Chapter 900: Watchdog? (six)

At this moment...
In the hall, there was a childish and domineering voice.
"You were too noisy just now."
For an instant, everyone looked at the face of pink jade.
This child is too young, and about Mo is just six or seven years old, and apart from that extremely good-looking face, he seems to have no characteristics.
Therefore, the young man took his gaze back after just a glance: "Who was it that attacked me just now? Dare to do it or not?"
"Snapped!"
Xiao Longer in the hall aisle slapped the table next to him with a palm, and the person who was dining was so scared that he almost jumped up.
He wanted to speak several times because the little boy took his chopsticks and attacked the Doujia boy, but every time he was about to speak, he dared not speak...
"His Royal Highness said that you are too long-winded. Didn't you hear that?" Xiao Longer's cute and sweet face was full of anger, "Since you talk so much, then I will just let you shut up!"
Snapped!
No one saw how Xiao Longer appeared next to the young man, so she slapped her off.
Her hands are so small that no one will feel how powerful they are.
but……
After her slap fell, the young man's face suddenly swelled into a pig's head. He turned his head in astonishment to look at the pink little girl in front of him, pointing at her and trembling: "You..."
However, before he could finish his words, the slap fell again.
Xiao Long'er's small hands opened the bow directly, and his head was swaying. She waited for a while before she stopped, and the young man's face was already swollen and he couldn't see his previous appearance.
"Puff!"
The young man opened his mouth and spouted a mouthful of blood with a row of teeth in it. He clutched his swollen face and gritted his teeth with hatred, but his mouth could only make a whimpering sound. As Xiaolonger just said, let He could not say a word.
The guard on the side knew what the young man wanted to say, and spoke on his behalf: "You wait for us, especially your Fatty King. The Patriarch of our fighting family will go to the palace owner to file a complaint, and you will wait to be expelled from the fantasy. House."
Bai Xiaochen looked at these people with a smile: "Okay, I'll wait."
"Master, let's go back and tell the Patriarch, the Patriarch will avenge you."
The guards didn't dare to do anything, so they could only lead the youth to escape quickly, for fear that they would suffer too late.
"His Royal Highness."
Xiao Long'er didn't chase, she smiled and walked to Bai Xiaochen's side: "The group of people is gone, no one will bother you anymore, and there is an extra seat."
"Little Dragon, you did a good job."
Bai Xiaochen touched Xiao Longer's head with appreciation.
Because every time he did a good deed, his mother would touch his head, so for Bai Xiaochen, touching his head was equivalent to praise.
"Several young princes and young ladies," the little second of the restaurant watched them strode towards the empty table and couldn't help but speak, "you should go back to your elders to discuss a solution, otherwise, maybe you Really will be expelled from the fantasy house."
"Expelling my boss from the fantasy palace, they don't have the ability yet."
Wang Xiaopang snorted coldly and sat down swaggeringly.
Bai Xiaochen is Wen Wuwei's pro-grandson, so what ability does Doujia have to make pro-grandfather expel his grandson out of the house?
Moreover, Wang Xiaopang never thought that he had done anything wrong.