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Chapter 133 The Beauty of the Republic of China (17)
After finishing off these bandits, Pei Mi first went to care about Mother Jiang's situation.

"Mother, are you all right?"

"I am fine."

Mrs. Jiang patted Pei Mi's hand comfortingly, "Chizhou, you are too messy today."

Mother Jiang shook her head disapprovingly, even though Pei Mi came over so quickly today, Madam Jiang was happy emotionally.

But intellectually, Jiang's mother did feel that something was wrong.

What if something goes wrong with Pei Mi?
"Mother, don't worry, I know it well."

After Pei Mi comforted Mother Jiang, she turned around and had to deal with the group of people outside.

Tingfang kept up with Pei Mi, "Young Marshal, what's going on with those people outside?"

He followed the young marshal just now, and he was ready for all kinds of tough battles on the way here.

As a result, when I arrived, I realized that my way of opening my eyes seemed to be wrong today.

That group of people seemed to be out of their minds, but they watched them walk in from the outside without any intention of intercepting them.

Ting Fang was so scared that they thought they had prepared a big pit for the young commander to jump in.

It turned out to be so safe and smooth, nothing happened?
And what's even more amazing is that now that there is so much commotion inside them, the people outside don't respond at all?
Ting Fang had all kinds of doubts in his heart and wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to ask.

Pei Mi said perfunctorily, "It's just a trick of a charlatan."

In this era, there is no saying that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, they are not allowed to become elites, and many people still have a sense of awe for certain things.

Ting Fang knew in his heart that there must be more than that, but as a human being, he just couldn't know too much.

Otherwise it will die too fast.

Pei Mi asked people to deal with the rest.

After all, blindness is just blindness, and Pei Mi did not deny that it was really unfair to treat this group of hard-working people like this.

It's really pitiful for someone to perform so hard, but before they have time to show off, they are kicked by themselves.

Pei Mi laughed maliciously.

"Who allowed himself to be too powerful?"

Ting Fang didn't know what his master was thinking, but he still sighed sincerely in his heart.

He is worthy of being his young commander, but he is not necessarily with him. Look, how stable he is.

"Young Master Jiang."

The young master of the Song family hurried in with his people.

The first time he saw Pei Mi standing in the crowd was extremely dazzling.

"Master Song."

Pei Mi said hello politely and distantly.

His eyes swept over Young Master Song without a trace.

Young Master Song's health is really not good, there are traces of strong medicine hanging.

It's no wonder that Song Aicheng's thoughts are so obvious.

"Young commander."

Ting Fang frowned and stopped him, "What's going on, there's so much noise in front of the young commander, how decent is it?"

Pei Mi's eyes turned cold, "Let him come over."

The visitor walked up to Pei Mi quickly, his face turned pale, "Young commander, Master Yilan was taken away!"

"what happened."

Pei Mi asked with a gloomy face.

"Young Marshal is like this."

Someone quickly explained the process clearly.

Before Pei Mi left, someone broke into the manor. They went to catch those thieves, but they didn't find out that they had been tricked.

Those who stayed to protect Yilan had all fallen to the ground unconscious.

And Yilan disappeared.

"I know."

Pei Mi lowered her eyes, and subtle traces slipped across her eyes.

"You send the madam and miss back."

"Yes, young commander."

"Chizhou, where are you going?"

Mrs. Jiang sensed that something was wrong and asked quickly.

(End of this chapter)