He took a shortcut on the street and walked toward the divine sword guards.
He held an ancient painting fan in his hand and was dressed in a black brocade robe and a black cloak. Together with his temperament, he had a very strong aura.
At the back street.
There were people in front of them, blocking the road.
A wave of angry curses came from the crowd, and the sound of a leather whip rang out.
Xiao ran walked over and saw a fat man violently whipping a beggar with a whip.
The beggar's hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn and tattered, and there was a thick layer of dust.
Fatty placed his left hand on his waist and cursed,"F * ck!" I spent money to buy you, and you still want to escape? If I don't teach you a good lesson today, I'll change my surname to yours. "
The leather whip landed on his body ruthlessly.
He looked at the signboard at the side. It was a shop that sold slaves.