Yan Qingrui looked at him and turned to Lai Si and said, "Go and some incense sticks. If the incense burns over five, they can still do it, I will lose!"

Liu Mazi and the gangsters were angry. This little white-faced bragged too much and didn't take them seriously.

The incense stick can burn for more than one minute, and about five minutes is about five minutes.

In such a short time, this young man must beat them all up to the point where he can’t take action? They insisted that the young man know what the price to pay for bragging.

Liu Mazi looked at Lai Siyi's eyes.

Lai Sizheng looked up at the sky and carefully studied the tiles on the roof.

Liu Mazi was relieved. It seemed that Lai Si was not convinced. He just had some handle on his hands, so he had to jump out to protect him before, but now he didn't say anything, just acquiesced to them.

Liu Mazi seemed to have become the leader of this group of people. He waved and pointed to various directions. The gangsters immediately surrounded Yan Qingrui in the middle.

Yan Qingrui stood there without moving. Liu Mazi reached out and grabbed her shoulder, but Yan Qingrui still did not move.

A trace of cruelty flashed in Liu Mazi's eyes, and his subordinates' strength did not diminish at all. This time, he had to crush the little shoulder of the little white-faced.

However, when his fingers barely touched the fabric, they suddenly fell into nothing, and the flower in front of him lost his figure. Then, he saw the figure in Qingyi flashing left and right in the crowd. Several gangsters stretched out their arms and couldn't hold on to the person. Then there was the rogue's scream.

Liu Mazi felt that his legs were getting cold and looked down. It turned out that his pants had fallen off. He quickly squatted down and held them up with both hands. He looked at the same situation. Everyone looked embarrassed, holding their pants in both hands, and the long belt of pants floated in front of him.

Turning his head, isn't the other one in the hands of that little white face?

In a blink of an eye, the belt was worn out and they disappeared without even notice. Liu Mazi widened his eyes. This was simply. It was not that Lai Si was helping, right? Lai Si's stealing skills were ranked first in the four sides.

When Lai Si saw these people making a big ugly, he almost rolled in with laughter. He laughed and said, "Liu Mazi, I can't tell that your butt is really white!"

In fact, Liu Mazi and others were still wearing underwear, so how could he really let his butt be seen? But Lai Si smiled so much that Liu Mazi's face couldn't be stopped. He glared at Lai Si and said, "Second brother, it's not impossible for you to force us to recognize this little face. It's not kind to stumbling to brothers behind the scenes, right?"

Originally, it was an angry tone, but the look of holding the pants was really not intimidating. Lai Siyi smiled muffled and shook his hand and said, "It's not me, it's really not me."

Yan Qingrui threw away the belts casually, walked to the table, and began to take out things, broken silver, purse, sachet, small paper bag, small bottle and jar, silver hairpin, ring, and half a steamed bun that had not been eaten.

It's really everything, and it's dazzling to see it.

Lai Si was still unclear, but the leaders holding pants all widened their eyes, especially the horse leopard. He had two steamed buns at the steamed bun stall in the morning, and half of them were left. He put them in his arms and prepared to eat for lunch. How could he get into the hands of the little white-faced?

How did the young man do that?
Chapter completed!