Quickly wear the cannon fodder, he made this short-lived script

Chapter 116 Don’t make a big mistake (6)

Because there were people coming and going around, Mo Ci didn't have time to dodge and was grabbed by the other party by the arm.

When Mo Ci turned around to look over, he saw the little guy blinking anxiously. Was he trying to get him to cooperate?

However, Mo Ci is not a very helpful person, especially to someone who comes uninvited and brings trouble.

So Mo Ci didn't care at all that the other party was glaring at him so hard that his eyes were about to cramp, and he pulled his arm out, saying in a cold voice.

"My dear little brother, you have the wrong person."

After a pause, Mo Ci noticed that the man's ear piercing was not well disguised, and added three more words, "Please respect yourself."

After he finished speaking, Mo Ci also moved sideways a few steps away from the other person. For a busy street like this, the distance was not too close.

The person who watched herself being rejected had her eyes wide open in disbelief. Had her trick, which always worked, failed?

Before she could think about it, several people came after her. These people were quite powerful and forced the others to clear out a piece of land for them.

One of them raised his sword and pointed at the short man. "You little bastard, you actually dared to plot against your grandfather. Go, catch him. He has such a face, but instead of doing his job properly, he chooses to do such sneaky things. I will find a good place for you."

"If you sell your face to Nanfeng Pavilion, it will definitely be worth a lot of money."

As he spoke, the people behind him surrounded that person. The person seemed to know that he could not escape, and suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Mo Ci.

"Brothers, please be kind. You also said that I have a good face and hands and feet, so I can do anything. This petty theft is not my original intention. This young master forced me to do it."

"You have your own grievances and debts. If you have any questions, please contact this gentleman. I am just an errand boy."

As the man spoke, the attention of the others was indeed attracted and they immediately wanted to slip away, but Mo Ci saw through the other party's plan early on.

Almost at the moment the opponent raised his foot, a piece of silver in Mo Ci's hand flew out and hit the opponent's knee directly, causing the opponent to scream in pain and fall to the ground.

This made those people focus their attention on the other party again, and Mo Ci's unconcealed actions just now also made them a little wary.

Mo Ci didn't expect that he would encounter such a good show as soon as he arrived in Lanya Town, but he was still in the mood to ask some questions.

"You, believe her?"

The man in the lead had just seen Mo Ci's move and knew that Mo Ci was a martial artist. He had thought that Mo Ci was just an ordinary person, but now it seemed that Mo Ci's move proved that he was not an ordinary person.

And he couldn't see through Mo Ci's strength at all, which proved that Mo Ci was stronger than him.

Regardless of whether this matter is really as that kid said, it is not wise to offend a powerful person.

Thinking of this, the man asked someone to grab the person kneeling on the ground, while clasping his fists and speaking.

"This kid is full of nonsense. We misunderstood him. Please don't take it to heart."

Mo Ci knew the other party's true thoughts at a glance, but he didn't think about correcting anything. It was enough as long as the other party didn't cause him trouble.

So Mo Ci waved his hand and said, "No."

As he spoke, Mo Ci was about to leave. The man was relieved to see that Mo Ci would not pursue the matter, but then he heard a very loud voice.

"How can you, people like you, bully others in broad daylight like this?!"

Mo Ci and the person who just breathed a sigh of relief: "?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young boy walking through the crowd, talking in a low voice.

"Borrowed, borrowed."

"Excuse me, please lend me your money."

"Excuse me, please..."

After a while, the other party came to the front of them, straightened his clothes and slightly messy hair in front of them, then stood up straight and shouted at the people who were pushing the woman dressed as a man forward.

"How can you force good women into prostitution?!"

Mo Ci watched from the side, and a flash of understanding came to his mind. It seemed that the young man in front of him was the protagonist of this world.

However, this protagonist looked several years younger than he was now, with a childish face. As for his personality, he was a brave and upright person... a fool.

Seeing this, Mo Ci was not in a hurry to leave. His identity as a cannon fodder did not necessarily mean that he was hostile to these protagonists.

Moreover, the protagonist seems to have a kind of existence called "accident constitution". Accidents will happen wherever the protagonist goes. He really wants to give it a try.

But on second thought, isn't this just a manifestation of his accident-prone physique?

Thinking of this, Mo Ci simply became a spectator, wanting to see what the young man was going to do.

The few people over there glanced at Mo Ci, and after making sure that Mo Ci would not help, they looked at the young man with a fierce face.

"Where did this brat come from? He stole my things. I can do whatever I want with him. What does it have to do with you?!"

When the young man heard this and faced the other party's fierce attitude, his face turned slightly red, and he didn't know whether it was out of anger or annoyance.

"You, you're making up stories! He stole your things, so you should just take them back. How could you... How could you force a good woman into prostitution and send her to Nanfeng Pavilion? This is immoral."

"Hahaha, hahaha, did you hear that? This kid said I have no morals, hahaha..."

When the man heard this, he laughed so hard that he fell backwards, and the people he brought with him also started laughing. The young man didn't understand why, and saw that the man suddenly stopped laughing.

"Kid, in my entire life, no one has ever dared to mention 'morality' in front of me. I'm just a gambling house owner, what do I need morality for?"

"You'd better not get involved, you little brat. I'm in a good mood today and won't bother with you."

"If you really can't bear it, go to Nanfeng Pavilion and keep this guy for a few more days. That would be considered helping him, hahaha..."

The man pointed at the person who was being pressed down obediently and whose struggle was useless, and laughed more and more wildly, attracting many people around to observe the place secretly.

When the young man heard this, the blush on his face deepened. This time, Mo Ci could see clearly that he was angry.

Then, the boy clenched his fists tightly, "You, what do you want in exchange for letting him go?"

"Silver, one hundred taels of silver, can you afford it?"

Seeing that the young man seemed to really want to save people, the man wanted to tease him. He occasionally glanced at Mo Ci, and seeing that Mo Ci looked like he was watching the fun, he felt relieved.

He was thinking, if he couldn't deal with Mo Ci, could he not deal with such a young boy?

The young man was dressed simply and didn't look like someone who could come up with a hundred taels of silver. He looked at the person who was being held tightly, and then glanced at Mo Ci, as if he wanted to see if Mo Ci had any intention of saving the person.

However, to his disappointment, Mo Ci met his gaze and remained indifferent.

Seeing this, the young man had no choice but to grit his teeth. He didn't want to see that person being sold to Nanfeng Pavilion by this group of people, but he didn't have that much money, so he could only...

The boy's hand went to his waist and he whispered, "I'm sorry."