"Xiaodie was very angry and held her little pink fist.

Su Yu touched his nose and said, "If you eat someone else's food, it would be unreasonable for them not to take action."

"Then what?" he asked.

Xiaodie's face was solemn: "Then I was so angry that I even ate the wall of the treasure house, oh, and the house called Wanbaotang, without even leaving a grain of sand for them!"

Well--

He just wants Xiaodie to eat the goods in the treasure house.

This has absolutely nothing to do with him!

With this thought in his mind, Su Yu comforted him: "Those people don't know how to show appreciation. Really, how can they disturb you from eating? Don't be merciful next time and eat the storage containers and other things on their bodies."

Xiaodie blinked her beautiful eyes, and she felt as if she had found someone with the same idea, and her mood suddenly improved a lot: "Haha, what do you think? Their clothes were all eaten away!"

Su Yu: "..."

——

Wanbaotang.

To be precise, it is the ruins of Wanbaotang.

Wen Qingyu and Wen Donglai, an uncle and nephew, were huddled together under a quilt.

Their bodies were covered in blood, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they were slumped on the ground with blank eyes.

Behind it is a large, empty and clean space.

The ground is as clean as a silver mirror, with not a grain of sand on it.

It’s hard to imagine that there was a Wanbao Hall here that had existed for five years before last night.

"Hey, since I borrowed a sheet from your uncle and nephew, let me tell you something. What tragedy happened in the world? Why was there nothing overnight?" An old woman's face was written with "Gossip" written all over it.

"Two words.
Chapter completed!