The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 109 Hitting the wall

Blood Rain Pavilion has a special rule: everyone is ranked according to their comprehensive abilities, such as martial arts and mission completion rate, and then their names are determined based on this ranking.

There are 100 people in total who have the honor of having their names taken.

The names of the top 20 usually don't change much, but they change frequently after that.

The burly man was named Blood Thirty-Seven, which, as the name suggests, meant he was ranked thirty-seventh in the Blood Rain Pavilion.

The two people following him were ranked outside the top 100, naturally unknown figures.

Compared to Xue Shisan, he was indeed much inferior, but he was still an important figure in the Blood Rain Pavilion.

Seeing that he had been knocked down, the two men behind him no longer held back and attacked with ruthless force, intending to kill everyone in front of them.

That way, when reporting back to the leader, the punishment won't be too severe.

"Be careful, their knives are poisoned!" The construction crew warned each other, and several of them surrounded and attacked the two men.

The two men from Blood Rain Pavilion both sneered: "None of you will escape today!"

Let alone country folk, even well-trained servants can take on ten men at once when completing a mission.

It's still a matter of striking with deadly precision.

But they were too happy too soon.

This construction team from the countryside, I don't know what kind of fighting style they have, they fight without any rules, but they just happen to dodge every move he makes.

Wang Chuanman and the others were getting anxious when they saw the construction team fighting with the two men, but up until now, they still thought it was just a regular brawl.

Completely unaware, the two teams currently clashing are a formidable force: one is a deadly assassin, and the other is a highly trained special guard.

"Fourth brother, hurry and inform the village chief and the others, someone is causing trouble again!"

Grandma Wang almost died just now, and her legs are still a little weak. Although her rational mind tells her that at most she is risking her old life, she can't remain calm when she actually sees herself struggling on the edge of life and death.

He called out to Wang Chuanman, who was about to run away, "Wait, don't go yet."

Wang Chuanman was puzzled: "At this point, Mother must tell the village chief and the others that she doesn't even know what these people are doing here!"

"None of you are a match for them. Calling in reinforcements is just sending them to their deaths. Just wait on the sidelines; we don't even know who will win or lose yet."

"Ok."

Since Mother has said so, they naturally have to listen to her.

Xiao Ayu was about to rush over when Qin Huai stopped her.

The little guy didn't care about anything this time, rushing around in Qin Huai's arms.

"Brother Ayou, let me go! I need to protect Grandma!" Little Ayu cried out anxiously.

"You can't protect him." Qin Huai ruthlessly revealed this fact.

The little kid in front of me has grown a bit, but he still looks like he's two years old, like a reckless little calf.

Xiao Ayu was determined to prevent her grandmother from being bullied. Even if she had to use the fruits from her spatial storage to throw at them, she would drive these bad guys away.

She's not afraid if she can't run away by smashing things.

At worst, there will be no more Xiao Ayu in the world.

But she absolutely cannot do nothing; she will never do nothing again!
You are too weak now. You need to grow up. Only when you grow up can you protect everyone.

[Rushing over there now will only make the adults worry about you. What if they arrest you and use you to threaten your grandmother? What do you want them to do then?]

Little Ayu immediately hung her head in dejection.

Yes, she's still young. How can she never grow up?

"Elf, can I grow up quickly? I want to become very powerful, just like them—"

Little Ayu pointed her little hand at the very front of the construction team and knocked Xue Thirty-Seven flying with a single blow.

This is a bit difficult.

Little Ayu pouted, looking like she was about to cry but wasn't.

Waaah, she knew it, she was so stupid.

[It's not that there's no way out. You can learn martial arts and become even better than them, then you won't be afraid anymore!] Tuanzi originally just said it casually to coax the child, but she found it more and more reasonable.

When your child grows up, it's one thing to have a skill, but it's another to have the ability to protect themselves.

It is said that in this world, martial arts can be cultivated to a very high level.

Maybe we can find some kind of secret method for the kid.

Qin Huai sensed that Xiao Ayu had stopped struggling and followed his gaze.

The battle ended faster than they had imagined. Both assassins had learned deadly techniques, and once their moves failed to kill quickly, they were put on the defensive.

"You're not the real construction team!" After seeing his companion being knocked away, the other man's eyes turned cold, and he took advantage of a gap to whistle.

Little Ayu said, "Brother Ayou, how could he just blow it like that? I have to use a 'calling grass' (a type of herb). Did he hide the 'calling grass' in his mouth?"

Oh no, they have accomplices.

Qin Huai didn't answer, but pushed Xiao Ayu into the arms of Chi Jia next to him.

"Take them away."

At the Chijia meeting, they quickly sent Xiao Ayu home, then carried Old Lady Wang on their backs, called Wang Chuanman and the others, and told them to hurry home and close the door.

Not long after Chi Jia finished all this, the leader of the Blood Rain Pavilion arrived, followed by several people.

He spotted someone lying there immediately, and without a word, another battle began.

The men around the leader were all quite strong, and the construction team didn't have a complete chance of winning against them. Red Armor pulled out a wooden stick from his waist, revealing a sharp slender sword inside.

With a resounding clang, it made its grand entrance.

"You asked for this!" Red Armor said coldly.

He hadn't fought with so many people in a long time.

Old Wang was lying in bed resting his leg when he heard a loud commotion inside his house. After finding out what was going on, he realized that someone had come to cause trouble. He immediately racked his brains, wondering if he had offended anyone.

That shouldn't be the case. After the Wang family came to Hujia Village, they tried their best to make friends with everyone.

Old Wang glanced at Old Mrs. Wang sitting beside him. If it were his wife…

"What are you looking at? You're disappointed that I wasn't beaten to death, aren't you?!"

"I didn't! What are you saying!" Old Wang was getting anxious. Why did this person always think so badly of him?

Little Ayu exclaimed in surprise, "Grandma, your hand is injured!"

When Grandma Wang gripped the carrying pole, she held it too tightly and struck it too hard, accidentally breaking the skin on her hand.

"It's alright, Grandma isn't afraid of pain."

Old Wang struggled to get out of bed, craning his neck to look: "How did you get hurt? Where are you hurt? Did someone hit you? I told you not to be so impulsive. You're so old, how can you recover easily from an injury!"

Then Grandma Wang opened her hand, revealing a piece of torn skin.

Little Ayu pouted and blew hard on Old Lady Wang's hand.

Old Wang: "..."

If we wait a little longer, the wound should have healed by now!
At that moment, in a distant town, a young woman in blue stepped down from a carriage and smiled confidently at a dilapidated house.

"Why would I want to curry favor with the female lead? I can make her work for me and have her be my personal maid. With this favor, even if she rises to a high position in the future, she will never forget my kindness!"

A maid stepped forward and whispered a few words in her ear.

The girl in green waved her hand and said, "Alright, the Blood Rain Pavilion has even sent its leader. If they still can't complete the mission, then notify the magistrate here to suppress the bandits. What they took from me, they have to give back!"

She's a person with a broad perspective; chasing after a minor, vicious female supporting character doesn't make much sense.

This isn't a world of cultivation, so there aren't that many stories of people coming back to life.

A sick little girl, in that desolate wilderness, would definitely not be picked up by anyone.

He might have died long ago.

Why not just win over the female lead sooner rather than later? Why waste so much of her money?

(End of this chapter)