The Iron Gate Is out of Order

"Protect the teahouse and the kitchen." Bai Zheng said coldly.

Mo Tong responded with a 'yes', then brought a few Dark Guard s to stand guard at the teahouse door.

At the same time, the door to the kitchen was closed.

Fortunately when Bai Zheng first designed the store, in order to protect the kitchen, he specially made a sturdy iron gate in the front and back courtyard. Once the door was closed, it would be impossible to smash it.

However, at this time, there were few people who were guarding the front hall. However, they were all smashed into smithereens by the angry crowd.

Feng Jingye laughed cruelly as he looked at everything.

"Bai Zheng, this is the result of you disregarding human life."

Qingzhi, Qingshao and Zhuling tightly guarded Bai Zheng's side, and did not dare to even take a single step. However, she did not let the group of people near him.