"Hey, beauty, your beef soup is here!" At this time, the boss brought a bowl of steaming beef soup to the little beauty. The boss was speechless. You didn't even report the meal when you came in. Who knows what you ate? But seeing the little beauty's beautiful face, the boss still smiled.

The boss put down the beef soup and turned around to work. The little beauty picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup. Her brows froze and knocked the bowl on the table to the ground with a "pop".

"What kind of beef is this? It's so unpalatable. Change me to a bowl!" The little beauty shouted fiercely.

"Hey, why are you beautiful girl like this..." The boss looked at the messy beef soup and the pieces of the bowl on the ground, frowned, "You are too angry, right? In my store, I smashed my bowl and said it was unpalatable. How do I do business?

"Are you talking about me?" The little beauty raised her eyes and looked at the boss. The chill in her eyes made the boss shudder. Her hand held a chopstick, as if she was about to send it out.

Qin Lang, who was standing aside, felt a little heartbroken when he saw this scene. He had seen the terrifying combat power of the little beauty. If this chopstick was sent out, he would be afraid that the boss would at least be seriously injured.

"How do you talk to the beauty? You, the beauty says it's bad but it's bad!" At this time, a young man stood up and walked to the little beauty. He said to the boss first, then looked at the little beauty with a smile and asked: "Beauty, their beef soup tastes the same. If you don't let him change it for you, I'll treat you what you want to eat!"

The young man fell in love with the beauty of the little beauty and wanted to take this opportunity to come and chat with her.

"Do you invite me?" Seeing the young man showing his kindness to him, the little beauty smiled playfully: "Then let me have a bowl of millet porridge."

"Did you hear it? Millet porridge, go quickly!" The young man drank the boss away and sat on the table of the little beauty. Looking at the face of the little beauty at such a close distance, the young man was full of joy. This beauty looked so beautiful. When wearing this ancient style clothes, it was like a classical beauty walking out of poetry.

The millet porridge came up, and the little beauty drank spoonful by spoonful. Many people in the store secretly looked at her, and every move she made of food gave people a beautiful enjoyment.

"Beauty, how do you think the millet porridge here?" The young man is a master of picking up girls. He thinks that the 17-8-year-old girl is easy to cheat. Perhaps after eating this meal, the little beauty will have a good impression of him. In less than 3 days, he can fool the little beauty into the bed.

As he said, his hand on the table slid towards the little beauty's hand. He was already itchy about the little beauty's tender and white hands. As long as he could pull the little beauty's hand, everything next entered the fast lane.

The little beauty just glanced at his hand, without any panic. She still drank millet porridge calmly like before, and the young man's hand was about to touch her hand.

A trace of sneer appeared on the corner of the little beauty's mouth. She scooped up a mung bean from the porridge. When her wrist shook, the mung bean flew out like a bullet and shot directly into the young man's eyes.

"Ah..." The young man screamed and fell to the ground. He covered his eyes and blood flowed out from his fingers: "My eyes, my eyes..."

The young man realized at this time that the little beauty was a dangerous person. At this time, he was not only afraid, but just wanted to go to the hospital quickly to see if his eyes were saved. While the rest of the store was watching for no reason, the young man staggered out of the hotel.

"What's going on?"

"Why is his eyes bleeding? Do you know?"

"I don't know, I saw nothing."

...

No one else knew what was going on, only Qin Lang, who was sitting in the corner, was shocked. He knew that it was definitely the hands of the little beauty.

The little beauty had finished drinking millet porridge leisurely and got up and was about to leave. The boss immediately stood in front of her: "This beauty, you haven't paid yet. A bowl of beef soup and a bowl of millet porridge are 35 yuan in total."

"It's your blessing that I can come to you for dinner. You dare to ask me for money, get out of here!" The little beauty frowned and said, and the little beauty was about to push the boss away.

"Hey, you girl, why don't you have any education at all? Shouldn't you pay for it after dinner?" The boss was still standing in front of the little beauty.

"Yes, why don't you pay for your meal? Which high school are you from? How did your teacher teach you?"

"Why are you so beautiful, why don't you have any quality at all?"

"The boss is also a small business. If you don't give money today, we won't agree..."

...

Other customers in the store also supported the boss. Although they thought the little beauty was beautiful, they were still rational. Just talking about the matter, it must be the little beauty's fault.

"Are you all impatient to live?" The little beauty glanced at the others present. She was weak in shape and did not feel timid or panic at all. She seemed so calm and generous, and the smile between her eyebrows made people feel heartbroken.

At some point, the little beauty had dozens of blades in her hand, the kind that was placed in a razor. I don’t know how she held it in her hand, but the dozens of blades did not hurt her hand.

