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When she made a move, the winner of the scene was immediately decided.

The three bandits fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

The servant looked at Bei Yutang with a frightened face, and saw that she was about to step forward. The servant immediately begged for mercy, "Woman, spare your life." Woman, spare your life. The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and begs the woman to spare the three of us. ”

Bei Yutang stood in front of the three of them, "For the sake of you accompanying my son for so long today, I won't accept this life today." ”

The three of them looked happy, but the smiles on their faces were quickly frozen.

"But there is no need to keep your kung fu. Keeping it is also a scourge. As she spoke, she had already made a move, so fast that the three of them didn't react at all.

Listening to the screams one after another on the field, the internal strength of the three of them was lost, and their tendons were broken, so that they could no longer use the knife in their hands to harm people in the future.

When Coach Zhou saw this scene, his eyes widened, and he couldn't see that the slightly chubby woman in front of him could be so decisive and ruthless.

What surprised him even more was that Xiao Zimo really didn't expect him to be so powerful at such a young age.

These coachmen, they are most afraid of encountering mountain bandits and the like, and now after seeing the methods of the owner's mother and son, they no longer have to worry about the safety on the road. With them, these little thieves can't help them along the way.

The boy Mo drooped his little head and walked to Bei Yutang, "Mother, I've disappointed you." ”

For his failure to subdue the three bandits, he felt very uncomfortable.

He felt that he had betrayed his mother's trust, lived up to his mother's expectations, and disappointed his mother.

Bei Yutang took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and gently wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, Xiao Zimo raised his head abruptly, looked at her in a daze, and looked at his mother with a smile in her eyes.

"Mother, aren't you, aren't you angry?" The kid Mo asked in a soft and glutinous voice, with a hint of uncertainty.

Bei Yutang smiled and said, "You are already very powerful." Still, keep trying. The enemy doesn't show mercy to your men just because you're a child. Do you know where you lost this time? ”

After pondering for a while, the boy Mo said: "Mo'er's physical strength is not as good as theirs, and there are ......."

Bei Yutang took Xiao Zimo's hand and got into the car.

Soon the car continued to drive eastward, and the mother and son were heard discussing something in the carriage. Although Coach Zhou didn't understand, he also understood.

This lady is not cold-blooded, but uses this way to teach the child and let him grow.

Occasionally he heard a sentence or two of what the lady had said, and he agreed with it.

When it was dark, they finally arrived at a village, stayed at a peasant house, gave them some silver taels, and stayed. The next day, when the sky was dark, the coachman got up and prepared to feed the horses so that he could hurry.

He thought he was the first to get up, but he didn't expect to see a small figure in the field.

The small figure was running back and forth in the morning mist, and the sweat and mist had already wet his clothes. But he ran patiently as if he didn't notice anything, even though his legs were like lead, he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

Just when he was stunned, Bei Yutang walked to his side.

Coachman Zhou couldn't help asking, "Boss, do you want to let the little master rest?" ”