MTL - The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss-Chapter 12 heart blossoming voice

  Chapter 12 The voice of the blossoming heart

   My head is buzzing.

  In the impression of adults, although a five-year-old child already knows a lot of things, but in the end, he is too young, whether it is speed or strength, it is far worse than adults.

  How could he have thought that the little brat who was ten meters away from him just now came directly to him, and smashed it down on his head as soon as he brushed the dust.

   stunned him directly. When he was about to fall on his back, Xiao Nianjin turned sideways, and his bald head suddenly hit his stomach.

   Good headbutt!

   then stepped on him, and the soft and waxy little milky voice sounded a different kind of domineering at the moment.

   "Let you be disobedient, let you harm others! Let you take black money!"

  Super milk fierce.

  Xiaowuchen's dazzling force is so powerful that it smashes people into a dizzy state, and is about to be knocked unconscious, and then wakes up after being smashed, and several bags are smashed out of his head.

   is quite violent.

  The middle-aged man was smashed a few times before he realized that he was smashed, and his eyes could not be opened.

   He struggled hard, but was horrified to find that he could not break free from the control of this five-year-old cub.

   What little monster is this? Is it really human?

  It is easy to harm others, but it is the most difficult for a feng shui metaphysicist to truly infer a person's future destiny.

   He made a lot of this money, but it was indeed not the right way, and it was inevitable that he would feel guilty.

   He rolled his eyes and wailed, "I don't know what you're talking about! You came up and hit me for no reason. What about your parents? I want to find your parents, and I want to hold you accountable!"

The little girl snorted, "The wicked will file a complaint first, you know what you have done, you will kill yourself if you do too much injustice, and you dare to touch the dirty money that buys people's lives, you might as well guess when you are. die!"

   "What nonsense are you talking about?! I don't understand, I don't know! I'm going to call the police!"

   Maybe he has met an expert. This middle-aged man is half-cold, but he is still talking with his neck stubborn, and he refuses to admit it. He wants to find a chance to get away.

   "If you don't guess, why don't I give you an estimate?"

   Tang Jin stopped his hand, jumped back, and looked at his face more clearly.

   A five-year-old milk dumpling with beautiful and clear black cat eyes, but his eyes seem to be able to directly penetrate a person's soul, sweeping his filth from the inside to the outside.

"You grew up in a small village, you bullied the widow next door at the age of fifteen, and you were kicked out of the village at the age of sixteen. People are talented in life, and now the cost of food and drink is all dirty money—"

   "Don't... nonsense..." The middle-aged man was sweating coldly on his forehead and barely propped himself up.

   "Do you think you deny that you can't find you today? Those customers even gave you a title, Huangquan Ghost Road."

  All right!

"who are you?!"

   He staggered to his feet and backed away in embarrassment.

   "I am Tang Jin, the Taoist temple of Sanqing!"

  The Sanqing Taoist Temple is recognized as one of the several Taoist temples in the circle!

  Is even a five-year-old baby doll so scary? !

   The middle-aged man was completely panicked, turned around and ran.

   A leg stuck out, tripping him to the ground.

  Rong Qing was only worried at first that he planned to go forward, and after seeing the unilateral violent beating of the little girl behind, he waited in place with interest.

   Looking at the guy who tripped over him, he didn't care about anything else, and rushed into the greenery with rolling and crawling.

   "Aren't you chasing?"

  Tang Jin has already held Xiao Fuchen and put his hand away, returning to the appearance of a sweet and sweet little dumpling, "No, he has too many lives involved, and he won't be able to struggle for long."

   said that she held up her little whisk with a golden handle, humming and laughing twice, "I'll help all that should be helped, and the rest is up to you."

   is a little bit arrogant, and the milk is domineering.

   A strong wind suddenly blew in the park, the leaves rustled, and the wind and waves went in the direction the middle-aged man left.

  Rong Qing was very sensitive to this aspect, and waved his hand not far behind him, indicating that the bodyguards who had been hiding behind do not need to come over.

   Gently flicked the dark brown Buddha beads on his wrist, and then gave a gentle smile.

   "What did you do today?"

   Having said that, Xiaomai is very proud now.

"He learns those harmful things quickly because his life is very violent, and bad things don't dare to come to him easily. Jinjin's Yuanchi Fuchen was specially made by Master for Jinjin, and it can dispel the anger. Anyway, he has already made it himself. Almost there, I'll give him a hand."

  Tang Jin held up his little whisk.

  Rong Qing stared thoughtfully at the whisk.

   "There is another way to solve your problem, no matter how good-looking you are, you won't let it go today!"

  Tang Jin hugged his little whisk tightly, staring at Rong Qing with a pair of round cat eyes, like a little milk cat with bright claws, whoever dares to provoke, scratch whoever!

So cute.

   And that bright gleam reflected the moonlight, it was like the little bald head of the second moon on the ground.

  If he has such a sister, life must be very interesting.

   The old-fashioned young man couldn't hold back, his slender snow-white fingertips pressed against the corner of his lips, and he laughed.

   "Then I'll wait for Jinjin to solve it for me."

   He had already walked to Tang Jin's side, his body was half bent, his eyes were level with Tang Jin's.

  Tang Jin blinked with big eyes and raised a big smile, "Don't worry, Jin Jin is reliable."

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   "And there's..."

  Tang Jin circled under the tree again, looking up with his little head raised.

  This locust tree is not tall, but it is not something that a small human cub can touch.

  In the end, I found different colors that were exposed in the gaps between the branches.

   Let people take it down and unfold it, it is a square fabric with complicated patterns.

   "Sure enough, the white hood covers the ghost's eyes, which is helping others hide and kill evil, but this formation has been broken."

  Tang Jin threw the white cloth into the copper basin and burned one with the remaining half of the talisman paper.

  Tang Jin looked at Rong Qing.

  Rongqing didn't know what to think of, and nodded lightly, "I see, I'll let someone deal with it later."

   He said, took out his mobile phone and smiled, "Want to checkout?"

   Money is not important.

  The important thing is where to find such a generous, sensible and good-looking gold master!

   Xiao Nian smiled and rolled her eyes.

   "Two million, thank you for your patronage!"

   With whisk behind his back, Tang Jin took out his mobile phone.

   The sound of the donation being received is like the sound of a blossoming heart.

   He handed over another yard.

   "After that, I will observe how it affects Rong Yinghui, as well as my questions. Add me as a friend."

   Knowing the current affairs of Daikin.

   "Okay brother!"

   After a while.

   The cub looked at the small money in his hand, and Rong Qing looked at the account number whose profile picture was that of the little whisk, both of them were very satisfied.

  Rong Qing closed his phone, showing great courtesy.

   "It's late, I'll take you back."

  ***

   Tang family mansion.

  Tang Micheng was sitting in the living room, staring at the clock on the opposite wall. The little fat man looked puffed up. He only ate half of his favorite cake and put it on the side of the table.

   The sound of the door opening came from outside.

   He jumped off the sofa at once, ran two steps to the door, then slowed down again, raised his chin slightly, and walked to the door step by step.

   Some little cubs don't even look at how old they are. At this point, how can they run around outside?

   Immediately afterwards, the familiar, sweet and happy little **** sounded.

   "I'm home, goodbye brother!"

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