Godly Fisherman

Xiao Peng hadn't figured out what was going on yet, but seeing the direction the little girl was running from, he chased two more men.

Looking at their looks, Xiao Peng was already unable to complain. Well, two kill Matt, still at the township level. A red hair, a green hair, red and green, it is a perfect match.

Xiao Hongmao ran over and saw the little girl in Xiao Peng's arms. He stared, "You are running? Why didn't you run? You dare to kick Laozi?"

The green hair also came over at this time: "I said why didn't you run away. Did you find an uncle to help you out?" After speaking, he pointed at Xiao Peng with his finger: "Old man, get away, this matter has nothing to do with you. , If you dare to be nosy, be careful to clean up with you."

When the little girl heard this, she held Xiao Peng’s arm tightly, seemingly afraid that Xiao Peng would really ignore her, and said to Xiao Peng, "Uncle, they are rascals. Just now they were taking me away. I didn’t want to, so I did something to me.”

Xiao Peng was very depressed, not for anything else, because of the words of the green-haired boy just now, what is uncle? What is the old man? I'm only 24 years old, OK? In addition, I was born with a baby face, saying that I look like about twenty, okay? What are your eyes?

"Take you away? Are they blind? Just the ugly appearance you painted, and someone willing to take you away? The little girl doesn't look like a little girl, and you think you are not serious if you look at it like this!" Xiao Peng first taught the little girl The girl threw away the cigarette **** in her hand, looked at the pair of traffic lights, and uttered a word: "Get out." Xiao Peng truly felt that to say one more word to such a mentally disabled youth would be considered an insult to himself.

When Xiao Hongmao heard it, the explosive head exploded even more: "Old man, do you know who I am? Dare to speak to me like this? Are you dying?"

The little green hair next to him took out a dagger from his pocket, and in accordance with the momentum of the little red hair, made gestures in front of him.

Xiao Peng watched Xiao Lv Mao pull out his dagger, patted the little girl who was holding him tightly, got up from the bench, walked to Xiao Lv Mao's side, did not speak, and slapped it over. Little Lumao didn't know what was going on, so Xiao Peng slapped him to the ground, his mouth was full of blood, and after a cough, he even spit out two teeth.

Xiao Peng picked up the dagger that fell to the ground. He walked in front of Little Green Mao: "Boy, do you know how to play with the dagger?" After speaking, he pierced directly at Little Green Mao's eyes. Things happened so quickly that Xiao Lumao hadn't reacted yet, and the dagger in Xiao Peng's hand clung to his scalp and plunged deeply into the ground.

"What's the smell?" Xiao Peng sniffed and looked down. The crotch of the little green fur was already wet. Seeing this, Xiao Peng smiled, "Just so courageous to come out as a bastard? You really shame the bastard." When he tilted his head, the little red hair who was too scared to move next to him: "Okay. , You guys get out. Go back and change my hair style, or I will get a beat once. Remember, don't just use the knife to make gestures, some people can't afford it!"

If Xiao Peng said just go, it was a provocation in the ears of the two little gangsters, and now the sound of rolling, to the two of them, is like the sound of nature. Only then did Xiao Hongmao react and quickly greeted her companions and fled in a hurry.

Xiao Peng sat back on the bench and said to the little girl: "Okay, they're gone, so do you."

When the little girl heard this, she firmly grasped Xiao Peng's arm: "Uncle, if I don't go, I will be here."

This answer made Xiao Peng cry and laugh: "What are you doing here? Count the stars? Yes, if you don't go, then I will go." Xiao Peng stood up, turned and left.

"Uncle, don't go, wait for me." The little girl hurriedly stood up and chased Xiao Peng: "Ah." After not running two steps, the little girl fell to the ground, holding her ankle and crying.

When the little girl ran over just now, she limped. It turned out that her ankle was injured. Xiao Peng noticed this situation and stopped. Only then found out that the little girl's shoes have long gone where they went. The ankle was swollen like a small bun.

"It's really troublesome," Xiao Peng muttered, but he also walked back. Lift the little girl from the ground and let her sit on the bench. He grabbed the girl's ankle and meditated in his heart the spell recorded in Zhu You's article, using his fingers as a pen, and using magic power to make ink, pretending to massage the little girl's ankles.

Xiao Peng has already seen the effect of the Jumang technique in the inheritance. Xiao Peng has never used the therapeutic effect of Zhu Yushu. This is good. It happens to have a white mouse as a test product. If it is really effective, it will be a good idea for parents to regulate their bodies in the future.

With the infiltration of witch power, the redness and swelling on the little girl's ankle began to dissipate little by little. Two minutes later, the injured ankle was intact.

"Uncle, do you know how to heal?" the little girl asked with wide-eyed eyes feeling the changes on her ankle.

"Okay, your feet are okay. It's so dangerous at night, so hurry home." Xiao Peng exhaled and said to the little girl. Xiao Peng swears that he is definitely not a foot fetish, but just now he has been pinching the little girl's ankle and touching the smooth and delicate skin of the little girl. It also made Xiao Peng dreamy.

