Chapter 207: father out of thin air

Chapter 207 Father out of nothing

The skirt is light green, with two headbands of the same color and small velvet flowers. It was bought directly from a clothing store.

Jiang Wunian was tired of looking at men's clothes made of dark fabrics. When he saw this light-colored dress at first glance, he pursed his lips and smiled and frowned.

Suddenly a white arc flashed outside, and the sky became more and more gloomy.

After a dozen or so flashes, the dark clouds finally descended.

Cumulus clouds turned into rain, and it fell like a torrent at the beginning, without any buffer time.

The two went downstairs to have a meal, the table was full of dishes, Lu Jingzhi smiled into crescent moons.

They lived in a mid-level inn, and the quality of the food was not bad. Lu Jingzhi was not a picky eater. Although he had eaten the astonishing food made by his sister, he also ate well in the face of others. go down.

The water vapor in the air was very heavy, and her abilities began to surge.

Jiang Wunian saw that she stopped her chopsticks suddenly, and the roast goose in front of her only moved a few mouthfuls, so she asked, "Second sister..."

Lu Jingzhi wiped his mouth: "Let's go back to the house."

The ability of the water system is about to break through.

As soon as one foot stepped up the stairs, someone grabbed the hem of her clothes. The action was very heavy. Every time, Xiao Yaer gently held her clothes. Why this time...

Not Jiang Wunian.

After Lu Jingzhi noticed it, his brows and eyes suddenly sank.

The big hand of the middle-aged man holding her clothes was bleeding, and the blood stains rubbed against the light-colored dress, drawing a scar like a knife cut, which was shocking.

He was very hard, the soft cloth was even kneaded into a rag, Lu Jingzhi suppressed the raging abilities, and said in a cold voice, "Let go."

"Baby girl! You, you shouldn't be so cold, cold-blooded, just watch your father die!"

There was a little groaning mixed in with the howling.

There are more and more eyes watching the excitement around.

What do you do on a rainy day?

Better to have fun.

Lu Jingzhi: "..."

Shocked, she temporarily put aside the restlessness caused by the power upgrade.

Originally, her eyes only fell on that hand, but after being called out like this, she swam forward along this hand... Lu Jingzhi was delighted.

Acquaintance.

Seeing that she didn't refute his words, the middle-aged Taoist priest cheered up his desperate heart, and another burst of crazy output.

There are several young people behind him, both men and women, who can be seen as either rich or noble.

Understood.

It's causing trouble.

"Are you his daughter?"

"This is your father?"

"Hey, girls, do you really know each other?"

"Think carefully before answering. He owes us a lot of money."

"Tsk, if you want me to say, don't ask for money, he doesn't seem to be able to afford it, he might as well be beaten to death, and bluffed and lied to the master... If you say I am sick, I think you are sick!"

"A gentleman's words are hard to follow. If you give him money, let him go. It's not good to count."

Hearing this, Lu Jingzhi pulled his hand away blankly, "Father, take care of yourself."

Middle-aged Taoist priest: "..."

Are you helping or not! !

"One hundred taels, daughter, lend your father a hundred taels of silver! Save your father's life! If there is no money, I will be beaten to death!"

His words are very convincing.

Hula's face was stabbed with blood, obviously those people played a heavy hand.

Following her silence, the dry face of the middle-aged Taoist gradually lost strength.

Lu Jingzhi was about to brush off his hand and continue to go upstairs, when he heard the middle-aged Taoist wailing, "Father will pay you back a hundredfold!"

Lu Jingzhi was overjoyed: "You are addicted to being a father, aren't you?"

Repay a hundredfold.

What are you going to pay back? Take your life?

On the eve when the middle-aged Taoist priest was lifted up and thrown outside by several young servants, Lu Jingzhi stopped them.

She raised her eyes casually, glanced upstairs, then quickly retracted her gaze and walked towards the door, "Death is not a crime."

She found out.

Her strategist was right.

She was born to be nosy.

(end of this chapter)