
He barely regained some consciousness and lay on the ground with his eyes closed. He was heartbroken to find that none of them came to help him see a doctor to treat his injuries.
At the same time, he was also heartbroken to find that his father, who was extremely wealthy, had arranged servants for him whose IQs were not up to par. This clearly highlighted his father's good intentions.
His 23-day adventure in the martial arts world was forced to end after he broke a leg.
(End of this chapter)
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