The little boy's eyes widened in a daze, and he was moving his lips, plucking up the courage to say something, but Shen Mubai's quiet and faint gaze suddenly moved away, ignoring him perfectly.

“”

Looking across the street, the little boy wrung his brow and pursed his lips in hurt.

Because he was keenly aware that the rickety old lady standing behind him, with a pair of cloudy mouse eyes, was staring at Shen Mubai, who was calculating the money for the aunts and aunts for her grandfather, her figure was hidden under the low eaves under the alley, and her eyes were shining with the essence of calculation.

"This kid is really handsome," the old lady smiled strangely, rubbing her rough hands, and her hoarse voice sounded in the alley, "Presumably, it will sell for a great price." ”

When the little boy heard this, he bit his lower lip, and turned slightly white because he was too afraid of force, and even his clenched fists were blue and white.

While the old lady was staring at Shen Mubai's handsome skin and was slightly distracted, he quietly moved his small steps, quickly picked up a piece of broken glass on the ground, squeezed it nervously in the palm of his hand, and hid it behind his back.

*

Shen Mubai's grandfather and grandson set up a stall in the vegetable market for an hour, and soon, a basket of fruits and vegetables was sold out.

Before leaving, a large group of aunts and aunts did not forget to rub the oil, pinched Shen Mu's white and tender little face, and went home with their things satisfied.

Grandpa was cleaning up and laughing. His own children are like a living signboard, as long as he is in charge, then there is no need to worry about things not being sold.

After all, Xiao Mubai is so pleasing to older women! After all, many people's first purpose when buying vegetables is to tease the handsome guy!

Here, Shen Mubai's efficiency in counting money is as fast and efficient as that of a money detector, and after a while, the thick pile of change in his hand has been straightened out, and he just wanted to put the money away and put it in his pocket for his grandfather. The latter slapped the back of his head and let out an "oops".

"People don't have a good memory when they're old, then again, Aunt Li's money hasn't been found for her yet, so she left with the bag, Xiaobai, go and catch up with the aunt in front of you, return the money, I'll collect the stall here, ah."

"Hmm." Shen Mubai nodded, took the money and turned around and ran. He didn't want to delay his return home, and by this time, his favorite funny anime was already playing on TV.

In fact, Shen Mubai's feet are very fast, and they are extraordinary. However, after five years in this world, he also knew that many of the abilities he possessed that were different from ordinary people could not be used to show off like a fool, so he learned to control his speed and maintain it in the category of normal human beings.

Seeing that he was about to catch up with Aunt Li and repay the money, Shen Mubai suddenly felt that someone was pulling his collar vigorously, and in the next second, a pair of strong hands tightly restrained him, and the thick clothes even covered most of his face, blocking most of his vision.

Shen Mubai only felt that a wet cloth was covering his mouth and nose, and a slightly irritating smell rushed into his nasal cavity, and then he felt a burst of dizziness, and a paralyzing feeling suddenly seemed to be injected into his limbs in an instant.

"Oh, my good grandson, grandma, I've been looking for you for a long time, let's go, go home with grandma, don't play, ah."

The old lady who claimed to be her grandmother picked up Shen Mubai with crutches, and the old man's voice was amiable, but in fact, her hands were strong. No matter how Shen Mubai defy the sky, his body is still a child, the kind that can be packed and taken away with a gentle hug.

So when Shen Mubai came back to consciousness in just a few seconds, he found that the old lady had already held him and quickly moved to the mouth of the alley, and the whole set of movements was extremely smooth, and almost no passers-by felt anything wrong.

Could it be that this is the legendary "child trafficker"?

Shen Mubai was carried by the old lady to the mouth of the dark alley, not only did he feel the slightest fear, but felt that things had become a lot more interesting.

Just as Shen Mubai was thinking about when he was tired of observing the smell and called the police to the demon spirit after the trafficker, a pair of small hands suddenly jumped behind him, desperately pulling the hem of his clothes, as if trying to tear him off the old lady's arms.

The immature child's voice roared "ahhhhh

It's just that the child was in a hurry and pulled his clothes in the wrong way, grabbed Shen Mubai's trouser legs, and stroked them down vigorously.

Shen Mubai turned his back to the child, only to feel that the fabric on his waist seemed to slip down, and a breeze blew and suddenly felt cool

This little broken boy is going to rip off his pants! A burst of shame crossed Shen Mubai's usually plain face.

He didn't want to show it in broad daylight! Go out! Fart! Share!

"Ahh - Put! Let go! ”

The little boy was like a little beast in a state of rage, ignoring the old lady's obstruction, waving his little hands and shouting in a sharp voice, but was slapped by the angry old lady and thrown to the ground.

I only heard a "bang", the little boy knocked his elbow on the arm, and immediately the blood flowed, he lay on the ground panting, □□ weakly, and the bright red slap mark on his white cheek was shocking.

"The next time you make a noise with me, I'll break your legs!" The old lady threatened eerily. Although this little boy is good-looking, but it looks like his head is not good, usually stupid and stupid, she always thought she was a mute, and today is the first time she has spoken, and she really caused trouble!

This troublesome imp!

But no matter what, a child with a bad head can't find a buyer, and he can't buy a good price, and his value is far less important than that of this child who has just succeeded.

A broken leg or something, it's not a problem at all!

"Hey"

Suddenly, the old lady heard a voice, clearly from her bosom, and she lowered her head in astonishment, only to see that the overly handsome child raised his head, and his indifferent dark eyes were looking at her quietly.

"Aren't all people who beat children for no reason scum?"

Shen Mubai tilted his head, "Are you surprised to see that I was awake so soon when I was supposed to be in a coma?" ”

The old lady was frightened for a moment. She clearly remembered that this child had just been □□ by her! How did you wake up so quickly?!

