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Chapter 900 Watchdog? (6)

Just at this moment...

A childish and domineering voice came from the hall.

"You were too noisy just now."

In an instant, everyone looked at the face of the pink and jade.

This child is too young, about six or seven years old, and except for that extremely beautiful face, it seems to have no characteristics.

So, the young man just glanced and took his eyes back: "Who was attacking me just now? Do you dare to do it?"

"Bang!"

Xiaolonger in the hall aisle slapped at the dining table next to him, and the person who was eating was so scared that he almost jumped up.

He wanted to speak several times, but the little boy took his chopsticks and attacked the fighting boy, but every time he was about to speak, he didn't dare to speak...

"Your Highness the Crown Prince said you are too long-winded, can you not hear it?" Xiao Longer's cute and sweet little face was filled with anger, "Since you talk so much, I'll just shut up!"

Bang!

No one saw how Xiaolonger appeared beside the young man, so she slapped her.

Her hands were so small that no one would think that this little hand had much power.

but……

After her slap fell, the young man's face suddenly swollen into a pig's head. He turned his head in surprise and looked at the pink little girl in front of him, pointing at her and trembling with his voice: "You..."

However, before he could finish his words, the slap fell again.

Xiaolonger's little hand was directly arched left and right, slamming his head shaking. After a while, she stopped. The young man's face was swollen and he could not see his previous appearance clearly.

"Puff!"

The young man opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood. There was a row of teeth in the blood. He covered his swollen face and gritted his teeth with hatred. However, he could only make a whimpering sound from his mouth. As Xiao Longer said just now, he couldn't say a word.

The guards on the side knew what the young man wanted to say, so they spoke for him: "You wait for us, especially your Fatty Wang. The head of our fighter family will go to the head of the mansion to complain, and you will be driven out of the Fantasy Mansion."

Bai Xiaochen looked at the group of people with a smile: "Okay, I'll wait."

"Young Master, let's go back and tell the head of the family that the head of the family will avenge you."

The guards did not dare to take action, so they could only lead the young man and flee quickly, for fear that they would suffer if they were too late.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Xiaolonger didn't chase her. She walked to Bai Xiaochen with a smile: "If those people are gone, no one will disturb you anymore, and there is another seat."

"Xiaolong'er, you're doing a good job."

Bai Xiaochen touched Xiaolonger's head with admiration.

Because whenever he does a good thing, his mother will touch his head, so for Bai Xiaochen, touching his head is equivalent to compliment.

"Several young men and young ladies," the waiter in the restaurant looked at them strode towards the empty table and couldn't help but speak, "You should go back and discuss a solution with your elders first, otherwise you might be expelled from the Illusion House."

"They don't have the ability to drive my boss out of the Illusion Mansion."

Wang Xiaopang snorted coldly and sat down with a swagger.

Bai Xiaochen is Wen Wuwei's grandson. What ability does the fighting family have to let his grandson expel his grandson from the house?
Chapter completed!
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