Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Big Shot
Chapter 3964

Young Master, You've Been Rejected by the Blind Dancing Girl Again (36)

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"I'll go take a look." Yingzi said nothing and immediately ran towards the crowd of people surrounding him.

"Miss, there are a lot of people here, let's go a little further to avoid being hit by others."

Nanny Wu looked around, then helped Su Qiao to the door of a clothing store on the side.

[Xiao Si, turn over the image over there.]

444 was stretching his neck to scan over there. When he heard Su Qiao's words, he shook his head: [You'd better stop reading. You'll definitely get angry if you do.]

[Stop talking.]

Su Qiao was helped into the clothing store by Nanny Wu, which looked quite high-end, and sat on the sofa.

The shop owner was obviously attracted by what was going on outside. At this time, there were only a few servants left in the shop who were craning their necks to look outside.

They paid no attention to Su Qiao and Nanny Wu who were dressed normally.

Su Qiao sat there quietly, actually looking at the scene outside through Xiaosi's image frame.

In the middle of the crowd was a man with a fat head and big ears, but he just stuffed his body into a light gray suit.

The man was about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old. His bull eyes looked very fierce when he stared at him. His hair, which had been slicked back with hair oil, was a bit messy.

Behind him was a car that hit the iron pole of a streetlight. The front of the car was slightly damaged, but the damage was not major.

Of course, the first thing Su Qiao saw was the woman on the ground with a pregnant belly of about six months.

At this time, the woman's face was pale, her facial features were twisted in pain and she was sweating profusely. She was curled up on the ground holding her belly and wailing softly.

There were some apples, pears, oranges and other fruits scattered around her.

The fat man wiped the blood that oozed from his forehead, and spat twice in the face of the pregnant woman on the ground. "Bah, what the hell? You even dare to block my way. If you don't want to live anymore, I will help you."

"Young Master, she... she's bleeding."

Next to the fat man with big ears, a thin man with a scratch on his arm looked at the pool of blood oozing out from under the woman's buttocks on the ground in a panic, and hurriedly gave him a hand.

However, the fat man didn't have any fear or worry at all, and he knocked him on the head with his backhand, "You can see that she is bleeding, but can't you see that your Young Master's forehead is bleeding?"

"Why are you still here like a fool? Why don't you send me to the hospital quickly? Do you want to hurt me to death?"

The fat man turned a blind eye to the landowner's woman screaming in pain, and turned around to get in the car, but when he saw the car like that, he was so angry that he wanted to beat her up.

When he saw the angry looks and pointing around him, he glared and pointed at them with a stern expression on his face. "Go, go, go, all of them are gone to me, what are you looking at? You don't want to hang around in this world anymore?"

The big guy originally wanted to stop him, but in this posture, no one dared to step forward. They could only disperse the crowd helplessly and watch him walk away.

Immediately, the driver got in the car and turned on the engine. Seeing that the car could still move, he drove away.

Su Qiao was indeed very angry. He stood up and walked out.

Nanny Wu hurriedly supported her. "Miss, where are you going? It's a mess outside now, so don't let anyone bump into you."

Su Qiao was so angry just now that he forgot that he couldn't see.

Fortunately, just when she was thinking about how to save people, a man pulling a rickshaw and wearing an old white coat ran over and threw the car aside halfway.

"Xiao Mei! Xiao Mei What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? I just went to see off a guest and left for a while. How did you become like this?"

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