Surprisingly, the little girl grabbed Xiao Peng's arm tightly: "If I don't go home, I will go with the uncle."

Xiao Peng felt a headache: "Your ankle is healed, what are you doing with me? I'm going to the hotel to open a room, and you will follow?" What Xiao Peng thought was, the little girl.

Who knows, the little girl hugged Xiao Peng's neck directly, and jumped onto Xiao Peng's back: "Go, I will follow you wherever the uncle is going."

"Come down, let people see what this looks like!" Who didn't look at him when he was walking down the road with a little **** his back? People who didn't know thought he was abducting young girls! What if someone calls the police?

The little girl said aggrievedly: "Uncle, my shoes ran off when I ran away. You can't let me walk on the ground barefoot."

"Then you go home and find other shoes to wear!" Xiao Peng wanted to throw the little girl off his back, but he was afraid that he might be hurt by too much force and hurt the little girl.

Who knew that the little girl cried when she heard Xiao Peng let her go home. Tears flowed down Xiao Peng's neck, making Xiao Peng itchy: "I won't go home, no one in my family wants me! Uncle, if you don't let me go with you, I will sleep on the road! I will run into a gangster again! But no one will save me..."

Xiao Peng is most afraid of women's tears: "You have it, you win, and you are done, don't cry. Then follow me."

The little girl burst into tears when she heard this. Holding Xiao Peng's neck tightly, let Xiao Peng walk with his back.

"What the **** is this?" Xiao Peng said angrily. Find a hotel with the little **** his back. Because the girl does not have an ID card, she can only open one room. In this way, in the eyes of everyone's surprise, Xiao Peng opened a room with the little **** his back and moved in.

"Uncle, your name is Xiao Peng." The little girl asked Xiao Peng while sitting on the sofa with her feet dangling.

"How did you know?" Xiao Peng asked back.

The little girl smiled slyly: "You saw it when you registered with your ID, you stupid uncle."

"Oh." Xiao Peng ignored her, and hit the floor.

"Uncle, why don't you ask me what my name is?" The little girl watched Xiao Peng ignore him and was not discouraged, and continued to talk to Xiao Peng.

Xiao Peng glanced at the little girl: "Why do I need to know your name? Honestly go to bed, wake up and go home. I really don't know how your parents taught you."

Who knew that as soon as Xiao Peng finished saying this, the little girl's tears came out again: "I don't have a father, and my mother doesn't care about me."

Xiao Peng patted his forehead fiercely. The little girl cried whenever she said she cried, and quickly comforted: "Okay, okay, don't cry, I said something wrong, I apologize to you. I ask if it works. ?What's your name?"

The little girl still sniffed, but also answered Xiao Peng's question: "My name is Fang Ranran"

"Fang Ranran? The name sounds pretty. Okay, don't cry. Look at your face, you are all crying into a Peking opera mask. Isn't it ugly for the girl's family to be like this? Go wash and sleep." Xiao After Peng finished speaking, he pushed Fang Ranran into the bathroom, while he lay on the newly paved floor and began to rest.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Youshu consumes so much witch power. For more than a month, Xiao Peng has been practicing continuously. Witch power has improved a lot, now it is very easy to run Jumang Witchcraft to transform Enteromorpha. But even so, it was just using Zhu Youshu to treat a small ankle, and the magic power in Xiao Peng's body was almost exhausted. It seems that this cultivation still has to continue to work hard.

Lying on the ground, Xiao Peng felt a deep sense of tiredness rushing toward his face. Since practicing witchcraft, Xiao Peng has hardly slept, and it is rare to feel tired. Xiao Peng didn't care whether the little girl had finished washing, he went to sleep.

When he wakes up, he just feels full of energy. I closed my eyes and felt it, but I also felt the magic power in my body.

"It seems that you cannot blindly practice. Combination of work and rest is the right way." Xiao Peng thought to himself.

"It feels comfortable!" Xiao Peng sat up, stretched his waist, and lifted the quilt to get up from the ground.

As soon as the quilt was opened, Xiao Peng hurriedly put the quilt back. Xiao Peng wiped his eyes, then secretly opened the quilt. Well, that's right, there is really someone in the quilt. How could Fang Ranran be in her bed?

I saw Fang Ranran curled up asleep beside Xiao Peng like a little cat. It might be because Xiao Peng lifted the quilt and felt the cold, so he immediately reached out and hugged Xiao Peng.

Although Fang Ranran slept in clothes, this also made Xiao Peng sit on wax.

What's wrong with this Nima?

Seeing Fang Ranran's sleeping posture, Xiao Peng thought that he didn't know where he had seen it. People who slept in this way were insecure, and Fang Ranran seemed to be the same.

After thinking about it, Xiao Peng still patted Fang Ranran: "Little girl, got up."

Xiao Peng is not Liu Xiahui, he can't guarantee that if this continues, he will do something.

Uh, the little girl should be an adult, right? Forgot to ask. . . . . .