Anan slapped Mo Xiaoyan's bedroom door hard.

He jumped to his feet, his neck straight, his eyes wide...... A pair of hands also danced, the whole person took a step back, looked at the villagers gathered outside, and began to scold, "Listen! Listen!"

"Listen to the old men, the old ladies and sisters!"

"I've been a fellow countryman for half my life!"

"This old fat woman who has brought countless green hats to her wife is now turning her elbow out!"

Ah Nan turned his head and looked at Mo Xiaohe like a dog, "This little wild seed almost blinded my grandson's eyes, no one came out?

Naturally, no one listened to him in the neighborhood.

But Aunt Ying will not disobey, she has been scolded by others for so many years, and she has never lost.

Aunt Ying's whole old face was red, and she also jumped on the ground, but her body was too heavy to jump up, only the old fat on her huge body bounced and flicked, like a crazy sow,

"The old lady is stealing!"

"Who doesn't know that the old lady steals people for ten miles and eight towns!"

"You also went out to steal it? You only dare to steal your own daughter-in-law?!"

"You stinky old dick who relies on your daughter-in-law to go out and steal people to support yourself!"

"I'll be poked in the back for the rest of my life!"

Aunt Ying scolded, and her raised middle finger grabbed Anan's nose and poked hard, "I'll poke! I'll poke you, shameless stinky old man!"

Syllable!

Then in the wonderful scolding of Aunt Ying, an abrupt slap sounded.

Without warning, the crisp chirping of a slap kissing the cheek at breakneck speed rang out.

Ah Nan's strong and powerful palm. slammed it heavily on Aunt Ying's fat face.

The corners of Aunt Ying's mouth were bloody, her head hit the wall of Mo Xiaoyan's room, and her huge body fell under the wet and cool floor, knocking over Mo Xiaoyan's table, and those calligraphy and paintings were scattered all over the sky.

Suddenly, Ding Ling banged, like a chaotic and orderly music.

Seeing that the Ying lady was lying on the ground, her hair was messy, like a fallen sow struggling, Anan inexplicably and confidently glanced at the spectators gathered outside the house.

He shook his face, pinched a little chicken, and picked up Mo Xiaohe from his neckline with a wooden sword and kept poking him.

The villagers naturally heard about Mo Xiaohe's beating, and it was a bit too ruthless to say it, which was really wrong...... And even if it is not a loss, no one will be idle and come out to preside over justice without this reason.

The people of Shili Street have a reason: as long as people from other villages don't come to cause trouble, it's okay for the people in the village to make trouble.

The people who don't think it's a big deal to see the excitement consciously give way to a way.

Mo Xiaoyan didn't come out with her, and if she wasn't surprised, she was still in the house, staring at the lights that would never get tired of staring.

Like throwing garbage, Ah Nan threw Mo Xiaohe away, and then tore the paper. Tearing open Mo Xiaohe's shirt with a loud sound, revealing Mo Xiaohe's thin body and a lifelike phoenix birthmark on his back.

This phoenix has a bright red body, wings spread, and a mouth that spits nirvana fire, which is lifelike, just like the phoenix embroidered by Mo Xiaoyan.

It's just that at the chaotic juncture of life and death, no one paid attention to this amazing scene behind Mo Xiaohe.

Or maybe he accidentally hit the spiky stone on the ground, Mo Xiaohe's arms and back broke a few skins, full of blood, and the phoenix birthmark on his back was also blurred.

Four-year-old Mo Xiaohe resisted the mature middle-aged man, but he didn't cry, make a fuss, or shout, just lie on the muddy ground and struggle.

People will have times when they are helpless, as a four-year-old child, I think Mo Xiaohe is the most helpless at this time.

However, I don't know if I was scared stupid, or Mo Xiaohe was stupid, I didn't see crystal clear tears in my eyes, nor did I see helplessness and grievances.

The eyes looked like a person who had just woken up and was scanning a beautiful spot without thinking, or more like a teacher looking at his students condescendingly.

It's just that no one notices these details in the chaos.

"This bunny!"

Ah Nan seems to have never been so majestic in his life, his hands are also put on his waist, and his voice is very confident, "Today!

said, Ah Nan didn't forget to tout and tout Shili Street, "We have always been the only one who bullies others in Shili Street, and there is no reason for us to be bullied!"

"Today, I'm going to discount the wild boy's legs!

As he spoke, he raised his big foot and was about to step on Mo Xiaohe's knee.

"Wait!"

A somewhat hoarse voice came from the crowd.

Immediately dead, no more sound.

It was still lively before, but all of a sudden, only the whistling night breeze and the cooing birds were left, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

Even now the scenery is infinite, and Nan was stunned.

A tall shadow stood out from the crowd.

The man was naked, covered in scars, with shiny tendons and shiny flesh, and arms thicker than the trunk of a tree.

This man carried an old cigarette gun in his left hand, and his right hand was behind his back, and the skin at the bottom of the pot was completely integrated with the night, but the stubble on his face, the broken eyebrows and scars left by someone with a knife at some point and now, the emperor was generally scary.

This naturally paves quickly and can't take away, hundreds of pounds of water tank in one hand, adults and children are afraid of the old shrimp.

The surrounding residents were very confused.

No one provokes this old shrimp, because the people who provoke him are generally recuperating at home, or going to retire;

This old shrimp generally doesn't pay attention to the petty fights of the villagers, and although this old shrimp is a ruthless character, he is also a reasonable person, even if his son is killed by the same person, he will only look at it and laugh.

Therefore, no one knew why the old shrimp came, and no one dared to ask.

Ah Nan shuddered for a moment, put away the big foot board that he was about to step on in a daze, and just smiled and pandered, "Old shrimp!

As he spoke, Anan made a gesture of please, "Why don't you kick this one?"

The old shrimp glanced at him, ignored him, just glanced at the phoenix birthmark on Mo Xiaohe's back, picked the latter up from the footboard, and muttered in his mouth, "Why bother to be like a child." ”

Naturally, no one dared to speak around.

Poor Mo Xiaohe's entire head was turned upside down and hung in mid-air, the blood on his arms and back flowing backwards through his thin body, flowing through his cheeks and nose.

As if the blood in his whole body had been sucked back by an inexplicable force, Mo Xiaohe's face was as red as paint.

But he didn't cry or make trouble, and his bloodshot eyes were still bright.

Mo Xiaoyan didn't come out at this moment, Aunt Ying had been slapped and stunned, Uncle Ying probably didn't know anything if he was still sleeping.

Mo Xiaohe, who had no ability to resist, was carried into Lao Shrimp's house like this.

I guess I couldn't sleep that night.