The landlord looked a little scared under Xu Qiaoqiao's gaze.
Being a petty bourgeois at heart and not really a desperate man, he stepped back, stuttering, "Wha...what are you going to do? I must tell you, I am not afraid of you! Everyone in this building is from our village, I only have to shout once, and lots would come to help. Do you think, a little girl like you, I would be scared of?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Qiaoqiao chuckled.
This place used to be a village, and after the demolition, it became a city village. Indeed, everyone in this building was from their former village.
He was right about everything.
But...
Xu Qiaoqiao squinted her eyes.
Xu Nanjia stepped forward and said, "Landlord, don't be afraid of her, she's just a paper tiger. Let me tell you, her mother is mad, she dares not fight!"
Xu Qiaoqiao shrugged her shoulders and flexed her wrist, then she took an empty bottle from the tea table, tapped the bottle in her hand then stood up.
