Chapter 773 2.209 Great Harvest
Zheng Liu raised his hand suddenly, pushed the scabbard in front of Hui Ling, blocked her punch, looked at her coldly, and said in a low voice, "No comparison."
"Zheng Liu, we are not afraid of them." Wu Xiaoen's chubby face flashed a trace of dissatisfaction, "Besides you, we are afraid of them!"
"I don't want to compare." Zheng Liu stretched out his hand to retract the scabbard, and turned to leave.
Huiling suddenly blocked his way with a stride, and Liu Mei angrily scolded, "Zheng Liu, what do you mean? Are you looking down on our Feipeng action team?"
"Hey, I just look down on you guys!" Wu Xiaoen said, causing Huiling to raise her hand and want to pat his cheap mouth again.
Zheng Liu gave Wu Xiaoen a cold look, stared him so hard that he shrank his neck, and retreated into the team.
"Miss Hui, we have other important things to do during this trip." Zheng Liu's dark eyes fell on Hui Ling's face, his face flushed slightly when he saw the latter, and he avoided his eyes with guilt.
"Yo yo yo yo Hui Ling, your face is blushing, hehehehehahaha!" Wu Xiaoen, who had a mean mouth, reverted to his old ways, and laughed loudly, "Could it be that you are still treating our sixth son, what do you have? Unrealistic idea!"
"If you don't marry at such an old age, don't you just wait for our sixth son to grow up? Hahahaha! This is too funny! You are five years older than the sixth son! The sixth son of Zhengmao never forgets! He doesn’t even go home and look in the mirror!”
"Go to hell, Wu Xiaoen, you bastard! See if I can't kill you." Hui Ling threw a cold knife at Wu Xiaoen's mouth.
Zheng Liu made a sudden move, grabbed Wu Xiaoen who was laughing nonstop, and slapped him on the back of the head angrily, "Stop talking nonsense."
When the deputy manager saw that the two teams were about to fight, he hurriedly led his people to stop him, "Everyone, please calm down, everyone calm down!"
"You are the steward here, right? We're going into the city!" Hui Ling took her knife and shouted at the deputy steward angrily.
"Ah? Everyone, everyone, I'm sorry! Beilan City is under martial law, and the city gates are only opened once a day. If you want to enter the city, you have to wait until tomorrow."
"It's so troublesome." Huiling held the knife, shook her head angrily, and left, "Second brother, I want a separate tent."
"Cut." Wu Xiaoen pouted, "Ugly people have a lot of things to do."
Hui Fan glanced coldly at Wu Xiaoen, who immediately put his hand on his chin and sneaked behind Zheng Liu.
Hui Fan cupped his fists and saluted Zheng Liu casually.
Zheng Liu also gave a salute, and watched the members of Feipeng's action team leave indifferently.
"Zheng Liu, we have to go to the city to supply supplies, and we have to continue the mission." Wu Xiaoen muttered, "Who would have thought that you, the majestic sixth son of the Zheng family, would have to go out to do missions by yourself to earn living expenses."
"You get what you deserve. It should be." Zheng Liu put the sword behind his back, turned around and walked to the deputy manager, asking about the accommodation.
Inside the Yellow Rod Breeding Farm in Beilan City.
Hong Yaowei and the others were dragged forcefully by City Lord Lin, and when they dragged them to the ridge, they saw the two princes and concubines standing in a field full of bright yellow grains, smiling at each other.
At this moment, Hong Yaowei couldn't care less about seeing how handsome men and beautiful women are seductive. He opened his mouth wide, with a silly expression, staring blankly at the suddenly matured yellow pole, and rubbed his eyes with his hand almost in disbelief.