Mrs. Su and others were waiting nervously at the bottom of the mountain when they saw a bloody man being carried down from the mountain.
Next to him was a boy whose face was full of tears and who was out of breath from crying.
"His father!"
A woman screamed and rushed over.
"Mom...Dad...was bitten by a tiger..."
When the boy saw his mother, he cried even harder.
The woman saw the man lying on the shelf, covered in blood, with his eyes closed, motionless. After listening to her son's words, she closed her eyes and fainted.
"Genzi, have you seen your uncle? Are your uncle and your cousin okay?" Someone grabbed a man who was putting on an arrogance and asked anxiously.
"My uncle and the others are all fine. The tiger is dead." Genzi replied with excitement on his face.
Although the person on the shelf made him unbearable and the boy's cry also made him feel uncomfortable, he couldn't control his excitement when he thought of the tiger's death.
After all, this tiger that has harmed many lives can no longer harm anyone from now on!
As soon as Genzi finished speaking, there was an uproar around him.
"The tiger is dead?"
"Really dead?"
"Thank God..."
Soon, the fainted woman was pinched and revived.
Then he burst into hysterical crying.
After a moment of panic, the injured person was hurriedly carried away and went to the doctor for help.
The remaining people, while happy, also became increasingly frightened.
Those who were still staying at the foot of the mountain at this time were those who had men or sons on the mountain.
These people didn't trust the people on the mountain, so they could only wait at the foot of the mountain.
Although the tiger is dead, who knows what happened to his man and sons?
What if you are seriously injured? What if...
Stop it, stop it!
No one dared to think about it anymore.
After all, if you can kill a tiger, you may not know how many people will be killed or injured.
"Bless you, I'm begging you once again. You must ensure that your Uncle Wang and the others are fine." The village chief's wife grabbed the little sugar baby and said in a trembling voice: "As long as your Uncle Wang and the others are fine, I will go back."
Just make me a flower coat."
The words of the village chief's wife once again reminded the frightened people.
They had just begged the little sugar baby, but before the little sugar baby could even open his mouth, Xuanyuan Jin disturbed them.
Now that I have seen the bloody person being carried down, I don't care what the background of this little brat Xuanyuan Jin is. The most important thing is to keep my family safe first.
"Fuck you, my aunt will make you a flower coat when she gets home..."
"Auntie will go back and set up a longevity card for you..."
"Grandma will give you three sticks of incense in the morning and evening when you go back..."
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Everyone unanimously imitated the methods of the village chief's wife and began to bribe the little sugar baby desperately.
Xuanyuan Jin never left. He was standing on the roadside with a sullen face and hands behind his back, looking down on the world and showing he was the only one who lorded over himself.
At this moment, when I heard that everyone was once again surrounding the little sugar baby and talking nonsense, my little face turned even darker.
The little sugar baby blinked and glanced specifically at Xuanyuan Jin.
Xuanyuan Jin used his eyes to warn the little sugar baby not to be distracted by his strange power.
The little sugar baby's eyes were crooked, he patted his chest and said in a sweet voice, "Everyone, everything is okay!"
The meaning of provocation should not be too obvious.
A vein jumped on Xuanyuan Jin's smooth forehead.
"Scoff! Who do you think you are? A god? Can you determine the fate of life and death? What a joke! You can't explain it in just one sentence..."
"Master, the tiger is dead!"
Before Xuanyuan Jin finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Wu who leaped over.
Zhao Wu's eyes were shining with uncontrollable excitement on his face.
Xuanyuan Jin did not scold Zhao Wu for being too abrupt, but asked coldly: "What are the casualties?"
He is obviously a kid as small as a peacock, but he has a commanding calmness and domineering air about him.
"As far as I'm concerned, young master, only a few people were injured, most of them were slightly injured, and there were no deaths." Zhao Wu replied.
After saying that, he showed an unpredictable expression on his face and glanced at the little sugar baby.
Little sugar baby, "..."
I feel like I'm being cue.
Xuanyuan Jin kept looking at Zhao Wu, and of course he did not ignore Zhao Wu's eyes.
Involuntarily, there was something strange on his little face, and he glanced at the little sugar baby.