Chapter 177: Fuchuan Town, Refugee Riot 3
No one expected that there would suddenly be so many people around them. These people were located just a hundred meters away from the secret guards who were protecting Prince Xiao, and they were not within the surveillance range of the outer secret guards. When Xiao Er and his men discovered so many refugees, they immediately issued an alarm and surrounded the carriage of their master and the little princess.
"Protect the Master!"
"Protect the princess!"
Xiaowu rushed to the side of the carriage and stood on both sides with Hebo, guarding the carriage.
Xiao Yile stopped the carriage and drew out the soft knife from his waist. The shiny and sharp blade looked cold and icy in the lightning that exploded from time to time.
The exile group walked ahead of the group from Prince Xiao's mansion. When Xiao Er sounded the alarm, the leader of their group was already looking at the refugees hiding in the woods, frightened, "Ah... There are refugees here too!"
The refugees stared at them with hungry and fierce eyes, watching them quietly. They didn't move at all when they saw the chaotic exile team. When Shu Mingyuan and the officers rushed over with knives, someone among the refugees shouted, "Instead of dying of hunger, it's better to take someone with you before you die. Let's go on the road after we've had enough. Robbery!"
As soon as this call was given, the refugees, regardless of gender, age or status, all rushed forward recklessly. The young and strong ones controlled one person, and the women and children immediately rushed forward, stripping off clothes and grabbing food. Unfortunately, their exile team had been ambushed by refugees long before they arrived, so how could they have anything valuable on them for them to rob?
After robbing for a while without any gain, they decided to go all out and started robbing women and children. The situation became even more chaotic. The Prince Xiao's Mansion was not spared either. The luxurious carriages they rode in and the fat and strong horses were all treasures in the eyes of the refugees.
Su Wanyan lay in the carriage for the entire afternoon, and the aches and pains in her body hadn't completely subsided. If she were squeezed by the refugees, she would definitely not be able to bear it. Ji Xiaohan held her tightly in his arms. The man covered her ears with his big hands and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, they can't get close to us."
Su Wanyan knew that these refugees, relying solely on brute force and resentment, couldn't possibly get close to their carriage, but she couldn't just watch them rob and drag her away endlessly! Su Wanyan couldn't stand being repeatedly targeted like fat meat by the refugees. With lightning and thunder roaring outside the carriage window and the refugees' heated enthusiasm, the young princess' temper flared up.
Is this really never going to end?
Poverty is not a reason, and the famine was not caused by them, so why do you keep picking on them?
"Damn it! This princess can't help it anymore, Ji Xiaohan, let go of your hands, I really have to teach these people a lesson tonight." As she said that, Su Wanyan turned sideways, picked up the silenced wooden box that Ji Xiaohan had hidden in the secret compartment, and was about to get out of the car regardless of anything.
Ji Xiaohan was so frightened that he quickly grabbed the jumping little princess and said, "Wanyan, don't go, be good! Don't be angry! There's no need to use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken. The chaos can be brought under control soon. Come on, put down the silencer."
He was afraid that the little princess would be unhappy and start a massacre. Although these refugees were indeed hateful, how could Ji Xiaohan let the little princess be stained with such blood.
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