"I was going to handle this gently, but traffickers, you've touched my bottom line."

Shen Mubai lowered his head and saw that the old lady took out a wet handkerchief and was about to attack him, but his movements were even faster, he waved his hand to shovel away the drugged handkerchief, and his little foot lightly kicked upwards and kicked the old lady's chest.

This fluttering kick actually forced her to retreat again and again as if she had been hit hard. At the same time, Shen Mubai turned over, landed safely like a light swallow, and kicked a small pebble on the ground, hitting the back of the old queen who was about to turn around and run away.

"Ouch!" The old lady was caught off guard and fell to the ground fiercely, her face was covered with blood, and a layer of skin and wig on her face also fell off, Shen Mubai walked over, glanced at her coldly, and took off a layer of skin on her face "hissed", revealing a mean woman.

A foot stepped on the wrist of the woman who had just been beaten, and only a crisp sound of "pop" was heard, followed by a bitter and mournful howl.

The corners of Shen Mubai's mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes were cold.

"People are doing it, and the sky is watching. One injury for another, this is your retribution. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the little boy who was getting up slowly not far away, and the latter stared at him stunned for a while, as if he was very aggrieved, his big eyes were full of tears, and he looked very pitiful if he couldn't fall to the ground.

Shen Mubai: ""

"Cry, keep crying." Shen Mubai said expressionlessly, "If you want to cry, the more tears you cry, the better." ”

When the boy heard this, his tears were like pearls with broken threads, and he was even happier, as if he was going to drain all his fears and panics for so many days, and the tears covered his shirt.

Shen Mubai saw that the time was ripe, so he stomped his feet, and the ground shook, scaring the little boy so much that a snot bubble exploded.

"Help, someone."

Shen Mubai's face shouted without any fluctuations, his voice was not loud, but he shouted from the nearby channel on the game interface, which strangely made passers-by on the street hear it clearly.

It's a child's cry for help!

After realizing this, almost everyone hurried to the place of the incident, especially the grandfather of the Shen family, as soon as he heard the cry for help from his precious grandson, he immediately put aside the stall and ran over.

Mu Bai had only been there for two minutes, why did something happen!

The grandfather of the Shen family regretted it, and he was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat, but he didn't expect to run to the mouth of the alley with the voice, and the scene he saw was indeed such a scene.

Next to a woman who fell to the ground and was covered in blood, her own child was standing with a solemn face, and it looked like there was no blood stained. Seeing his grandfather, Shen Mubai immediately pounced.

"Grandpa, I'm so scared."

Spit out this sentence expressionlessly, but there was no fear in Shen Mubai's eyes on his face, and there was no fluctuation of emotion at all.

Onlookers: (←←) Is this the rhythm of fear to tease me?!

However, the grandfather, who loves his grandson like his life, has his own filter, and his grandson's calm expression has been made up by him into a pitiful little tearful appearance, and he hugged the child into his arms.

"Pity my little white suffered, look at the child scared! It's all grandpa's fault! (PД`q。 )·-゜”

Onlookers: My heart didn't fluctuate, and I even wanted to laugh ("▔.▔) Another child was really frightened

At this time, the little boy who was crying with tears on his face was already the focus of everyone's sympathy and pity. Because compared to Shen Mubai, who is extraordinarily calm and calm, this is the normal expression of a child after experiencing terrible things.

It's a pity that the little boy didn't appreciate it, and in the face of other people's concerns, his face was full of tears, but he looked extremely anxious, fiercely rejecting the approach of others, like a fried little animal, showing its small fangs that had not yet fully developed.

Grandpa Shen was still comforting his grandson in shock, and the others were still trying to appease the irritable little boy, and for a moment they actually ignored the trafficker who was lying on the ground pretending to be an old lady.

She struggled on the ground for a while, staring at Shen Mubai, who was standing with her back not far in front of her, and suddenly pulled out a cold short knife from her waist, and screamed hoarsely-

"Die, little ghost!"

"Be careful! ——”

In an instant, the trafficker pulled out her knife, her face was hideous, and she instinctively got up and pounced on Shen Mubai, who had injured her the most. In the middle of the □□, the others couldn't stop it at all, and just as she was about to stab Ling Feibai with great momentum, a glass shard stabbed into the back of her hand violently!

"Ahh The pain struck, the dagger fell to the ground, the blood splashed, and the glass pierced deep into the flesh, almost piercing the palm, such a force, for a child who was only a few years old, it can be seen how unhesitating and desperate he was.

The trafficker's eyes were tearing in pain, and her screams resounded through the streets.

The other side. The little boy let go of his grip on the glass shard, took a few steps back, and then crashed into something soft.

Shen Mubai pressed his thin shoulder, glanced at the scarlet blood stain on the boy's hand lightly, frowned slightly, and slowly covered his hand, which had a wound cut by the glass, which was dripping blood.

"Don't use such a rough tool again," he paused, "because it will easily scratch your hand, and the gain will outweigh the loss." I'm enough. ”

"Hmm." The little boy nodded obediently, holding back the tears that were scared, and then hugged Shen Mubai, who was a head taller than him.

The little head couldn't help but rub against his chest, and the hair that was originally a little curly suddenly became even more fluffy.

"Hey, don't get my clothes dirty." Although he said that, Shen Mubai couldn't help but touch a handful of soft hair.

"Hmm" As a result, the little boy continued to rub, greedily sniffing the faint, good-smelling fragrance on Shen Mubai's body.

Shen Mubai:-________——

It's a little dirty, but the little guy's hair feels really good

Touching it, a sentence suddenly flashed in his mind-

People who roll naturally are not bad people.