"I'll pay for her." The cold light of the blade flashed into Qin Lang's eyes. He suddenly had a terrible premonition. After these dozens of blades flew out, everyone in the store might be about to die. Without hesitation, he squeezed out the crowd and rushed to the beautiful woman.

"Isn't it just 35 yuan? I'll help her give it to you, and I'll give it to you too." Qin Lang said to the boss with a smile. As he said, he used his mobile phone to transfer the money to the boss.

"Are you OK? Then let's go first..." Qin Lang said as he looked at the little beauty and found that she was looking at her playfully. Qin Lang smiled awkwardly: "Senior, I have paid the money, let's go."

Qin Lang had seen the old woman that day, and thought she was very capable, so he subconsciously called her "senior".

The little beauty put the blade in her hand back into her sleeve with a "swoosh" sound and walked out with Qin Lang.

"This girl is just lucky. I don't know which school it was, but she actually educated such an impolite student..." A guest muttered as he watched the little beauty leave.

With a "puff", a round bead hit his chest. The guest immediately fell to the ground, and his chest was nailed to hurt. When the other guests were surprised, the guest pinched the thing that shot him from his chest and saw that it was a round bead.

"It's her!" The guest remembered that the little beauty was wearing a string of hand beads on her hands, and this bead was on the string of hand beads. The guest and others around him were shocked. They looked at the backs of Qin Lang and the little beauty who were leaving, and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Boy, you are very kind!" the little beauty suddenly said leisurely.

"Yes" Qin Lang was still a little worried at this time. The little beauty would take revenge on him. He looked at the little beauty who was like a high school student beside him. The more surprised she became, how could she go from an old woman to a girl: "Senior, what would they do if they stop you again?"

For some reason, Qin Lang always felt a sense of pressure when he stood beside the little beauty.

"They will all die," said the little beauty lightly. This sentence from a 17-8-year-old girl should have made people feel ridiculous, but Qin Lang couldn't help but take a breath.

"Senior, why did you become like this?" Qin Lang still asked the doubts in his heart. Seeing the little beauty looking at him, Qin Lang felt nervous and said hurriedly: "It's okay if you don't say it."

"Ha, you don't have to be so afraid of me. Maybe I need your help next time. The reason why I have such a big change is very simple. Last time I was injured, and then I sucked the blood of the unlucky guy. My skills began to recover, so I am young now."

"Are you injured? Are you a martial arts practitioner?" Qin Lang asked in surprise. As a young master of the aristocratic family, Qin Lang knew that there was such a person in society. He had never seen him before. He did not expect that martial arts practitioners had such supernatural powers that they could be dozens of years younger in a few days.

"Xuwu? Humph" But after hearing Qin Lang's words, the little beauty smiled contemptuously and did not comment. Qin Lang did not dare to ask again.

"What is the place you said you needed my help?" Qin Lang was puzzled. He had never known her, so what could help her?

"You are a rich second generation, right?" Seeing Qin Lang's slightly surprised expression, the little beauty said again: "The unlucky guy I killed three days ago seems to be a member of the flag gate, and he is still a very important person. Three days have passed, and everyone seems to have found no news of his death. Is this your trick in it?"

"What do you need me to do for you?" Qin Lang felt more and more that the little beauty in front of him was not simple.

"I want you to place me in your residence. No one can disturb me. You also have to send live chickens and sheep to me every day." The little beauty stared at Qin Lang and said.

Qin Lang was slightly stunned. The little beauty was obviously a dangerous person. If you arrange her in her residence, wouldn’t she be very dangerous?

"Are you afraid I will kill you?" The little beauty said calmly that Qin Lang was worried: "Ha, I have killed countless people in the past few decades, and life is worthless in my hands. But this time, I can give you a promise. As long as you do what I said, I promise not to hurt your life, and I will give you a great benefit in the future!"

"Senior is too worried, I'll just cooperate with you," Qin Lang said with a smile. Faced with such a mysterious and powerful figure, Qin Lang is not qualified to bargain with her at all. If she doesn't agree, she may be able to solve her life within one second.

"Smart boy, take me to your house now!" The little beauty smiled faintly at Qin Lang.

"By the way, senior, my name is Qin Lang. I don't know what to call you yet?" Qin Lang asked.

"Oh? Since you want to know, then call me mother-in-law," said the little beauty indifferently.

Qin Lang couldn't help but feel embarrassed. This is fine. He recognized himself as a mother-in-law of 17 or 8 for no reason. It seems that the little beauty in front of him is actually a 7 or 80-year-old lady.

There was no choice but to take a taxi first and take my mother-in-law back to his villa in Huating in Cuidao. On the way, he also bought a live chicken as his mother-in-law said.
Chapter completed!