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Chapter 953 Molian

After seeing that scene, Xiang Ning's thoughts of coming to a new place to relax were suddenly knocked back. He couldn't do anything when he saw that scene. Even if he was at the cosmic level, it was wrong in his eyes.
In the eyes of others, it is just a normal thing, just like this restaurant blatantly posted this kind of service.
He couldn't change anything, which made him strengthen his heart again. Other races can never be like this!
If this is the case, he will suffer in every possible way even when he dies.
Xiang Ning was completely in no mood to go shopping.
He headed back the way he came, but just as he was about to walk out of the square, Xiang Ning saw three people surrounding a... child.
I know that kid Xiang Ning, or I just passed by Xiang Ning a few minutes ago.
I saw one person cursing and saying: "Huh, I almost ran away from you!"
"Are you tired of living and want to see your tribe?" As he spoke, he grabbed the child's hair with one hand, pulled it up, and Xiang Ning could feel the pain in it, and he frowned.
Here, the flow of people is not too much, but it is still quite a lot. There are also many people who see this scene, but they are like people who have nothing to do and go their own way, as if this scene is no longer strange.
Before coming, Lamila and Renn had already told him that it might break Xiang Ning's illusions and existing understanding of the outside world, if this was done on Earth.
Putting aside what happened to the children, these three people would definitely be surrounded and unable to leave, and would not be released until the police arrived.
But what now?
"Young man, where do you come from? What race do you have? I've never seen it before, but I'd like to remind you that it's better not to interfere in these matters." At some point, a middle-aged alien stood next to Xiang Ning and said.
"I saw you coming out with a dark face just now. You must have seen something that disgusted you." The middle-aged man's tone and expression revealed sadness.
"In this world that eats people without spitting out their bones, self-preservation is the most important thing. The only people who can change everything are the big shots."
Xiang Ning could hear some stories from his tone. Perhaps his tribe had also experienced such treatment?
"Why?"
"Why? Haha, I want to know too." After saying that, he shook his head and left.
And Xiang Ning slowly let go of his hand after being told, yes, what does this have to do with him? Judging from their appearance, they may still have a master-slave relationship. You know, slaves are very popular in the universe.
Maybe the child is a commodity?
Xiang Ning walked over with his head lowered, suppressing his mood.
But coincidentally, when Xiang Ning walked over, the man who looked like a slave owner flicked his hand and threw the child to the ground. The child groaned in pain and then threw a purple-gold card from him.
Xiang Ning was stunned, looking at the card, it looked familiar. He touched it on himself and found it was gone.
He was a little surprised. Was it stolen by the child?
You have to know that he is a powerful person in the universe. How could he not notice that something is gone on his body?
But now no matter what, Xiang Ning has to get it back.
"Eh? Why is there a card?" The slave owner bent down and picked up the card that slipped to his feet. When he saw the card, his eyes widened: "Purple... Purple gold card!"
Then he immediately covered his mouth and looked around, obviously feeling the urge to swallow it all for himself.
"Sorry, that card is mine." Xiang Ning walked over with a smile, looked at the slave owner and said.
The slave owner may have been carried away and said as soon as he opened his mouth: "What's the card? I didn't see it. Go away and don't hinder me from doing my work."
"Oh?" Xiang Ning narrowed his eyes, and the aura slowly spread from his body.
The people around him stopped for a moment and glanced in Xiang Ning's direction. Those who were wearing hats immediately took off their hats. Some made strange movements, but this could be understood as respect for the strong.
The moment the slave owner felt Xiang Ning's breath, he immediately knelt on the ground and presented the purple gold card with both hands: "Dear Lord Territory Lord, this is your purple gold card. I didn't steal this, it was him!"
The slave owner pointed at the child and said, "This slave stole it. What the Moying clan is best at is stealing. Your Excellency knows this."
Xiang Ning twirled the card, looked at the child and snorted coldly: "You are wise, since you said that this child stole it, I will let you go for now, but to compensate for my loss, I will take this child with me."
Walk."
"this···"
"Um!"
"No problem. If you want it, sir, then of course there is no problem. He is lucky to be able to follow you," he immediately changed his words.
Xiang Ning snorted coldly, walked over, mentioned the child and left without staying any longer.
The slave owner didn't stand up from the ground until Xiang Ning left. He ignored the gazes of the people around him and showed a look of pain on his face: "The Moying Clan is gone like this. It's all your fault for not taking good care of it!"
As he said that, he kicked each of them: "However, I really didn't expect that I would dare to steal something from a powerful person in the universe. I am really tired of living. It's a pity that Mo Ying is worthless when he is dead."
On the other side, Xiang Ning walked out of the square, found a quiet place and said, "Should I throw you down, or should you stand up on your own."
The child who seemed to have fainted suddenly became energetic. After shaking twice, Xiang Ning let go, and he stood firmly on the ground.
"Humph." Xiang Ning snorted coldly.
Suddenly the child trembled with fright.
"Tell me, what should I do if I steal my things?"
"I...I don't have anything to compensate. Maybe my family...my family does."
"Where is your home? What's your name?" Xiang Ning asked casually.
The child immediately became energetic. Although Xiang Ning could not tell whether he was a boy or a girl, he seemed to be more masculine.
"No... I don't know. My name is Mo Lian, but my family is rich. As long as you can send me home, my parents will definitely give you a lot of money." The child said.
Chapter completed!
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